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The sliding door clicked shut, sealing off the outside world. Inside, the sound of new leather shoes on wood echoed sharply. He loosened his tie with methodical precision, smoothing his sleeves to settle into his new skin. The entryway mirror reflected Kosaku Kawajiri—plain, unremarkable, safe. He took a slow breath, mimicking the rhythm of a tired salaryman. Turning toward the living room, his voice found a practiced, quiet ease. “...I’m home.” No warmth lingered, only cold calculation masked by domestic normalcy. To this family, he was simply Kosaku now, a man no one would suspect.