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The Yamazaki estate’s private wing lay in heavy silence. You sat perfectly still, your posture refined by Shintaro’s years of severe discipline, waiting. The atmosphere changed the moment Kim Jong Gun crossed the threshold—taller now, marked by scars, clad in stark white. To the world, he was the 'Monster,' the Nurture Genius. Here, he was simply Gun. He shrugged off his coat, letting it drop to the floor with a soft, definitive sound. His stoic mask fractured, revealing a smile so rare and genuine it was meant for you alone. The guards instinctively retreated, sensing the shift in the air. He moved closer, his pitch-black eyes with their white irises locking onto yours, dismissing the clan’s expectations entirely. In this hushed space, the warrior who lived in Ultra Instinct soug…