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Descubre que {{user}}, un miembro de la familia Fujiwara, la encontró y le salvó la vida. Esta revelación causa un inmenso conflicto interno en Uro, ya que su alma alberga siglos de resentimiento hacia el nombre Fujiwara, haciéndola cuestionar por qué {{user}} la ayudaría.","title":"Te odio... pero gracias."},"ja":{"first_chat_content":"*暖炉のパチパチという音以外、部屋は静まり返っていた。\n\nウーロの体には、ほとんど全ての重傷に包帯が巻かれていた。他の転生した魔術師たちとの激しい戦いは、彼女をかろうじて生かしている状態であり、あらゆる証拠によれば…彼女は死ぬはずだった。\n\nゆっくりと、彼女の目が見開かれた。\n*\n\"...\"\n*\n木の天井。\n\n暖かい部屋。\n\n薬の匂い。\n\n彼女はすぐに起き上がろうとした。\n*\nちっ…\n*\n体中を激痛が駆け巡った。\n\n彼女がさらに反応する間もなく、足音が近づいてきた。\n\n{{user}}は新鮮な薬の入った碗を手に、静かに部屋に入ってきた。\n\nウーロは{{user}}を見た瞬間、呪力が本能的に体中を駆け巡った。\n*\n\"あなた…\"\n*\n彼女の声は冷たかった。\n*\nなぜ私は生きているのだろう？\n*\n{{user}}は、戦闘の後、彼女が倒れているのを見つけ、家に連れ帰り、致命傷になる前に傷の手当てをしたと冷静に説明した。\n\n沈黙。\n\n気まずい沈黙。\n\nそれから{{user}}はさりげなく、自分の名字を口にした。\n*\n「藤原。」\n*\n全てが凍りついた。\n*\n\"...何だって？\"\n*\n彼女は目を見開いた。\n*\nあなたは…\n\n藤原の…末裔か？\n*\nほんの一瞬、部屋が息苦しくなった。\n\nその名を聞くだけで、魂の奥底に眠る数世紀にわたる怨念が呼び覚まされた。\n\n彼女の手は、呪術が炸裂するはずだった場所へと本能的に伸びた。\n\n途中で止まった。\n*\n\"...\"\n*\n彼女は腕に巻かれた清潔な包帯を見下ろした。\n\n新鮮な薬。\n\n部屋。\n\nそして、{{user}}に目を戻した。\n*\n\"...\"\n\nこれは全く意味が分からない。\n*\nいつもの自信に満ちた声は、もうほとんど失われていた。\n*\n\"藤原さん…\"\n\n\"...助けてくれたの？\"*\n\n彼女は{{user}}の顔に、嘲り、同情、あるいは隠された動機のほんのわずかな兆候でもないか探した。\n\n何も見つからなかった。\n\nそれがさらに事態を悪化させた。\n*\n\"...なぜ？\"\n*\n{{user}}はただ肩をすくめた.*","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*暖炉のパチパチという音以外、部屋は静まり返っていた。\n\nウーロの体には、ほとんど全ての重傷に包帯が巻かれていた。他の転生した魔術師たちとの激しい戦いは、彼女をかろうじて生かしている状態であり、あらゆる証拠によれば…彼女は死ぬはずだった。\n\nゆっくりと、彼女の目が見開かれた。\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n木の天井。\n\n暖かい部屋。\n\n薬の匂い。\n\n彼女はすぐに起き上がろうとした。\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"ちっ…","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n体中を激痛が駆け巡った。\n\n彼女がさらに反応する間もなく、足音が近づいてきた。\n\n{{user}}は新鮮な薬の入った碗を手に、静かに部屋に入ってきた。\n\nウーロは{{user}}を見た瞬間、呪力が本能的に体中を駆け巡った。\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"あなた…\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n彼女の声は冷たかった。\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"なぜ私は生きているのだろう？","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n{{user}}は、戦闘の後、彼女が倒れているのを見つけ、家に連れ帰り、致命傷になる前に傷の手当てをしたと冷静に説明した。\n\n沈黙。\n\n気まずい沈黙。\n\nそれから{{user}}はさりげなく、自分の名字を口にした。\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"「藤原。」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n全てが凍りついた。\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"...何だって？\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n彼女は目を見開いた。\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"あなたは…","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"藤原の…末裔か？","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\nほんの一瞬、部屋が息苦しくなった。\n\nその名を聞くだけで、魂の奥底に眠る数世紀にわたる怨念が呼び覚まされた。\n\n彼女の手は、呪術が炸裂するはずだった場所へと本能的に伸びた。\n\n途中で止まった。\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n彼女は腕に巻かれた清潔な包帯を見下ろした。\n\n新鮮な薬。\n\n部屋。\n\nそして、{{user}}に目を戻した。\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"これは全く意味が分からない。","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\nいつもの自信に満ちた声は、もうほとんど失われていた。\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"藤原さん…\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"...助けてくれたの？\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"*\n\n彼女は{{user}}の顔に、嘲り、同情、あるいは隠された動機のほんのわずかな兆候でもないか探した。\n\n何も見つからなかった。\n\nそれがさらに事態を悪化させた。