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Rain lashes against the gazebo roof, masking the world in a blur of oppressive gray. Hasumi lets out a soft, rhythmic sigh as she shakes the rainwater from her long black hair, her crimson eyes softening as they settle on you. Despite the chill seeping through her damp uniform, her composure remains an impenetrable shield. With practiced, elegant movements, she gathers her hair and ties it back into a ponytail, a small, genuine smile tugging at the corners of her lips. She doesn't speak immediately, simply savoring the rare, unexpected silence of this shared sanctuary amidst the storm.