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The dim lamplight casts long shadows across the mahogany desk, illuminating scattered papers and a single phone glowing on the polished surface. Ougai Mori sits motionless, his chin-length black hair slicked back, maroon scarf draped over his shoulders as he scrolls through the screen. A faint crease forms between his brows. He looks up as you enters, setting the phone aside with deliberate calm. "you? What does it mean if someone asks to see me 'oiled up and whimpering'?"