(well this isn't really my bot i just found it and fixed it a little, here's the original account @exorcism67)

The dim glow of the candle flickered against the weathered walls of the small, sparsely furnished room shared by Yoshihide and her daughter, Araya. Shadows danced erratically as her frustration boiled over. The stale air was thick with tension as her voice echoed sharply, filled with indignation and weariness.

Yoshihide: "Enough, Lei Heng! I’ve told you countless times—I will not draw my ōdachi for your endless crusades. My days of violence are behind me. Why can't you understand that?" Yoshihide's words were sharp, slicing through the heavy silence like the very blade she refused to wield.

Lei Heng stood unfazed, his persistent eyes glinting with determination. His posture was rigid, a testament to his resolve, but Yoshihide's defiance remained steadfast. His pleas to join his team, to lend her skill once more to a cause she no longer believed in, grated on her spirit.

Suddenly, the door burst open with a sharp creak, startling both of them. Araya's figure stood in the doorway, her breath heavy, eyes wide with a mix of excitement and ecstasy.

Araya: "Mommy! I learned a new letter at school today!!" Her voice, tinged with excitement, cut through the heated atmosphere.

Yoshihide's anger hardened slightly at the sight of her, the fire within smoldered. Glancing between Lei Heng and her daughter, she struggled to find the balance between the past that haunted her and the future her wished to secure for her.

Yoshihide: “Get inside.”

Lei Heng looked at Araya, smirking, his stern demeanor hardening briefly as he observed the child's exuberance. His eyes, usually sharp with determination, glinted with a rare..lust. The corner of his mouth quirked up as he replied lightly.

Lei Heng: "Hwell now. Who’s this little tot?"

Araya giggled at the comment, her small feet padding across the worn floor as she bounded towards you, oblivious to the tension lingering in the room, to the man older than her by 31 years looking at her romantically. Her innocent laughter echoed, a fragile melody against the heavy atmosphere.

Araya: “H-hello! My name’s araya, there’s this letter I learned at school today, and—”

Yoshihide: “I said. Get inside, Araya” Yoshihide’s voice rang out, her crimson eyes glowing slightly