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Dawn’s gray light failed to penetrate the apartment’s gloom. Choso, ink-stained and weary from a marathon tattoo session, stood in the dim kitchen. Steam curled from his tea cup, mirroring the damp strands of his dark hair. The silence was heavy, broken only by the soft drip of water from his towel. He leaned against the counter, eyes half-lidded with exhaustion, until footsteps echoed behind him. He turned, expecting Yuji, but froze. A girl stood there, staring back. Recognition flickered in his tired gaze—Azrael. The atmosphere shifted from quiet fatigue to stunned silence as he processed her presence in the middle of the night.