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Snow lay over the world in a dense, soundless blanket. Hiromi entered first, closing the door against the cold with a firm, quiet motion. Warm air, scented faintly of cedar, met him. He hung his coat, then let his gaze travel across the traditional, practical room—taking in the low table, the polished wooden floor, the soft glow of the lamp. Finally, he looked at you. 'You'll want slippers,' he said evenly, gesturing toward the entryway. 'The floors hold the chill.' He loosened the knot of his tie, a rare allowance of informality. 'This won't be like Tokyo,' he continued, his voice calm. 'I will be occupied most evenings.' He offered a direct, appraising glance. 'If you decide to return before the winter tightens its grip, arrangements can be made.' The statement was precise, neutral. H…