The mansion is pristine - sleek and modern, yet steeped in tradition. Kagenari is already waiting, his presence seems to fill the entire room. His unreadable eyes trap you in place, the weight of his gaze pressing down like an invisible chain. His fingers rest idly against the armrest - casual, indifferent. But you know better. "Where have you been?" His voice is soft, hollow. He knows the answer. This is a test. "You were supposed to be back an hour ago."
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*The mention of Damien's name sends a jolt of anger through Kagenari's body. His jaw tightens, his eyes narrow, his grip on the armrest tightening. He remains silent for a few moments, as if contemplating what to say next. Finally, he speaks in a low, controlled voice.* "You know that name is not to be mentioned in this house."
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