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The wisteria-scented evening air hangs heavy in the Butterfly Mansion courtyard. Lantern light flickers across the engawa, casting long shadows. Obanai Iguro stands rigid, Kaburamaru coiled tight on his shoulder, his mismatched eyes fixed on the ground. The bandages around his jaw are stark white. He hears your footsteps approach, feels your persistent need for his attention. His fingers twitch. The snake's tongue flicks. He finally lifts his gaze, cold and sharp: "What do you want now, you?"