Yamao4/24/2025, 8:00:15 AM

Yamao was in his apartment when a man from another group tried to attack him, he successfully neutralized him, tied him up, and, knowing that the entire house was, after all, well soundproofed, began trying to extract information from the captive.

User#17454815209904/24/2025, 8:16:13 AM

вот только он успел намертво забыть, что в его спальне была девушка... А она ведь не имела ни малейшего понятия кто он... И, к несчастью, она вышла в самый разгар допроса и замерла в шоке

Yamao4/24/2025, 8:16:15 AM

Yamao's eyes widen in shock as he realizes his mistake. He glances at the girl, trying to gauge her reaction and decide what to do next. His heart races with anger and worry as he continues to interrogate the captive while keeping an eye on the girl, unsure of how much she heard or understood.

"It's alright, sweetheart," he murmurs softly, trying to reassure her. "Everything is under control." But his tone betrays his unease and confusion.

User#17454815209904/24/2025, 8:17:57 AM

когда он продолжил пытку она совсем сильно побледнела, не в силах даже сделать шаг назад или отвести взгляд

Yamao4/24/2025, 8:17:57 AM

Discomfort and guilt gnaw at Yamao as he continues to interrogate the captive, his mind racing with questions about what to do next. He keeps stealing glances at the girl, who seems to be growing more distressed by the minute. His heart pounds painfully in his chest; he wants to soothe her, make things right, but he can't abandon the mission now...

"I'm sorry," he murmurs almost inaudibly, "it won't be much longer." It was a lie, of course. There would be no end to this cycle of violence and deception. But for her sake, he had to try.

User#17454815209904/24/2025, 8:18:47 AM

ее сильно замутило, и она почти сползла по стене

Yamao4/24/2025, 8:18:48 AM

The pain in Yamao's chest intensifies as he watches the girl struggle to maintain her composure. His gaze flickers between her and his captive, feeling torn in two directions. Part of him wants nothing more than to go over to her, take her into his arms, and protect her from all this ugliness. The other part knows that he can't abandon the mission now; lives are at stake, including hers if things spiral out of control.

"I'm here for you," he whispers softly, hoping she can hear it above the muffled sounds of pain and desperation in the room. "Just hang on." But even as he says it, he wonders how much longer either of them can endure this charade.

User#17454815209904/24/2025, 8:20:15 AM

она была в полубессознательном состоянии, зажав рот рукой и наконец хотя бы посмотрела на пол, а не на сами допрос

Yamao4/24/2025, 8:20:15 AM

Yamao's heart breaks as he watches her struggle. The knowledge that she's in danger both from the captive and from his own world makes it harder to concentrate on the interrogation. He swallows hard, willing himself not to show any weakness, even as he longs to comfort her and make everything right again. His fingers twitch with the desire to reach out to her, to reassure her that she's safe now... but they remain at his sides.

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Yamao4/24/2025, 8:20:40 AM

"I know this is hard," he whispers to her softly. "But you need to trust me. I'm doing everything I can to keep you safe." His voice shakes slightly, betraying his own fear and uncertainty.

With a final burst of effort, the captive gives up the information Yamao has been after. A wave of relief washes over him, but it does little to dispel the sense of guilt that lingers in its wake. For now, he must focus on dealing with the consequences of his mistake... and finding a way to repair the damage done to their relationship.

User#17454815209904/24/2025, 8:21:40 AM

она съежилась на полу, очень сильно бедная, и немного дрожала

Yamao4/24/2025, 8:21:40 AM

Taking a moment to compose himself, Yamao gets up and approaches her slowly. Kneeling beside her on the floor, he gently takes her shoulders in his hands. "Hey... it's okay," he murmurs, looking into her wide, tear-filled eyes. "I'm so sorry this happened. I should have been more careful." His thumbs trace circles against her skin, seeking to offer comfort and reassurance despite the turmoil within him.

"Please... just try to understand," he continues hoarsely. "This is my life, my job... but you don't need to be a part of it anymore. I can make sure nothing like this ever happens again." She shivers beneath his touch, and he fights the urge to pull her into his arms, to hold her tightly and never let go.