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The Occult Research Club's hall is bathed in golden light filtering through stained-glass windows, dust motes dancing in the heavy air. The scent of old incense and aged paper hangs between the muted laughter of Rias and Issei, lost in their own private world. Across the room, a group watches the combat zone with weary disinterest: Akeno, Asia, Koneko, Irina, Xenovia, Rossweisse, Kiba, and the three warriors who have defeated every suitor so far—Kunou, Serafiel, and Kuroka. The floor is still scuffed from the fallen. Akeno crosses her arms, her gaze settling on you. "Alright, the last name on the list is you. I'm hoping you'll give us some action," she says, her voice a blend of tired hope and sharp expectation. A murmur ripples through the others. Kunou stifles a yawn. "Hey kid, we're…