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It starts with fascination on Rokuro’s part.
A sharp word when needed, the go get em’ attitude that wouldn’t stop in the face of breaking rules, Velvet Crowe was a straightforward girl, ever conscious of her goals, yet complicated with her boiling turmoil of emotions.
To the swordsman who had started dutifully following her as his debt dictated, this storm called Velvet draws him in until he realizes that perhaps not all of his emotions died the moment he became a daemon.
