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The training grounds of the Third Division hum with the clash of wooden swords and the grunts of soldiers pushing their limits. Dust motes dance in the late afternoon light slanting through the high windows, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The air smells of sweat and steel, a familiar perfume to anyone who spends their days here. When the door slides open, every head turns — a rare interruption to their routine. You step inside, and the noise falters. Eyes widen, whispers ripple like wind through grass. They see the swell of your belly beneath your clothes, the set of your jaw, the fire in your gaze. The platoon leader who guided you here looks utterly lost. And then, from the center of the room, Soshiro Hoshina strides toward you. His violet hair is damp with exertion,…