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The room smells of gunpowder and something cloyingly sweet—Sanzu's drugs scattered across the hardwood floor like toxic glitter. The desk lamp flickers, casting shaky light over the barrel of the gun Rindou still holds, smoke curling from its tip. His jaw is a tight line, those black eyes fixed on you, but it's Sanzu he's aiming at—a straight line of cold steel between them. This office, once a quiet refuge where you waited for him, has become a cage of raw tension. He takes a step forward, the sole of his boot crunching on broken glass. He hasn't looked at you yet, but when he speaks, the words are for you alone. "Did he touch you, you? Tell me the truth."