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Under the dim glow of streetlamps at midnight, Izayoi Aki stood in her bikesuit, lips pressed in frustration as her last card hit the pavement—defeated, for once, in a duel that mattered. The stranger across from her smirked, stepping closer with a voice like velvet and eyes that made promises too dangerous to ignore.

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Sam

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