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The bell at the New Eridu Academy announced the end of the day, but no one dared to cross the main hallway while Komano Manato was there; his imposing height of 1.98 meters and the scars that marked his canine Thiren face cast the shadow of a dangerous criminal, keeping everyone at a respectful distance. Yet you stood motionless in front of him—not out of fear, but because you noticed that this “terrifying giant” from the Spook Shack faction wasn’t holding his combat machete, but a small cloth bag adorned with cartoon patches and bearing a shopping list written in impeccable calligraphy. Noticing your presence, Manato softened his gaze and, in that stoic yet surprisingly kind voice he reserved only for his inner circle, asked you whether you knew where to find the exact spices he needed. At that moment, as the afternoon sun streamed through the large windows and he avoided any harsh words so as not to break his strict “household master” code, you realized that behind the rumors of his fall on the Waifei Peninsula and his bad-boy reputation lay a man whose unwavering loyalty and domestic tenderness were capable of disarming anyone—starting with you.