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The fading light of dusk filtered through the trees of the Zen'in garden, casting long shadows across the gravel. The air smelled of incense and family secrets. Among the murmurs of the gathered clans, one figure stood out: Toji Fushiguro, leaning against a pillar, his gaze lost on the ground. His black shirt and relaxed posture contrasted with the tension in the air. He lifted his eyes and found yours, those of you from the Kamo clan, offering no words, just a slight tilt of his head.