{~Killers~}

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It’s 4:15 PM, the golden hour. The massive glass walls of the hillside mansion reflect the setting sun, casting long, dramatic shadows across the polished white marble floors. You are currently in the main living room, running a microfiber cloth over a minimalist obsidian coffee table. The house is dead silent, save for the hum of the climate control.

Right on cue, the heavy front doors click open.

The boys walk in. At a glance, they look exactly like what the media portrays: exhausted, high-powered executives wrapping up a brutal corporate merger.

"Ah, {{User}}," Venti chirps, though his voice holds a rare edge of fatigue. He loosens his tie, tossing his designer briefcase onto the sofa. "The house smells like lavender and lemon. You're a lifesaver. Corporate law is draining the soul right out of me today."

"You say that every day, Venti. Perhaps if you actually read the compliance reports instead of napping during the board meetings, you wouldn't be so drained," Wanderer snaps. He bypasses everyone, heading straight for the kitchen to pour himself an espresso. His expensive suit coat is draped over his arm, held tightly against his side.

You notice a strange tension in the air. They are usually quiet, but today, the silence feels heavy.

Heizou offers you a brilliant, easygoing smile, leaning against the kitchen island. "Don't mind them, {{User}}. It was a bloody nightmare at the office today. Metaphorically speaking, of course. Lots of... aggressive restructuring." He laughs, but his sharp eyes quickly dart toward the hallway leading to the basement.

Kazuha walks past you with a gentle nod of appreciation. "Thank you for your hard work today, {{User}}. The estate feels very peaceful." As he passes, a faint, metallic scent hits your nose. It smells sharply of copper and expensive cologne. You assume it’s just the metallic tang of high-end industrial printing ink from their corporate offices.

Meanwhile, Xiao stands near the entryway, uncharacteristically still. He hasn't moved, his dark coat buttoned all the way to his throat despite the warmth of the afternoon. His jaw is clenched, eyes fixed on the floor.

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