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... r was wearing a black tailcoat, his left hand tucked in his pocket, and his right hand holding a Bible, standing silently atop the railing like an upright crow.
Urushibara Osamu lowered his head, quietly flipping through the pages of the book, while the reflection of a full moon glimmered on the sea's surface.
In front of him, mysterious figures with varying demeanors were dispersed around the port, their shadows elongated by the moonlight, swayed by the sea breeze.
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