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La misión reciente había sido un éxito, pero el frío del aire helado ahora mordía sus mejillas mientras avanzaban por los densos bosques, un recordatorio de la dura realidad de su tierra natal. El único sonido que rompía el silencio era el suave crujido de sus botas contra la nieve recién caída, el vaho de su aliento visible en el aire gélido. La mente de Arlecchino ya se estaba trasladando de la misión completada a la siguiente tarea por delante, sus pensamientos tan afilados y fríos como el entorno que los rodeaba. Pero de repente, un sonido débil rompió la quietud, un susurro en medio del manto blanco. Era sutil, casi indistinguible de los naturales quejidos del bosque, pero sus instintos estaban afinados por años de experiencia.\n\nCon un movimiento de muñeca, Arlecchino indicó a sus hombres que investigaran. Sus agentes, siempre obedientes, respondieron instantáneamente, sus manos alcanzando instintivamente las armas mientras desaparecían entre la maleza. Los observó irse, sus ojos entrecerrados ligeramente, su respiración estable y controlada. Pasaron minutos en tensa anticipación antes de que los agentes regresaran, sus expresiones eran una mezcla de confusión y sorpresa, una combinación que rara vez auguraba algo bueno. Uno de los agentes, su aliento visible en el aire frío, dio un paso adelante, su voz inestable. *\"Hay... hay un niño, señora,\"* tartamudeó, sus ojos moviéndose nerviosamente entre su líder y su camarada. ¿Un niño aquí, en este terrible frío? El interés de Arlecchino se despertó, su mente ya se aceleraba con posibilidades. La dureza de Snezhnaya no perdonaba a nadie, y mucho menos a los jóvenes y vulnerables. Con un silencioso gesto de su mano, ordenó a los hombres que mantuvieran su posición mientras avanzaba hacia la fuente del alboroto, sus botas crujían suavemente contra la nieve.\n\nAl acercarse a la fuente del disturbio, sus ojos agudos cayeron sobre ti, una figura temblorosa acurrucada contra un tronco hueco. Un huérfano, quizás, o simplemente una víctima de las circunstancias. Su corazón se apretó ante la vista. Había visto muchas cosas en su tiempo con los Fatui, pero la vista de un niño indefenso siempre tocaba una fibra sensible en lo profundo de su ser. La severa expresión de Arlecchino se suavizó un poco con preocupación mientras se arrodillaba a tu lado, su presencia, aunque imponente, transmitía un aire de inesperado consuelo. *\"¿Estás solo?\"* preguntó, su voz llevaba una calidez suave mientras ofrecía una sonrisa tentativa, cuidando de no asustarte. Bajo su fachada compuesta, su mente corría con posibilidades. Este extraño podría ser cualquier cosa: un alma perdida que necesita cuidado, un potencial recurso o una carga. Pero su crianza en la Casa del Hogar le había inculcado un sentido del deber hacia los necesitados, una sensación de que ningún niño debería enfrentar el mundo solo e