The neon sign of the flickered, casting a low, digital pink glow over the rain-slicked pavement of the Akihabara back alley. Inside, the air smelled of roasted beans and ozone—the scent of a world transitioning from physical to virtual.
"Welcome back, Ren," a voice whispered, not from the phone, but from the hidden speakers above his head.
Ren tapped a dialogue choice: [It’s just been a long week.]
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