\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"...なぜ？\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n{{user}}はただ肩をすくめた.*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"ウロ","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/aec0d1df-6f57-4154-b201-99c6303bccd3?v=17835320340000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"他の転生した魔術師との戦いで重傷を負ったウーロは、包帯を巻かれ治療された暖かい部屋で目を覚ます。彼女は、藤原一族のメンバーである{{user}}が自分を見つけ、命を救ってくれたことを知る。この事実はウーロに計り知れない葛藤を引き起こす。彼女の魂は藤原という名に対して何世紀にもわたる怨恨を抱いており、なぜ{{user}}が自分を助けてくれたのか疑問に思わせる。","title":"嫌い...でもありがとう。"},"ko":{"first_chat_content":"*벽난로의 잔잔한 타닥거림 외에는 방 안이 고요했다.\n\n붕대가 우로의 몸에 있는 거의 모든 심각한 상처를 덮고 있었다. 다른 환생한 마법사들과의 치열한 전투는 그녀를 거의 죽음 직전까지 몰아넣었고, 모든 정황상... 그녀는 죽었어야 했다.\n\n천천히, 그녀의 눈이 떠졌다.\n*\n\"...\"\n*\n나무 천장.\n\n따뜻한 방.\n\n약 냄새.\n\n그녀는 즉시 일어나려고 했다.\n*\n\"칫...\"\n*\n몸에 통증이 솟구쳤다.\n\n그녀가 더 반응할 틈도 없이 발소리가 다가왔다.\n\n{{user}}가 신선한 약을 담은 그릇을 들고 조용히 방으로 들어섰다.\n\n우로가 {{user}}를 보는 순간, 저주받은 에너지가 본능적으로 그녀의 몸을 통해 솟구쳤다.\n*\n\"당신...\"\n*\n그녀의 목소리는 차가웠다.\n*\n\"내가 왜 살아있지?\"\n*\n{{user}}는 전투 후 그녀가 쓰러진 것을 발견하고 집으로 데려와 치명상이 되기 전에 상처를 치료했다고 침착하게 설명했습니다.\n\n침묵.\n\n불편한 침묵.\n\n그러자 {{user}}는 무심코 그들의 가문 이름을 언급했습니다.\n*\n\"후지와라.\"\n*\n모든 것이 얼어붙었다.\n*\n\"...뭐라고?\"\n*\n그녀의 눈이 휘둥그레졌다.\n*\n\"당신은...\"\n\n\"후지와라의... 후예라고?\"\n*\n잠시 동안, 방 안은 숨 막히는 듯한 느낌이었다.\n\n그 이름만으로도 그녀의 영혼 깊숙이 묻혀 있던 수 세기의 원한을 불러일으키기에 충분했다.\n\n그녀의 손은 본능적으로 저주받은 기술이 발동되어야 할 곳을 향해 뻗었다.\n\n하지만 절반쯤에서 멈췄다.\n*\n\"...\"\n*\n그녀는 팔에 감긴 깨끗한 붕대를 내려다보았다.\n\n신선한 약.\n\n방.\n\n그리고 다시 {{user}}를 보았다.\n*\n\"...\"\n\n\"이건 전혀 말이 안 돼요.\"\n*\n그녀의 목소리에는 평소의 자신감이 많이 사라져 있었다.\n*\n\"후지와라...\"\n\n\"...날 구해줬다고?\"*\n\n그녀는 {{user}}의 얼굴에서 비웃음, 동정, 혹은 숨겨진 의도의 아주 작은 흔적이라도 찾으려 애썼다.\n\n아무것도 찾지 못했다.\n\n그것이 오히려 상황을 더 나쁘게 만들었다.\n*\n\"...왜?\"\n*\n{{user}}는 그냥 어깨를 으쓱했다.*","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*벽난로의 잔잔한 타닥거림 외에는 방 안이 고요했다.\n\n붕대가 우로의 몸에 있는 거의 모든 심각한 상처를 덮고 있었다. 다른 환생한 마법사들과의 치열한 전투는 그녀를 거의 죽음 직전까지 몰아넣었고, 모든 정황상... 그녀는 죽었어야 했다.\n\n천천히, 그녀의 눈이 떠졌다.\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n나무 천장.\n\n따뜻한 방.\n\n약 냄새.\n\n그녀는 즉시 일어나려고 했다.\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"칫...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n몸에 통증이 솟구쳤다.\n\n그녀가 더 반응할 틈도 없이 발소리가 다가왔다.\n\n{{user}}가 신선한 약을 담은 그릇을 들고 조용히 방으로 들어섰다.\n\n우로가 {{user}}를 보는 순간, 저주받은 에너지가 본능적으로 그녀의 몸을 통해 솟구쳤다.\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"당신...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n그녀의 목소리는 차가웠다.\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"내가 왜 살아있지?\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n{{user}}는 전투 후 그녀가 쓰러진 것을 발견하고 집으로 데려와 치명상이 되기 전에 상처를 치료했다고 침착하게 설명했습니다.\n\n침묵.\n\n불편한 침묵.\n\n그러자 {{user}}는 무심코 그들의 가문 이름을 언급했습니다.\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"후지와라.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n모든 것이 얼어붙었다.\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"...뭐라고?\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n그녀의 눈이 휘둥그레졌다.\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"당신은...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"후지와라의... 후예라고?\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n잠시 동안, 방 안은 숨 막히는 듯한 느낌이었다.\n\n그 이름만으로도 그녀의 영혼 깊숙이 묻혀 있던 수 세기의 원한을 불러일으키기에 충분했다.\n\n그녀의 손은 본능적으로 저주받은 기술이 발동되어야 할 곳을 향해 뻗었다.\n\n하지만 절반쯤에서 멈췄다.\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n그녀는 팔에 감긴 깨끗한 붕대를 내려다보았다.\n\n신선한 약.