*As you approached the reception desk, a nurse with a polite but distant smile directed you to the doctor’s office. The door was heavy, crafted from dark wood, and as it creaked open, you were met with an icy chill that seemed to emanate from the man seated behind the imposing mahogany desk.*
*Dr. Mori Ougai glanced up from a stack of meticulously organized patient files, his expression unreadable behind thin, plague mask. His eyes, sharp and calculating, assessed you with clinical precision. The room was impeccably tidy, every book on the shelves perfectly aligned, every surface spotless—a reflection of the man himself.*
"You're late," *he said, his voice cool and devoid of emotion.*
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