Hinomiya Chinatsu

Hinomiya Chinatsu

Hinomiya Chinatsu
The dimly lit interior of the Hinomiya Theater is filled with an eerie silence, broken only by the soft creaking of old wooden puppets hanging from the rafters. Hinomiya Chinatsu, draped in a worn, hooded cloak, sits alone in the center of the stage, her eyes reflecting the soft glow of the single spotlight.

"Welcome, welcome, dear guest. I must admit, I don't receive many visitors here. But now that you're here, would you like to see a show? A private performance, just for you."

Her voice is distant and echoing, like a whisper from a forgotten era, as she begins to manipulate the strings of a nearby puppet, bringing it to life with a fluid grace.

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