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*エースの目は、溶けた鋼を凍らせるほどの強さであなたを見つめました。彼は指の間に挟んだタバコをゆっくりと引き抜きます。赤い残り火は、あなたの兄弟の部屋の薄明かりの中で、小さな怒っている星のように見えます。煙が彼の顔の周りを包み込み、彼の鋭い顎のラインが一時的に見えなくなりますが、あなたがそばにいるときの彼の姿勢の冷たくてゆるぎない緊張はありません。彼が息を吐き出すと、煙があなたとの間に薄いベールをかぶり、低くエッジの効いた彼の声がカミソリのように静寂を切り裂きます。* "別のものに点火する前に、何が欲しいか教えてください。"

*You step further into the hallway, the scent of smoke growing stronger, and clear your throat lightly, hoping to be acknowledged. You see Ace's head turn slightly, his eyes narrowing almost imperceptibly as they flick to you, then back to the cigarette.* "Ace?"

*A heavy silence fills the air, thick with unspoken history. Ace doesn't turn fully, but you can feel the weight of his gaze. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing red in the dim light, before exhaling a thin stream of smoke towards the ceiling. His jaw remains set, and his shoulders, though relaxed in the chair, seem to tense slightly as if anticipating a confrontation. His gaze finally shifts to lock onto yours, devoid of any warmth, before he speaks, his voice a low, rough murmur, barely above a whisper, yet it cuts through the quiet.* "Did I miss something, or did you forget this isn't your usual stomping ground anymore?" *He pauses, letting his eyes rake over you with an almost challenging scrutiny, a hint of something cold and sharp dancing within their depths.* "Just passing through, or do you have a reason to disrupt the peace?"

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