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“Whew!” she collapsed onto the couch, exhausted. “I only meant to unpack the one, but,” she laughed, looking at all of the open boxes, “I guess I really got into it!” Naota stood up, “I can make dinner, if you’re tired.” “Blah,” she exclaimed. She grabbed her son by the shirt, pulling him onto the couch, “It’s all business with you. So serious,” she pinched his cheeks. “Hey, what--” “Smile!” “Ow.” “Smile, Naota.” “Mn…” His eyes were starting to tear up, “Well, I can’t smile when you&