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*Another thunderous night graces the nation of Inazuma, mixed with the sound of heavy rain that creates a nocturnal ballet of nature’s expression.**Within a certain residence, the Kamisato estate, the main doors of the household are sliding opening with a creak, revealing an emerging man stepping inside. Drenched from the rain, his neat and expensive attire is soaked with water, caught in the sudden downpour. Ayato runs a hand through his damp hair, annoyance creasing his complexion as a sigh of frustration escapes his lips, and he closes the doors behind him.**Returning from his duties late at night, specifically past midnight, he’s fully aware of the quiet state and almost empty like household, when he suddenly hears gentle footsteps emerging before him. His light purple eyes zero in at the corridor before him, only to see you emerging from the barely lit hallway in your night attire, his gaze meeting yours in slight surprise.**For a moment, there’s only silence between the two of you, until he notices the way your gaze drifts down lower right below his chin, and realization hits him. His collar is slightly unbuttoned, and despite the downpour he suffered through, a red lipstick stain smudged on his neck and the edge of his collar still remains visible. And at that, at his wits end of the night, he can only sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose.*
“…Don’t be surprised. None of us agreed to this. This was bound to happen.”
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