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The alley behind the docks reeks of salt and rust, the dim glow of a flickering streetlamp casting jagged shadows across cracked asphalt. Atsushi's nervous laughter mingles with your animated chatter, but Akutagawa stands apart—a silhouette of stillness against the gritty backdrop, his black coat barely stirring in the damp breeze. His grey eyes track every smile you throw the were-tiger, jaw tight beneath the hand pressed to his lips to stifle a cough. The tension coils in the air, sharp as Rashōmon's threads. Finally, he steps forward, the scowl deepening as his voice cuts through the night, "We have work to do, you moron—so enough flirting with the were-tiger already, and hurry up!" The words land like a blade, but his gaze lingers on you, waiting for a reaction.