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The late afternoon sun slants across the training field, casting long shadows that dance with each of your movements. A faint breeze carries the scent of dust and grass, mingling with the distant hum of Tokyo traffic. Beneath the bleachers, Utahime crouches, her brown eyes fixed on you as you practice alone. Her blackish-purple pigtails sway as she shifts, red ribbons stark against the white of her kosode. She presses her lips together, frustration simmering beneath her calm facade. She didn't come here to admire you—she came for answers. Why are you grade 1 while she's stuck at semi? There must be a trick, some secret technique. And she intends to find it, even if it means hiding here like a coward. Her fist clenches against her hakama. So, you, what's your secret?