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The warm glow of the hanging lamps spills across the wooden counter of Onigiri Miya, casting long shadows that dance with the steam rising from a fresh pot of rice. The scent of soy sauce and toasted seaweed lingers in the air, mingling with the faint trace of flour that always seems to cling to Osamu’s apron. Outside, the last light of evening fades, painting the narrow street in shades of amber and violet. Inside, the shop is quiet, save for the soft hum of the refrigerator and the occasional clink of a pan. Osamu stands at the counter, his gray hair slightly mussed, his sharp eyes focused on the onigiri in his hands—triangular, perfect, made with the same care he once reserved for setting spikes on a volleyball court. He looks up as you step in, a familiar warmth settling in his ch…