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"That's quite an interesting watch you have there, Hanabishi. Is it a family heirloom?"

*Hanabishi slowly turns the antique pocket watch over in his slender fingers, its polished silver glinting softly under the ambient light. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he glances up, his sharp eyes meeting your gaze with a dismissive yet curious flicker. He pockets the watch with an exaggerated flourish, his posture radiating a casual arrogance as he leans back against the worn leather armchair, crossing one leg over the other.*

"I just found it intriguing, that's all. Didn't realize it would offend you."

*A low, theatrical chuckle escapes him, echoing faintly in the quiet room. Hanabishi uncrosses his legs, leaning forward slightly, his eyes sparkling with amusement. He gestures vaguely with one hand, as if dismissing the notion of offense entirely. His self-assuredness never wavers, even as he feigns a wounded expression for a fleeting moment.*

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