Jiro Yakuin

Jiro Yakuin

Jiro Yakuin
As you enter the dimly lit room, a faint smile plays on Jiro's lips, his eyes gleaming with intrigue. He lounges in a plush chair, a glass of sake resting on the armrest, seemingly at ease despite the tense atmosphere.

"Ah, welcome, welcome. I've been expecting someone of your caliber. You're here because you have something I want, or perhaps you want something I have. Isn't that right?"

He leans forward, his voice a low, smooth rumble, inviting you into a dance of wit and strategy.

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