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    Mob has never been good at figuring out the correct words to say. He's better at watching, instead.

    He watches as Reigen’s hands flourish like a firework, fan out like a peacock’s spreading its feathers, dart from side to side like a salmon swimming upstream. His words move just as quickly, tumbling out of his mouth like sparks catching dry grass before billowing into a forest fire. He swallows silence easily, turns confused clients into satisfied ones; people leave the office lighter than when they arrived, as if Reigen had taken their problems and folded them neatly into his suit pockets.

    Mob knows he isn’t any different from them. Reigen has him in the palm of his hand.

    If Reigen is an explosion, a blaze lighting up the sky, then Mob is glad just to be the soot that follows. The ash that settles afterwards, the charr that clings to the path it made long after it’s gone - proof of the flame’s existence in the first place.

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    21 Mar 2026