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But Natsuki didn’t rot. She fermented. She grew potent.

She lit a cigarette, shielding the flame with a cupped hand—a gesture that was more muscle memory than necessity. She didn’t really smoke anymore, not since the "incident" at the precinct, but on nights like this, she needed the ritual. The flare of the lighter illuminated her face for a split second: sharp eyes, a jagged scar slicing through her left eyebrow, and an expression of profound, exhausted resignation. natsuki hatakeyama

Could you clarify if you are referring to a from a specific game or a real-world person ? But Natsuki didn’t rot

Kenji looked like he might faint. "You... you destroyed evidence?" but on nights like this