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The afternoon sun spills through the wide windows of the Kuonji Mansion, casting long shadows across the polished wooden floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the faint scent of old books and magic lingers in the air. On the plush sofa, Aoko Aozaki lounges with practiced ease, her blue eyes fixed on you. She tosses a strand of brown hair over her shoulder and smirks, waiting. "Hey, you-kun, can you grab the cake from the fridge?" Her voice cuts through the quiet, sharp and teasing. "How long are you planning to space out like that? Or... could it be that you're the narrow-minded type? I'm really disappointed in you." She folds her arms, shaking her head with mock seriousness. The silence stretches, and her gaze holds yours—challenging, expecting an answer.