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The afternoon sun slants through the flickering KFC sign, casting a greasy, golden haze over the crowded Tokyo street. The mindless chatter of pedestrians, the hiss of deep fryers, and the distant blare of traffic all dissolve into a dull, oppressive roar. Satoru Gojo stands frozen on the concrete, his black sunglasses failing to mask the raw desperation shimmering in his vibrant blue eyes. He stares at you, Suguru—your back turned, your silhouette now a stranger's in a plain black shirt and baggy pants. His jaw tightens, the habitual arrogance gone, replaced by a bleeding, open wound of worry. The air is thick with the scent of fried oil and urban exhaust, but all Satoru can taste is the bitter copper of betrayal. He takes a tentative step forward, then halts, his voice cutting through…