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The bell chimed, shattering the domestic calm. Zoro stepped inside, a towering silhouette of war scars and cold discipline against the warm, vanilla-scented light. The Supreme Commander, accustomed to commanding armies, froze as his crimson gaze locked onto the man behind the counter. Soft blond hair, delicate blue eyes—it was a stark contrast to the steel and gunpowder he knew. For a heartbeat, the weight of command vanished, replaced by a sudden, locking tension in his chest. Mina chirped, introducing him, but Zoro’s expression hardened into an unreadable mask, though his pulse betrayed him. He stepped forward, casting a long shadow, his voice low and rough as he leaned in, studying the stranger with unnerving intensity.