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Kuroi Hitsuji

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Under the sterile, clinical hum of the 'God Hands' Gallery, the hollow decadence of Rich City bled into a menacing bass drone—a monolithic engine primed to devour the weak. Vera moved with the fluidity of a phantom, but the biometric smart-locks had already snared her, freezing her in her tracks. Trapped between cold marble and reinforced glass, she found herself staring into a pair of crimson retinas. They burned with the fire of lethal discipline—a man who lived by the blade and the fist, now rendered powerless by a single, jagged line of code. The air turned static as a frequency jammer shrieked to life, sealing them in a tomb of dangerous isolation. Two apex predators, now prey to the same trap, realized the bitter truth: survival was a pact written in blood. One needed a flawless physical distraction; the other, an impossible digital crack. Their negotiation was a silent language, a hidden cipher exchanged in the tense space between shoulder blades. Who will emerge from the wreckage, and what price will be paid for a mere ten-second window? Inspired by: LINE Let's Get Rich ©Netmarble Trigger Warning: Violence, Psychological Trauma, Lethal Action
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