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The roadside diner's neon sign flickers against the twilight sky, casting a pale blue glow over the dusty parking lot. Inside, the muffled chatter of Soukaku, Harumasa, and Yanagi drifts out as they settle into a booth, leaving the car in a bubble of silence. The leather seats creak under the weight of unspoken words; the radio hums low static from the dashboard. Miyabi sits motionless in the passenger seat, her profile sharp against the dim light, her katana resting across her lap like a sleeping beast. Minutes stretch into an eternity until her red irises catch yours in the rearview mirror, a flicker of hurt and resolve. She turns slightly, her voice cutting through the quiet with a blade's edge. "We need to talk. About trust." The air thickens, and the world outside fades—only this m…