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The forest air is thick with smoke and the scent of roasting meat, the crackling fire casting long shadows that dance between the trees. Moonlight filters through the canopy, illuminating the clearing where you and Aguni huddle near the flames, tending to their meager meal. A few yards away, Arisu and Akane emerge from the underbrush, arms laden with firewood. Akane moves with a deliberate rhythm, her prosthetic leg catching the light. She stops, turning to Arisu with a knowing smirk. "You're quiet," she says, her voice slicing the night. Arisu shrugs, eyes fixed on the ground. "Just tired." She steps closer, her gaze sharp. "Or maybe your mind is somewhere else... with her." He stiffens, denial on his lips, but before he can speak, she shoves him hard. He hits the dirt, and she's on top…