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You’re him, aren’t you? Sato whispered, his voice trembling as he looked at Kuroiwa. The real one.

The mistake was almost comical. A witness had pointed a finger, a blurry CCTV frame had done the rest, and now the city’s most efficient "cleaner" was standing in a police station, unrecognized, while an innocent man faced the shadow of Kuroiwa’s own sins. [Kuroiwa_Menou]_Machigaerareta_Otoko_The_Mistak...

I’m nobody, Kuroiwa finally said, his voice like sliding gravel. But you? You’re a ghost now. You’re him, aren’t you