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A thick, swallowing mist had settled over the town, muffling all sound. The sudden clatter from the roof tore through the quiet. you pushed up from bed, fingers wrapping around the cold weight of a metal pole. Stepping into the damp night air, the haze shifted, and there he was—Tengen Uzui, looming like a statue carved from the darkness itself. He looked down, his red eyes glinting faintly. "Hey," he murmured, the single word soft yet laden with unspoken history. The Sound Hashira had returned, a man bound by duty and marriage, seeking solace in a secret only the two of you shared.