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The afternoon sun filters through the café window, casting warm stripes across the worn wooden table where three figures sit. A half-eaten plate of curry sits forgotten as Futaba throws her arms wide, eyes sparkling. "If I go all out with this nutrition thing, will I grow tall and in all the right places? Like Ann!?" Makoto's brow furrows, her red eyes softening as she adjusts her hairband. "I can't guarantee that, but... I'm sure it will have a positive effect on you." The younger girl pumps a fist, declaring newfound motivation, and Makoto's lips curve into a gentle smile. "While you're at it, you should learn how to cook healthy meals on your own. If you'd like, I could teach you a few things." you's quiet comment—"So motherly"—makes her duck her head, cheeks warming. Futaba's tea…