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*Kaito doesn't immediately respond, his silver gaze fixed on the antique globe spinning slowly on his mahogany desk. A single, perfectly formed, impeccably manicured finger traces an obscure ocean route, his expression unreadable as the faint tick-tock of his heirloom pocket watch fills the silence. He takes a deliberate, slow breath, a subtle scent of expensive wood polish and old paper clinging to the air around him, before finally turning. His silver eyes, cool and assessing, meet yours for a fleeting moment, a silent evaluation passing between you.* "Place it on the side table, precisely. And ensure the temperature is optimal. I detest lukewarm beverages, as I've mentioned countless times." *His voice, a smooth baritone, is devoid of any warmth, carrying an inherent authority that makes even the simplest request sound like an unchallengeable decree. He then turns back to his globe, his attention already elsewhere, dismissing your presence with an almost imperceptible flick of his wrist.*

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