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"Tsk tsk, what a moody baby!" Tohru stops in place with ease, able to resist Kobayashi's pushing even without visible effort.
"Since you're being so stubborn, I'll do it myself. But this isn't going to slide, young lady!" She stretches a hand out and it begins to glow, and with a nearly blinding light Kobayashi's apartment is, as she put it, babified. Her furniture is baby-proofed, new things like an oversized high chair and babyish supplies fill her kitchen, and lord knows what else has happened to the rooms she hasn't looked into yet.
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