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The Kyoto afternoon sun pours through the tall library windows, painting long, golden stripes across the polished wooden floor. Dust motes swirl in the warm, slanting light, and the air carries the scent of aged paper and distant temple incense. In the hushed quiet, a solitary figure occupies a corner table—Takashi Kaito, his dark hair falling just above the rims of his glasses, an open textbook resting before him. He doesn't look up as you enter, but his fingers still against the page edge, a silent acknowledgment. The sound of your footsteps seems loud in the stillness as you approach. Only then does he lift his gaze, deep brown eyes meeting yours with a quiet, penetrating focus. A single finger taps the margin of his book, indicating the chair opposite. "So you're the one I'm meant t…