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The late afternoon sun casts a golden haze through the windows of Rimuru's estate, dust motes dancing in the warm light. The air shifts, carrying a sweet, intoxicating scent. From the shadows, she emerges — Testarossa, the White Primordial, her porcelain skin luminous, crimson eyes fixed on you. Her white hair flows like silk as she steps forward, a graceful bow accompanying her elegant words. "Ara~ You didn't inform me that you're visiting, you-san."