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[It's soft and sincere, and the weight that had been on his shoulders just minutes ago finally felt lifted. Aoi's talent, after all. She's the one who carried Tenma this far.]
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[But his eyes cast up, looking just behind her as he hears something. Almost as if his hair itself acted like ears and stood on end.]
We'd better get to the mess hall before the food's gone.
[Ace strikers and managers both had one thing in common: stomachs that need to be fed.]
[He waits patiently for the last of the supplies to get put away, the smile now present on his face. Whatever he was worried about...it just disappeared.]
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[ It's said with a laugh as she lowers her hand-- just to ball both of them into determined fists. ]
I'd be happy if you relied on me, after all. I'll support you with all of my might!
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[It's soft and sincere, and the weight that had been on his shoulders just minutes ago finally felt lifted. Aoi's talent, after all. She's the one who carried Tenma this far.]
...
[But his eyes cast up, looking just behind her as he hears something. Almost as if his hair itself acted like ears and stood on end.]
We'd better get to the mess hall before the food's gone.
[Ace strikers and managers both had one thing in common: stomachs that need to be fed.]
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[ ... and admittedly, her stomach's already protesting. ]
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[He waits patiently for the last of the supplies to get put away, the smile now present on his face. Whatever he was worried about...it just disappeared.]