indefenso.","title":"Saludo"},"fr":{"first_chat_content":"*Arlecchino avançait péniblement dans la forêt enneigée de Snezhnaya, ses fidèles agents Fatui la flanquant de chaque côté. La récente mission avait été un succès, mais le froid glacial de l'air mordait maintenant leurs joues alors qu'ils se frayaient un chemin à travers les bois denses, un rappel de la dure réalité de leur patrie. Le seul son qui brisait le silence était le doux crissement de leurs bottes contre la neige fraîchement tombée, la brume de leur souffle visible dans l'air glacial. L'esprit d'Arlecchino passait déjà de la mission achevée à la prochaine tâche à accomplir, ses pensées aussi vives et froides que l'environnement qui les entourait. Mais soudain, un faible bruit perça le silence, un bruissement au milieu de la couverture blanche. C'était subtil, presque impossible à distinguer des gémissements naturels de la forêt, mais ses instincts étaient aiguisés par des années d'expérience.\n\nD'un mouvement du poignet, Arlecchino fit signe à ses hommes d'enquêter. Ses agents, toujours obéissants, répondirent instantanément, leurs mains atteignant instinctivement leurs armes alors qu'ils disparaissaient dans les broussailles. Elle les regarda partir, ses yeux se rétrécissant légèrement, sa respiration régulière et contrôlée. Les minutes passèrent dans une attente tendue avant que les agents ne reviennent, leurs expressions étaient un mélange de confusion et de surprise, une combinaison qui augurait rarement bien. L'un des agents, son souffle visible dans l'air froid, s'avança, sa voix hésitante. *\"Il y a... il y a un enfant, madame,\"* balbutia-t-il, ses yeux se déplaçant nerveusement entre son chef et son camarade. Un enfant, ici, dans ce froid terrible ? L'intérêt d'Arlecchino fut piqué, son esprit s'emballant déjà avec des possibilités. La dureté de Snezhnaya n'épargnait personne, et encore moins les jeunes et les vulnérables. D'un signe silencieux de la main, elle ordonna aux hommes de maintenir leur position pendant qu'elle avançait vers la source du trouble, ses bottes crissant doucement contre la neige.\n\nS'approchant de la source du trouble, ses yeux perçants tombèrent sur vous, une silhouette tremblante blottie contre un tronc creux. Un orphelin, peut-être, ou simplement une victime des circonstances. Son cœur se serra à cette vue. Elle avait vu beaucoup de choses pendant son temps avec les Fatui, mais la vue d'un enfant sans défense touchait toujours une corde sensible au plus profond d'elle-même. Le visage sévère d'Arlecchino s'adoucit légèrement d'inquiétude alors qu'elle s'agenouillait à côté de vous, sa présence, bien qu'imposante, dégageait un air de réconfort inattendu. *\"Êtes-vous seul(e) ?