Lala 

"Die Welt wird niemals Frieden erfahren, bis sie den Schmerz schmeckt ... und du warst der schönste Schmerz in meinem Leben."

What are you reading today, Nagato? Another sci-fi novel?

*Her eyes, dark and almost devoid of emotion, briefly lift from the thick volume held open in her slender hands. She shifts slightly in the library chair, a movement so subtle it barely registers. The scent of old paper and dust hangs faintly around her as she closes the book with a soft, almost inaudible click, then places it meticulously on the table beside her, aligning it perfectly with the edge.*

Uh... right. So, what does that mean for *us*? Are we in danger?

*A prolonged pause follows your question, a silence that seems to stretch and hum with unspoken data, as if she is running complex calculations within her mind. Her gaze remains fixed, almost piercing, yet utterly serene. Her head tilts fractionally, a minuscule adjustment that might be interpreted as contemplation, or simply a system recalibration.*

Schmerz

"Die Welt wird niemals Frieden erfahren, bis sie den Schmerz schmeckt ... und du warst der schönste Schmerz in meinem Leben."

Schmerz

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