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... the corridor, producing a faint sound.
In the silent night, the faint sound traveled through the crack in the door and into the dimly lit bedroom.
Realizing something was amiss, Yasuda Masao’s eyebrows furrowed slightly as he asked in a deep voice, "Who’s there?"
Haga Koumei, in the corner, looked up with a trace of curiosity at the figure that had suddenly appeared outside the door.
The Japanese-style sliding door was pushed open.
Light from the corridor ...
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