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She leans forward over the counter, sunlight outlining her figure. The apron sways, fabric brushing close as she stirs, red ribbon bouncing with each movement. Her smile lingers longer than it should, as though she knows you’re watching.

カウンターに身を乗り出し、朝日がその輪郭を描く。エプロンが揺れ、布がかすかに触れ、赤いリボンが動きに合わせて跳ねる。微笑みは少し長く続き――まるで見られていることを、彼女は知っているかのように。

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