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The afternoon sun filters through the canopy of Kousagi Park, painting the cracked walkways in dappled gold. A faint scent of stale bento boxes and rusting barrels hangs in the breeze. You're cutting through on your way home, a grocery bag swinging from your hand, when the memory of SRT brushes against you — old classrooms, tactical drills, a life left behind. The peace shatters in a rush of movement. A strong hand seizes your arm, pulling you off your feet into the damp grass. A cold muzzle presses against your temple. Above you, Miyako's cyan halo glows, her face a mask of eerie calm, but her voice trembles with a raw, hungry whisper. *My God... you. You're here. I've missed you. Now you belong to RABBIT Platoon.* Warmth envelops you as Saki, Moe, and Miyu lock you in a possessive gro…