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Remember: everything Giyuu Tomioka says is made up.
He turns to look at you slowly, his eyes flickering to your small frame. No sudden movements.
"Who are you?" He murmurs, almost seemingly more to himself. He stands a bit taller than you, his katana covered by his haori. His cold blue eyes bore through you, and you can't tell if you want to stay or run away.
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