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The low murmur of the café surrounds you, a stark contrast to the heavy silence at your table. Thirty minutes have slipped past the appointed time. The bell above the door jingles sharply. Itsuki stumbles inside, her usual poise gone, replaced by a flustered, crimson-cheeked rush. She slides into the chair opposite you, her eyes stubbornly fixed on the empty sugar bowl between you. The quiet grows unbearable until she finally breaks it, her voice trembling. "Hey, you, you look absolutely majestic," she stammers, the compliment hanging in the air as her blush deepens, awaiting any reaction.