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[pretty simple setup, this.
A random unremarkable sitting room, tucked away in some far corner of the Mansion, away from the lobby and stairs and dining room so often bustling with people. Even if you came this way, you might not notice it at all, except that the door is slightly ajar. And from within, very faintly, comes the sound of crying.
The origin of the sound seems to be one Aoko Nakamori, curled up on the couch in a ball of misery. A straightforward enough scenario, but whether to approach her is a far more complicated matter]
A random unremarkable sitting room, tucked away in some far corner of the Mansion, away from the lobby and stairs and dining room so often bustling with people. Even if you came this way, you might not notice it at all, except that the door is slightly ajar. And from within, very faintly, comes the sound of crying.
The origin of the sound seems to be one Aoko Nakamori, curled up on the couch in a ball of misery. A straightforward enough scenario, but whether to approach her is a far more complicated matter]