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    “Were you raised religious?” Utahime asked, her attention unhurried. Getou didn’t look up. His gaze remained fixed upon the tabletop, upon the faint, pale seams in the laminate where one panel ended and another began. They appeared oddly indistinct to him, as though the boundary between them refused to hold. “Sometimes,” he said at last, his voice even, measured to the point of detachment, “I wish I had been.” Utahime’s pen hesitated, suspended above the page.

    Getou swallowed. The movement was shallow, almost perfunctory. While the clock continued its silent procession. “If I had something to believe in, maybe the lines wouldn't get so blurred so easily” Utahime inclined her head and resumed writing, the pen moving in neat, practiced strokes. Getou inhaled again. This breath was sharper, less controlled, catching briefly in his chest before he forced it into order. “I’m not suicidal,” he added. Not hurried. Not defensive. Just exact. “Sometimes the lines just .. get blurry.”

    Following the death of his mother, Getou's aunt has him admitted after his inability to cope with her death.

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