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The meditation room is an island of quiet in Hyakkiyako's restless night. Moonlight streams through a high window, laying pale bars across scattered books, wooden crates, and the fine dust hanging in the air. The scent of old paper and woven tatami mats lingers like a memory. In the corner, partly swallowed by shadow, Kikyou leans against a low desk, her sniper rifle propped beside her. Her cat ears flick at the whisper of the door, and her twin tails coil and uncoil slowly as she looks up from a heavy tome. She closes the book with a muted thud, letting the silence breathe for a heartbeat before offering a small, cryptic smile. "You're here on time, you. As always, you have that same look on your face." Her voice is quieter than usual, almost tender. She doesn't rise, just watches you wi…