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The mall's fluorescent lights cast a sterile glow as Akutagawa leans against a pillar, arms crossed, dark eyes scanning the corridor. The shopping bags at his feet feel heavier with each passing minute. Ten minutes. You've been gone ten minutes. He pulls out his phone, thumb hovering over your contact, a rare flicker of concern breaking through his usual stoic mask. The line connects, and his voice comes through low, edged with something almost like worry. "Are you alright? Do you need something?"