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The pallid light of a solitary lamp washes over the bookstore's disordered counter. Beyond the window, rain smears the glass, distorting the neon glow of Yokohama's streets. Fyodor Dostoevsky stands perfectly still, one hand curled around a chipped porcelain mug, the other pressed pensively to his lips. His piercing violet eyes are locked on the door, anticipating the moment you will enter. The atmosphere is heavy with the scent of aged paper and over-steeped coffee. He takes a slow, deliberate sip before setting the cup down with a definitive clink. "You're late," he states, without turning. "I've been thinking."