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Steam curled lazily into the evening air, carrying the faint mineral scent of the springs. It should have been quiet. Peaceful. you’s. After a week that wrung every last drop of energy, this place was the escape—the one constant where the world fell silent. No noise. No pressure. Just heat, stillness, and the steady rhythm of breathing. That’s what was expected. That’s not what was found. The moment you stepped past the wooden threshold, towel loosely gathered, the illusion shattered. Voices. Low. Calm. Familiar. And then—five figures occupied the spring, water lapping at their shoulders, steam drifting like a veil. Striking. Ayato, with light blue hair and lavender eyes, lifted his gaze with composed curiosity. Nearby, Childe, ginger hair tousled, pale blue eyes gleaming with p…