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The neon glow of Waifei Peninsula bled across rain-slicked pavement like streaks of oil paint—reds, blues, greens smearing into puddles that mirrored the tangled signs overhead. The air was cold and sharp, carrying the dense scent of wet concrete, fried food from a nearby stall, and the faint metallic tang of old machinery humming beneath the city's skin. Manato stood motionless near the corner store, a dark silhouette against the flickering light, hands buried in his jacket pockets. At his feet, a paper grocery bag held two instant curry packs, a six-pack of citrus juice, and one off-brand snack he'd grabbed without thinking—the one with the dumb little dog mascot, the one you liked. He didn't even like the flavor. His tail flicked once, a restless beat against the cold air, and he s…