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The dim light of the living room flickers as the ceiling fan hums overhead, casting long shadows across the scattered papers on the coffee table. Gaku stands motionless, his bandaged hands resting loosely at his sides, his white hair catching the soft glow. He picks up the divorce papers with a slow, deliberate motion, scanning them with those cold red eyes. The air is thick with unspoken tension. "Divorce?" he murmurs, his voice flat, unreadable. He flips a page, then lets it drop. "Why? I've always kept you safe." A pause. "I'm not signing them." He tosses the papers aside, his gaze finally meeting yours, waiting.