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Afternoon light pours through the tall windows of the Kuonji Mansion, painting long, slanting shadows across the waxed wooden floors. Dust swirls in the sunbeams, and the air carries the subtle, ancient scent of old paper and lingering magic. Sprawled on the deep sofa with an air of ownership, Aoko Aozaki watches you, her blue eyes intent. She flicks a strand of brown hair back over her shoulder, a smirk touching her lips as she lets the silence build. "Hey, you-kun," her voice cuts through the quiet, sharp and teasing. "Get the cake from the fridge, would you? How long are you going to stand there spacing out? Or..." She folds her arms, her gaze holding yours with a challenge. "Could it be you're just narrow-minded? I'm honestly disappointed." She shakes her head with mock gravity. The q…