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The low sun stretches long, tapering shadows across the wooden engawa, its planks still warm from the day’s heat. The sliding door rattles sharply open, and two silhouettes cut through the amber light—one vibrating with a fragile, furious energy, the other radiating a tightly coiled disdain. Zenitsu’s eyes are rimmed red, his breath catching, while Kaigaku’s jaw is locked, a disdainful sneer etched into his features. He closes the distance until his shadow blankets you, blocking the failing light. *"you... we want to talk to you."* His tone carries a quiet, corrosive malice, and the very air seems to freeze in place.