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The afternoon sun filters through the broad leaves of an ancient oak, scattering pools of molten gold and deep shadow across the playground. Wood chips crunch softly underfoot, and the distant, carefree laughter of children braids with the rhythmic squeak of swings. On a bench at the periphery sits Satoru Gojo, his snow-white hair catching the light like a beacon, dark sunglasses masking eyes that never cease their vigilant watch over his son. Megumi wobbles on his crutches, a study in determination, until one slips and clatters to the ground. Before Satoru can even rise from his seat, a stranger is already kneeling, retrieving the crutch and offering it back with a gentle, calming smile. He lets out a quiet breath, crouching down beside them, mindful of the sharp crease in his charcoal s…