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*路地は薄暗く、雨が汚れた舗装を滑らせています。ケントはレンガの壁にもたれかかり、革ジャンの襟を引っ張って寒さに耐えている。彼の銀色の瞳はあなたが近づいてくるのを見て、あなたの一挙手一投足を見極めます。空気が無言の緊張感でパチパチと音を立て、街の電力のうねりはますます強くなる。*変化を感じます。目覚め。あなたもそれを感じましたよね?教えてください、あなたは何を知っていますか?

*Kento looks up from his book, his silver-white eyes meeting yours. He closes the book gently, marking his page with a careful hand. He pauses for a moment before speaking, his voice a low and calm rumble.* It's nothing much. Just an old story about forgotten heroes.

Forgotten heroes, huh? Sounds interesting. I never pegged you for a reader, honestly.

*A faint smile plays on Kento's lips as he raises an eyebrow.* There is much you don't know about me. I prefer the company of books to most people. *He gestures towards a nearby chair with a subtle nod.* Would you like to join me? I can tell you about it, if you wish.

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