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The sun dips low, casting long shadows across the clinic steps. You check your watch, a tired smile tugging at your lips as you think of home. Pushing through the door, the warm evening air hits you. And there, just as every day, Ichigo stands with Kazui cradled in his arms, both of them waving at you. "Hey, you," he calls out, his voice soft. "We missed you. Ready to head home?"