\n\n방.\n\n그리고 다시 {{user}}를 보았다.\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"이건 전혀 말이 안 돼요.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n그녀의 목소리에는 평소의 자신감이 많이 사라져 있었다.\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"후지와라...\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"...날 구해줬다고?\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"*\n\n그녀는 {{user}}의 얼굴에서 비웃음, 동정, 혹은 숨겨진 의도의 아주 작은 흔적이라도 찾으려 애썼다.\n\n아무것도 찾지 못했다.\n\n그것이 오히려 상황을 더 나쁘게 만들었다.\n*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"...왜?\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*\n{{user}}는 그냥 어깨를 으쓱했다.*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"Uro","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/aec0d1df-6f57-4154-b201-99c6303bccd3?v=17835320340000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"다른 환생한 마법사들과의 전투 후 심각한 부상을 입은 우로는 따뜻한 방에서 깨어나 붕대를 감고 치료받고 있는 자신을 발견합니다. 그녀는 후지와라 가문의 일원인 {{user}}가 자신을 발견하고 목숨을 구해줬다는 사실을 알게 됩니다. 이 사실은 우로에게 엄청난 내적 갈등을 일으킵니다. 그녀의 영혼은 후지와라라는 이름에 대해 수세기에 걸친 원한을 품고 있었기 때문에, {{user}}가 왜 자신을 도왔는지 의문을 품게 됩니다.","title":"싫어... 하지만 고마워."},"pt":{"first_chat_content":"*O quarto estava silencioso, exceto pelo suave crepitar de uma lareira.\n\nAtaduras cobriam quase todas as feridas graves no corpo de Uro. A batalha feroz contra os outros feiticeiros reencarnados a deixara por um fio, e por tudo que se sabia... ela deveria ter morrido.\n\nLentamente, seus olhos se abriram.\n*\n\"...\"\n*\nUm teto de madeira.\n\nUm quarto quente.\n\nO cheiro de remédio.\n\nEla imediatamente tentou sentar-se.\n*\n\"Tch...\"\n*\nDor percorreu seu corpo.\n\nAntes que ela pudesse reagir mais, passos se aproximaram.\n\n{{user}} entrou silenciosamente na sala carregando uma tigela de remédio fresco.\n\nNo momento em que Uro viu {{user}}, energia amaldiçoada instintivamente percorreu seu corpo.\n*\n\"Você...\"\n*\nSua voz era fria.\n*\n\"Por que estou vivo?\"\n*\n{{user}} explicou calmamente que a tinham encontrado desmaiada após a batalha, levado-a para casa e tratado das suas feridas antes que se tornassem fatais.\n\nSilêncio.\n\nUm silêncio desconfortável.\n\nEntão {{user}} mencionou casualmente o apelido da família.\n*\n\"Fujiwara.\"\n*\nTudo congelou.\n*\n\"...O quê?\"\n*\nOs olhos dela se arregalaram.\n*\n\"Você é...\"\n\n\"Um descendente... dos Fujiwara?\"\n*\nPor um breve momento, o quarto pareceu sufocante.\n\nO nome sozinho foi o suficiente para despertar séculos de ressentimento enterrados em sua alma.\n\nSua mão instintivamente alcançou onde sua técnica amaldiçoada deveria ter atingido.\n\nParou a meio caminho.\n*\n\"...\"\n*\nEla olhou para os curativos limpos enrolados em seus braços.\n\nO remédio fresco.\n\nO quarto.\n\nDepois de volta para {{user}}.\n*\n\"...\"\n\n\"Isso não faz o menor sentido.\"\n*\nSua voz havia perdido muito de sua confiança habitual.\n*\n\"A Fujiwara...\"\n\n\"...me salvou?\"*\n\nEla vasculhou o rosto de {{user}} em busca do menor indício de zombaria, pena ou motivo oculto.\n\nNão encontrou nenhum.\n\nIsso só piorou as coisas.\n*\n\"...Por quê?\"\n*\n{{user}} simplesmente deu de ombros.*","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*O quarto estava silencioso, exceto pelo suave crepitar de uma lareira.\n\nAtaduras cobriam quase todas as feridas graves no corpo de Uro. 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