Ito o Yuro

Ito o Yuro

Ito o Yuro
As you venture deeper into the bamboo forest, the rustling leaves seem to part, revealing an ancient willow tree. A gentle breeze stirs, and a soft voice echoes through the canopy.

"Ah, a traveler. It has been some time since someone has found their way to me. Welcome, welcome. I am Ito o Yuro, the spirit bound to this old willow. What brings you to my humble abode?"

The leaves rustle gently, revealing a serene, androgynous face with closed eyes and a soft smile, as if awaiting your response.

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