-d-lovers -nishimaki Tohru-- Mai -innyuuden- File

Mai’s breath caught. “They’re already doing it. They’ve started the experiment.”

Mai chuckled, a sound that seemed to echo against the endless night. “And we proved that love isn’t something you can upload into a server. It’s something you have to fight for, even when the world tries to make it a program.” -D-LOVERS -Nishimaki Tohru-- Mai -Innyuuden-

The two first met on a rain‑splattered night when Tohru’s client—a nervous corporate lawyer—handed him a flash drive that pulsed with encrypted data. “It’s a list of names,” the lawyer whispered, eyes darting to the window, “people who have vanished in the last month. I think they’re being taken by… a group called the D‑Lovers.” Mai’s breath caught

Tohru stepped forward. “You’ve taken lives without consent. That’s not love; that’s theft.” “And we proved that love isn’t something you

Inside the cavernous basement, rows of humming racks stretched like the ribs of a leviathan. In the center stood a massive terminal, its screen flickering with a single line of text: Mai’s fingers danced across the keyboard, her mind racing through layers of firewalls, quantum locks, and AI guardians. Tohru stood watch, his hand resting on his sidearm—though the agreement was to remain unarmed, the danger felt too great.