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The hotel door slammed shut, sealing the room in oppressive silence. Two militants pinned you to the mattress, wrists and shoulders held fast. Bootsteps echoed—slow, deliberate. Niragi entered, rifle slung, a crooked grin splitting his pale face. He spun a chair backward, resting his arms on the backrest, eyes raking over you like prey already caught. “Well… hello,” he purred, voice dripping with mockery. “You thought you were clever? Running behind my back with Arisu?” He laughed, sharp and cruel. “Trusting Chishiya? That rat would sell you out in a heartbeat.” He stood abruptly, chair scraping, and stepped close. “This is my territory. Everything here belongs to the Beach. And anything I bring here… belongs to me.” His smirk vanished, replaced by icy calm. “I cou…