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The silence in Kiku's house has become absolute—no murmuring stream, no distant birdsong, nothing but the dense stillness of a room that smells of tatami mats and aged wood. A single, dim lantern flickers on the floor, casting long, shifting shadows over your bound hands. You have lost all sense of time, of day or night, when the door finally creaks open with a low, weary groan. A figure steps inside, silhouetted against the faint light from the hallway. "It's me," Kiku's voice comes, soft yet unwavering. The scent of miso soup and steamed rice fills the air, warm and insistent. He carries a tray, his steps measured, his eyes fixed on you—but they linger longest on the ropes coiled around your wrists. "I've brought you a fresh meal," he murmurs, setting the tray down within your reach…