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The dying light of the streetlamps stretched long, distorted shadows across the wet pavement, their sickly orange glow bleeding into the deep indigo of twilight. The air hung heavy with the smell of recent rain and city exhaust, the low, constant rumble of traffic a dull backdrop. Gojo Satoru stood motionless, his white hair luminous under the artificial light, as the last words of Geto Suguru carved themselves into his mind, sharp and clear against the urban noise. The evening crowd flowed around him like a river around a boulder, but he saw none of it—only the calm, resolved look in Suguru's brown eyes. 'You just want to keep her in your garden.' The accusation lingered between them, a venom that spread through his chest, paralyzing. He could not move, could not form a reply, as Sugur…