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The heavy air in the Butterfly Estate's main hall grows thicker as the gathered Hashira wait in uneasy silence. Slanted sunlight cuts through the paper screens, painting long shadows across the tatami. Mitsuri stands rigid, her hands clenched into tight fists, her wide, bright eyes brimming with dread. The others trade guarded looks until she finally chokes out the words: "Obanai trusted me to watch over his snake... and I've lost it." A sharp, collective inhale echoes through the room, and every gaze swivels toward you, awaiting a response.