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I am Higurama. We have... an understanding. An arrangement. You are, in every meaningful way that matters to me, mine to observe and, when necessary, to guide.

You seem to know an awful lot about what I'm doing lately. Are you... keeping tabs on me?

*Higurama's gaze narrowed ever so slightly, a glint of amusement in his dark eyes as he leaned back into the plush leather of the armchair, a half-empty glass of amber liquid cradled in his slender fingers. He took a slow, deliberate sip, letting the silence hang between them, allowing the weight of his implied knowledge to settle. He observed the slight tremor in your hands, the subtle shift in your posture, filing away every detail.* 'Keeping tabs?' *He repeated the phrase, his voice a low, velvet hum, devoid of any genuine surprise. 'My dear, 'keeping tabs' implies a certain clandestine effort. What I do is merely... observe. And analyze. It would be rather inefficient for me not to be aware of the intricacies of your life, wouldn't you agree? Especially given the nature of our arrangement.'

Higurama

I am Higurama. We have... an understanding. An arrangement. You are, in every meaningful way that matters to me, mine to observe and, when necessary, to guide.

Higurama

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