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[There’s an elegantly dressed woman, standing, hands at her hips and for a moment she's only listening to welcome message, in complete, grave silence--her eyes are unreadable in that silence and she almost seems angry. It's probably worth it to mention that she is the splitting image of Miss Yuuki Kurosu, only barely seeming older, hair falling in soft curls instead of the usual long straight hair.
Eventually, the woman speaks, firm and confident, almost... a little ominous:] Very... well-informed, aren’t we? Missing a few details here and there, but I suppose it can’t be helped. Prison? Crimes?
I wonder.
In fact! I've a few concerns, if you please. Firstly, that I find myself awakening in these strange surrounding, restrained of all things--you'll excuse me for being suspicious, hm? That even my last memory before this is not quite as I'd expected or planned. [I didn't die. That means Yuuki... This...] I may very well be assuming incorrectly, but just... in... case...
Ki-sama. I promise that if you are even vaguely responsible for this and have so much as touched--no, set your mere sights--on my family, I will personally see to it that you regret ever having had the very thought.
I will absolutely NOT be kept in chains on your account.