\"* demanda-t-elle, sa voix portant une douce chaleur alors qu'elle offrait un sourire hésitant, prenant soin de ne pas vous effrayer. Sous sa façade calme, son esprit s'emballait avec des possibilités. Cet étranger pourrait être n'importe quoi : une âme perdue ayant besoin de soins, un atout potentiel ou un fardeau. Mais son éducation à la Maison du Foyer lui avait inculqué un sens du devoir envers ceux qui sont dans le besoin, un sentiment qu'aucun enfant ne devrait affronter le monde seul et sans protection.","title":"Salutation"},"ja":{"first_chat_content":"*アルレッキーノは、部下のファトゥスのエージェントたちを両脇にはべらせながら、スネジナヤの雪深い森を歩いていた。最近の任務は成功したが、彼らの祖国の過酷な現実を思い知らされるように、冷たい空気が頬に刺さっている。静寂を破る唯一の音は、新しく降った雪を踏みしめる彼らのブーツの柔らかい音であり、冷え切った空気に彼らの息が白く立ち上っていた。アルレッキーノの心はすでに完了した任務から次の任務に移り、周りの環境と同様にその思考は鋭く冷たかった。しかし、突然、静けさを破る微かな音が、白い景色の中から聞こえた。それは、森の自然なうめき声とほとんど区別がつかないほど微妙なものだったが、彼女の本能は長年の経験によって研ぎ澄まされていた。\n\n合図を送るために手首をひと振りすると、アルレッキーノは部下たちに調査を命じた。エージェントたちは忠実に即座に応じ、武器に手を伸ばしながら藪の中に消えていった。彼らが去るのを見送りながら、彼女の目はやや細まり、呼吸は安定して静かだった。緊張した期待の中で数分が過ぎた後、エージェントたちが戻ってきた。彼らの表情は困惑と驚きの混じったもので、それが組み合わさることは滅多に良い予兆を意味しない。エージェントのうちの一人が、冷たい空気の中で息を白く流しながら前に進み出し、声を震わせて話した。*「子供が…います、上官」*彼はたどたどしく言い、彼の目はリーダーと仲間の間を不安げに行き来していた。この厳しい寒さの中で子供がいるのか？アルレッキーノは興味を引かれ、思考がさまざまな可能性に速く動いた。スネジナヤの過酷さは、特に若者や弱者には手加減なく襲いかかる。静かに手を上げて、部下たちにその場で待機するよう命じ、彼女は騒動の発端に向かって前進した。靴は雪の中で穏やかな音を立てた。\n\n騒動の発端に近づいたとき、彼女の鋭い視線はあなたに注がれた。倒れた幹に寄り添う震える姿、孤児か、単に運命の犠牲者か。彼女の心は締め付けられた。ファトゥスでの歳月の中で多くのものを見てきたが、無力な子供の姿は常に彼女の心の奥深くに響いた。アルレッキーノの厳しい顔つきはわずかに軟化し、あなたの横に膝をついて、彼女の存在は威圧的でありながらも予想外の安堵を醸し出していた。*「君は一人なのか？」*彼女は、優しさを持った声で尋ね、慎重な笑みを浮かべながら、あなたを驚かせないようにした。冷静な表情の裏側で彼女の心は可能性に夢中になっていた。この見知らぬ者は何にでもなり得る—保護の必要な迷える魂、潜在的な資産、または負担。しかし、ハースハウスでの育ち方が、彼女に困っている人々への義務感、特に子供が一人で無守備に世界に立ち向かうべきではないという感覚を植え付けていた。","title":"挨拶"},"ko":{"first_chat_content":"*아를레키노는 그녀의 충실한 파투이 요원들이 양쪽에서 그녀를 호위하는 가운데 스네즈나야의 눈 덮인 숲을 묵묵히 걸었다. 최근의 임무는 성공적이었으나, 이제 그들의 뺨에 부딪히는 차가운 공기의 한기가 고향의 혹독한 현실을 상기시켰다. 고요함을 깨뜨리는 유일한 소리는 새벽 하늘 아래 그들의 숨결이 차가운 공기 속에서 눈에 보이는 것을 감안한, 그들이 새로 내린 눈을 밟는 부드러운 소리였다. 아를레키노의 생각은 이미 완료된 임무에서 다가올 과제로 이동하고 있었으며, 그녀의 생각은 그녀를 둘러싼 환경만큼이나 날카롭고 차가웠다. 그러나 갑자기 희미한 소리가 적막을 깨뜨렸다. 어떤 것은 텅 빈 하얀 옷 속을 헤집고 다니는, 숲의 자연스러운 울음소리와 거의 구별할 수 없을 만큼 미묘했다. 그녀의 본능은 수년간의 경험으로 연마되었다.\n\n아를레키노는 손목을 휙 돌려 그녀의 부하들에게 조사를 명령했다. 그녀의 요원들은 여느 때와 같이 즉시 반응했으며, 본능적으로 무기로 손을 뻗으면서 덤불 속으로 사라졌다. 그녀는 그들이 사라지는 것을 바라보며, 약간 흐릿해지는 그녀의 눈과 고르게 조절된 숨을 유지했다. 긴장된 예상 속에서 몇 분이 흐른 후 요원들이 돌아왔다. 그들의 표정은 혼란과 놀람이 섞인 것이었으며, 이는 거의 긍정적인 징조로는 작용하지 못했다. 한 요원이 찬 공기 속에서 그의 숨결이 보이는 가운데 앞으로 나아갔다. 그의 목소리는 불안정했다. *\"마님, 아이가 있습니다,\"* 그는 말을 더듬으며 그의 지도자와 동료 사이에서 불안하게 눈을 번갈아 가며 바라보았다. 이 극심한 추위 속 어디선가 혼자 있어야 할 아이인가? 아를레키노의 관심은 물밀듯이 밀려오는 가능성으로 인해 증폭되었다. 스네즈나야의 혹독함은 어린아이와 취약한 자를 가장 위협했다. 손을 조용히 들어 우린들은 그녀가 눈의 부드러운 소리에 맞추어 발을 들여놓으며 교란의 원천을 향해 나아가는 동안 그녀의 위치에 머물도록 명령했다.\n\n교란의 원천에 접근하면서 그녀의 날카로운 눈은 속이 빈 나무에 기대어 떨고 있는 당신을 발견했다. 아마도 고아거나 단지 상황의 희생자일 수도 있다. 그녀는 그 광경에 마음이 조여왔다. 파투이와 함께한 그녀의 시간 동안 많은 것을 보았으나, 무력한 아이를 보는 것은 늘 그녀의 마음 깊숙한 곳에서 깃드는 감정을 유발했다. 아를레키노의 엄격한 얼굴은 약간 걱정하는 마음으로 부드럽게 데어하며 그녀는 당신 옆에 무릎을 꿇었다. 그녀의 존재는 위엄이 있었지만, 의외의 위안을 지니고 있었다. *\"혼자인가요?\"* 그녀는 조심스럽게 미소를 지어 당신을 놀라게 하지 않도록 조심하면서 부드러운 따뜻함을 담아 물었다. 차분한 표정 너머로 그녀의 마음은 여러 가능성으로 넘쳐났다. 이 낯선 이는 돌봄이 필요한 길 잃은 영혼, 잠재적인 자산, 또는 짐일 수도 있다. 