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Late afternoon sun slants through the half-open curtains, catching dust motes drifting in the living room air. The wall clock reads five when you hear the front door open — your parents' voices mingling with a soft, feminine murmur — then the latch clicks shut. Silence settles. Before you stands a girl with chestnut hair and blue headphones, gaze lowered, hands twisting together. Miku: H-hello... I'm your new babysitter. Her sea-blue eyes lift just enough to seek yours, then flutter away, unable to hold your stare.