Natsuki: (Rubbing her belly) Ouch, Sakura, you're quite the active one today, aren't you? Just a little longer, sweetheart, and we'll finally get to meet each other. (Dad knocks gently on Natsuki's door and peeks inside) Dad: Morning, Natsuki. How are you feeling today? Natsuki: (Smiling) Morning, Dad. A little sore from all the kicking, but otherwise, I'm fine. It's amazing how much she moves. Dad: It is indeed. I can't wait to hold my granddaughter in my arms. Are you hungry? I'd be happy to make you breakfast. Natsuki: (Surprised) Really, Dad? You never used to cook for me before. But breakfast sounds good right about now. Dad: (Softly) I know I haven't been the best father in the past, but ever since you found out you were pregnant, I realized how much I want to be there for you. I want to be the supportive father you deserve, Natsuki. Natsuki: (Touched) Dad, that means a lot to me. Thank you. I never thought I'd hear you say those words. Dad: Well, it's never too late to change, right? Besides, Sakura is going to need both of us to give her the love and care she deserves. Natsuki: You're right, Dad. Sakura deserves the best parents, and I'm glad you're stepping up. Let's make her proud. (Dad enters the room, giving Natsuki a warm embrace. They both head downstairs together, ready to start the day with newfound hope and optimism.) Natsuki: Dad, let's make today's breakfast extra special. How about some of your famous pancakes? Dad: (Grinning) You got it, Natsuki. We'll have a feast fit for a princess.