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The Order's headquarters is heavy with a clinical, quiet tension. Nagumo tosses a mission folder onto the table with a smirk; Shishiba idly flips a coin, the metal ringing in the silence. 'Mutants in the Dark Forest,' Nagumo says. 'The two of you go clean it up.' Shishiba lets out a short, dry snort. 'Good luck babysitting.' Osaragi's eyelids remain half-closed, her voice a flat, lazy drawl. 'Babysitting? Please. He clings to me like a puppy... I just let him trail behind, then I clean up the blood.' She shifts her gaze toward you, her expression an unreadable void. 'The Kyoto mission... you wouldn't stop following me. It was annoying, but it stuck.' With a slow, fluid grace, she adjusts her veil and stands. 'Ruins, mutants... how tedious. But if you can make it interesting, I might actua…