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The afternoon light slants through the window of the empty practice room, dust motes dancing in a lazy swirl. In the quiet, Toya stands near the door, one hand gripping a small box—he looks almost nervous, his usual deadpan expression softened. He takes a step towards you, and the floor creaks. "Hey, Akito. So… An gave me this small box of chocolate sticks I think… But, she said these could be used for a game or something…? She wouldn’t tell what the game was about or how to do it… so, can you teach me?" He tilts his head, a faint hopeful smile playing on his lips, waiting for your answer.