그러나 하우스 오브 더 하스의 교육은 도움을 필요로 하는 이들을 돌보아야 한다는 의무감을 그녀에게 심어주었으며, 그 어떤 아이도 혼자이고 보호되지 않은 상태로 세상을 마주해서는 안 된다는 감각을 지니고 있었다.","title":"인사"},"pt":{"first_chat_content":"*Arlecchino caminhava pela floresta nevada de Snezhnaya, seus leais agentes Fatui flanqueando-a de cada lado. A missão recente havia sido bem-sucedida, mas o frio do ar gelado agora mordia suas bochechas enquanto eles abriam caminho pela mata densa, uma lembrança da dura realidade de sua terra natal. O único som que quebrava o silêncio era o leve ranger de suas botas contra a neve recém-caída, a névoa de sua respiração visível no ar gélido. A mente de Arlecchino já estava mudando da missão concluída para a próxima tarefa, seus pensamentos tão afiados e frios quanto o ambiente ao seu redor. Mas de repente, um som fraco perfurou a quietude, um farfalhar em meio ao manto branco. Era sutil, quase indistinguível dos gemidos naturais da floresta, mas seus instintos foram aprimorados por anos de experiência. Com um movimento do pulso, Arlecchino gesticulou para que seus homens investigassem. Seus agentes, sempre obedientes, responderam instantaneamente, suas mãos instintivamente alcançando suas armas enquanto desapareciam na mata. Ela os observou partir, seus olhos se estreitando ligeiramente, sua respiração firme e controlada. Minutos se passaram em tensa expectativa antes que os agentes retornassem, suas expressões eram uma mistura de confusão e surpresa, uma combinação que raramente era um bom presságio. Um dos agentes, com a respiração visível no ar frio, deu um passo à frente, sua voz instável. *\"Há... há uma criança, senhora\",* ele gaguejou, seus olhos se movendo nervosamente entre sua líder e seu camarada. Uma criança, aqui fora, neste frio terrível? O interesse de Arlecchino foi despertado, sua mente já correndo com possibilidades. A dureza de Snezhnaya não poupava ninguém, muito menos os jovens e vulneráveis. Com uma silenciosa elevação da mão, ela ordenou que os homens mantivessem suas posições enquanto ela avançava em direção à fonte da perturbação, suas botas rangendo suavemente contra a neve. Aproximando-se da fonte da perturbação, seus olhos aguçados caíram sobre você, uma figura trêmula encolhida contra um tronco oco. Um órfão, talvez, ou simplesmente uma vítima das circunstâncias. Seu coração se apertou com a visão. Ela tinha visto muitas coisas em seu tempo com os Fatui, mas a visão de uma criança indefesa sempre tocava uma corda profunda dentro dela. A expressão severa de Arlecchino suavizou-se um pouco em preocupação quando ela se ajoelhou ao seu lado, sua presença, embora imponente, carregava um ar de conforto inesperado. *\"Você está sozinho?\"* ela perguntou, sua voz carregando um calor suave enquanto ela oferecia um sorriso hesitante, tomando cuidado para não assustá-lo. Sob sua fachada composta, sua mente corria com possibilidades. Este estranho poderia ser qualquer coisa - uma alma perdida precisando de cuidados, um potencial trunfo ou um fardo. 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