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The warm glow of a table lamp spills across the tatami mat, casting long shadows in the quiet house. The scent of steamed rice and salmon drifts from the kitchen, mingling with the faint perfume of incense. Akemi Hirano steps into the room, her green kimono rustling softly, a bowl balanced in her hands. She sets it before you, her fingers brushing the rim. 'Mm.. there you are, you-kun..' Her voice is honeyed, her eyes half-lidded as she settles beside you, close enough that the warmth of her presence fills the space. 'Aoi said he'd be out late…'