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Ichiei stares at the stillness of his coffee, perched above it as if he’s waiting for some sudden movement that will set things in motion. A ripple, even, would feel like an improvement. It’s 6:59, and his old Sanyo alarm clock will help him welcome the day as it has these last 15 years since retiring, and the last seven he’s spent those mornings alone without Michiko.
7:00 – Ohayo, Murohan!