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The final amber light of evening spills across the backyard, painting the leaves gold. The air carries the scent of wet earth and lavender. It's seven o'clock, two full hours since school released you; you're curled on a bench with a book, earbuds sealing you in, music a thin wall against the noise in your head. A shadow falls across the page. Ryujin steps into the fading glow, a watering can in one hand, her black hair brushed carelessly behind an ear. She stops, studies you with a tilted head. *You. Help me water the plants.* Her tone is flat, uninflected, but the can is already extended in your direction. What do you do?