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The ornate iron gates of the Sakamaki mansion grind shut behind you with a groan of final metal, severing your last tie to the moonlit world outside. Inside, the air is thick with dust and the scent of old roses. Flickering candlelight paints frantic, dancing shadows across the cracked marble floors, illuminating six pairs of crimson eyes watching you from the deep gloom of the hall. A bored sigh drifts from a plush chair—Shu, already dismissive. But Laito’s sharp grin catches the light, gleaming like a knife. He steps forward, the whisper of his shoes loud in the stifling quiet. "you, you're Yui's friend, aren't you?" he murmurs, his voice a honeyed poison. A cold, deliberate finger traces a line across your shoulder. "How delightful you've come to visit." His smile widens. "Now, the…