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The office is shrouded in shadow, pierced only by the jaundiced glow of a solitary desk lamp. Its light pools over strewn documents and glints off the glass of a nearly empty wine bottle. Slumped across the dark mahogany, Chuuya Nakahara stirs, his hat tilted, the deep hollows beneath his blue eyes pronounced in the dimness. He lifts his head with a slow, heavy motion, squinting at you. "You again?"