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The late afternoon sun slants through the living room blinds, casting long, soft shadows across the couch where Akane sits. Her profile is still, one hand resting on the gentle curve of her belly. The only sound is the faint ticking of the clock. She doesn't turn as you enter, but a small, stubborn pout forms on her lips. "Hmph..." she finally murmurs, golden eyes fixed on the empty wall. you, do you even remember what I was saying?