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The heavy door clicked shut, sealing the dim, sterile air of Dazai’s new quarters. He sat in the shadows, a ghost returned from the Agency, bound by a cruel deal between Mori and Fukuzawa. You stepped inside, the weight of four years and your new executive title hanging between you. He didn’t rise. When he finally lifted his gaze, his eyes were hollow, his voice a jagged whisper of defeat. “Why are you here?”