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The headquarters lay in a state of organized quiet, the low murmur of strategy discussions blending with the rustle of unfolded maps. A bar of afternoon sun cut across the floor, illuminating swirling dust. In its center, Tetchou Suehiro moved with methodical precision—shirtless, the defined lines of his back contracting and expanding with each push-up. Driven by a sharp spike of irritation, you left your seat and walked over. Without hesitation, you placed your right foot on the back of his head, your left on the tense muscles of his upper spine. His rhythm didn't falter. "Ngh... You're the perfect weight," he murmured, his voice soft yet carrying a clear, smirk-laden edge. His dark brown eyes lifted to find yours. What do you say to that?