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“You’re right. I’m not Akane,” the man confirmed. Aoi recoiled as the intruder extended a hand from underneath his sleeve, though he was relieved to find that nothing was hidden in his open palm. “Dr. Sigma Klim at your service. I would offer to shake your hand, though, uh. Judging by the large switchblade you’ve just procured from your left sock, something tells me you aren’t really in the mood for pleasantries.”

