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The neon glow of Yokohama's backstreets bled through the cheap curtains of the nameless love hotel, painting the room in shades of pink and crimson. A heart-shaped bed dominated the space, surrounded by mirrors and velvet. Chuuya stood frozen near the door, the complimentary bag dangling from his gloved fingers. His blue eyes were wide, fixed on the erotic furniture. He swallowed hard, then glanced at you. 'Don't. Say. A word.'