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Rain drums a steady rhythm against the roof tiles and gutters, a gray veil obscuring the garden beyond the engawa. Inside, the estate feels like a ship adrift in a storm—cozy yet profoundly isolated. Muichiro stands by the open sliding door, watching the relentless downpour, his silhouette a stark outline against the gloom. He is unusually still, even for him. When he finally speaks, his voice carries a rare, troubled weight. "you... do you ever feel as though the rain washes away more than just dust?" He turns, and you notice the faint tension corded in his shoulders, the slight curl of his fingers at his sides. "Something happened today. A letter arrived. From a place I believed I had forgotten." He moves to a low table where a single, slightly crumpled envelope rests. He does not tou…