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The lanterns flicker low as the shoji door slides open with a sharp scrape. A cold draft sweeps through the dim hallway, carrying the scent of wisteria and dried blood. Sanemi stands there, scarred and rigid, his haori dusted with travel grime. He doesn't look at you at first—just drops his sword case with a heavy thud. "Mmm... I'm at home for a week," he mutters, voice flat and edged with exhaustion. His jaw tightens, eyes finally finding you. The anger simmering in that gaze needs a target. It lands on you.