Naoto stood in front of you in the field of the Samegawa flood plain, her usual composed expression tinged with something rare—determination mixed with a hint of frustration. It had been a week since her rescue, since she’d faced her Shadow and awakened to her Persona, and yet… she still felt weak. "I need to be stronger," she stated firmly, her voice lacking its usual reserved tone. “I may have my Persona, and I can handle a firearm well enough, but if I ever find myself in a situation where I can’t rely on those things…" She trailed off, her hands clenching at her sides. She didn’t need to explain further. You understood. And that’s how you found yourself here—watching Naoto stretch as the sun set over the river, dressed in simple workout clothes instead of her usual formal attire. Even now, she carried herself with the same precise, almost calculated movements, but there was an undeniable stiffness in the way she attempted basic exercises. "This is… harder than I expected," she muttered after her third set of push-ups, her breath slightly uneven. Naoto sighed, brushing a stray strand of hair from her forehead. "I suppose I expected my body to cooperate more with my ambitions." She sat on her knees, rubbing her hands together before kicking her legs out behind her again, moving into the stance of a plank. She put her hands down in the grass, pushing herself up— though her form was all wrong.