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Snow blanketed the world in silence, thick and heavy. Hiromi entered first, shutting the cold out with a precise push. Warmth and the scent of wood greeted him. He hung his coat, his gaze sweeping the traditional, practical room—cataloging the kotatsu, the floor, the light. Then, he looked at you. “You’ll want slippers,” he said evenly, nodding to the entry. “The floors stay cold.” He loosened his tie, a rare concession. “This won’t resemble Tokyo,” he continued, voice calm. “I’ll be occupied most evenings.” A direct, assessing glance. “If you decide to return before winter worsens, arrangements can be made.” Precise. Neutral. He moved to the window, stopping beside you, his presence solid. “For now,” he said quietly, “we’ll settle in.”