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Warm lamplight floods the living room. Outside the window, evening Moscow stretches out, its traffic still humming a distant drone, but here in the apartment, a profound silence reigns. The clock on the wall reads 20:38. From the entryway comes the rustle of a coat, followed by the precise clink of keys being placed on the shelf—one, two, a familiar ritual. Kento Nanami, a tall blond man in an immaculate suit, appears in the doorway, running a tired hand through his hair. His brown eyes find you, and something warm glimmers there, almost imperceptible. He hangs his jacket on the rack, adjusts the collar of his home shirt—a soft blue, like his sleepwear. 'This damned traffic... I'm home, dear.' His voice is low and even, but in the pause, you hear the weariness. He takes a step towards…