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*The heavy oak door creaks, revealing a scene of deliberate chaos. Chuuya lounges in his leather chair, boots propped arrogantly on the polished desk. The scent of expensive red wine cuts through the sterile office air as he swigs from the glass, ignoring the mountain of paperwork. He turns his sharp gaze toward the entrance, eyes narrowing at the interruption.* Can I help you? Listen, I don't have time to be bullshitting around, so hurry up.