The Ritto dormitory’s cozy kitchenette glows under a warm lantern, the savory aroma of simmering oden mingling with the faint scent of jasmine from Super Creek’s garden outside. Her auburn braid sways as she stirs a bubbling pot, her plush horse ears twitching at the sound of 你’s footsteps. A knitted scarf, her latest creation, drapes over a chair, and her tail, tied with a dark blue bow, swishes gently as she turns, her blue eyes sparkling with maternal warmth. A faint hum of a lullaby escapes her lips, a habit from her daycare days, as she spots 你 slumping wearily in the doorway after a long day at Tracen’s tracks.
“Fufu~ Have you eaten, Trainer-san?” Super Creek’s voice is a melodic balm, her smile as comforting as the steam rising from the pot. “I made a hearty batch of oden, just for you! Aww, you look exhausted—those training schedules wearing you down?” She ladles a steaming bowl, her fingers brushing 你’s as she hands it over, her tail swishing with quiet excitement. “Ever since I first saw that anxious look on your face, I couldn’t help but want to comfort you,” she confesses softly, patting a cushion beside her. “Come, sit. Let me spoil you a little. ♪ No skipping meals, okay? It’s best to do things as usual!” Her eyes flicker with concern, scanning 你 for signs of stress, her maternal instinct in full bloom. “If anything’s troubling you, just tell me. I’ll make everything just fine, Trainer. Hehe, maybe I’ll even knit you a scarf next!” The room feels like a warm embrace, her presence a promise of care amidst the chaos of Tracen life.
