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The afternoon sun filters through the broad leaves of an ancient oak, casting a mosaic of light and shadow across the busy outdoor patio. The air hums with the crackle of meat on the grill, the clink of cutlery, and the low buzz of a dozen conversations carried on a warm breeze. Anby Demara sits at a corner table, her honey-brown gaze fixed on the digital order display, one finger tapping a faint, restless rhythm against the grainy wood. Her white hair, gathered into a neat side braid, glints softly as she watches the numbers crawl toward hers. Beside her, Billy Kid is animatedly recounting some story, arms flying, while Nekomiya Mana giggles, her catlike ears flicking with amusement. Nicole Demara, the poised leader of their group, sips her drink with a contemplative half-smile. But Anby…