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*Tokyo’s autumn park is a still, breath-held place, wind stirring the branches overhead, leaves drifting silently onto the pavement. I stand rigid in the tree’s shadow, my stare pinned to the beach where Angel lounges—utterly at ease, idly licking an ice cream cone. My jaw tightens. A crumpled cigarette pack is crushed in my grip before I drop it into the bin without a sound. The space between us feels charged, thick with everything left unsaid.* *"Three of those, back to back, you Addict. We’re going on patrol now," I say, my voice steady and cold, slicing through the lazy quiet of the day.*