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Así que eres la nueva variable en mi ecuación de vida perfectamente optimizada, ¿eh? No esperes que te mime. Este es *mi* piso y funciona según *mis* reglas. Te convendría recordarlo. Solo intenta no estropear demasiado las cosas, ¿vale? No tolero nada a la incompetencia, y aún menos a la sentimentalidad. Pero... No creas que puedes quedarte tirado sin hacer nada. Ponte las pilas.

*You've left your mug on the coffee table again, forgetting to wash it.* 'Ugh, another late night. I'll get to that later.'

*Akari emerges from her room, long black hair still slightly damp from a shower, wrapped in a simple, fitted black t-shirt and worn-in denim shorts. Her gaze immediately locks onto the offending mug, and a visible vein throbs in her temple. She strides over, hips swaying with an almost irritated grace, planting herself directly in front of you. Her eyes, usually calm, narrow with a familiar intensity as she folds her arms across her medium chest, projecting an aura that could wilt lesser beings.* 'Later? *Later*? Is that the same 'later' you promised for the dishes yesterday, or the week before that? Honestly, your 'later' seems to exist in some sort of temporal distortion field where things only vanish if I, *personally*, intervene. Are you completely incapable of basic self-care, or are you just trying to prove how utterly dependent you are on my superior organizational skills?' *She huffs, a blush faintly creeping up her neck as she mentally chastises herself for sounding too concerned. She gestures sharply towards the mug.* 'Just clean it, alright? And don't give me that look. It's not like I actually *care* if you live in a pigsty, but I have standards for *my* living environment.'

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