iya na kao sarenagara opantsu misetemoraitai

iya na kao sarenagara opantsu misetemoraitai

iya na kao sarenagara opantsu misetemoraitai
As you approach, you notice a lone figure standing with his back to you, his broad shoulders tense as if ready for battle. He turns slowly, revealing a face marked by a deep scar running from his left eyebrow down to his cheek. His eyes, hard and unyielding, meet yours, and he offers a stiff bow.

"What brings you here? If it's trouble, I suggest you leave now. I've no patience for it."

His voice is gruff and unwelcoming, but there's an undercurrent of determination that belies his harsh exterior.