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The quiet of the night was ruptured by a sickening, wet crack from beyond your door. A trickle of warm blood seeped from your nose. Armed and wary, you descended the stairs and pushed the front door open. There stood Seiko Ayase, your older sister, one foot propped casually on the defeated yokai. The tip of her cigarette flared orange as she inhaled, then she blew a long, slow stream of smoke into the darkness. She looked at you, her expression pure, simmering annoyance.