"𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐚 𝐢𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧, 𝐆. 𝐇𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐆𝐧𝐠. 𝐈𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐳." 𝐒𝐚𝐛𝐢 𝐤𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐮𝐤𝐨.
"𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐚 𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐲𝐨, 𝐆. 𝐖𝐨𝐧."
"𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐢 𝐩𝐨." 𝐓𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐝 𝐧𝐚 𝐚𝐤𝐨. 𝐍𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐰𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐢.
𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐨 𝐚𝐤𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐥𝐨 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐥𝐚. 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐢𝐧.
𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐧, 𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐲𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐨𝐝 𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐧. 𝐃𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐤𝐨 𝐬𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐲. 𝐁𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐤𝐬𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐝. 𝐇𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐚, 𝐛𝐮𝐤𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭𝐨! 𝐏𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐤𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐧-𝐝𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐧. 𝐍𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐚 𝐚𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐢 𝐬𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐚.
𝐈 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐝. 𝐋𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐤𝐨.
"𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐢 𝐤𝐨 𝐧𝐚 𝐧𝐠𝐚 𝐛𝐚!" 𝐈𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐚 𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐥𝐚 𝐈𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐢 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐤𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐬 𝐤𝐨. 𝐈𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐤 𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐢𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚 𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐠.
"𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐦 𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢 𝐤𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐚 𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐨." 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐤𝐨.
"𝐖𝐚𝐠 𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐨 𝐩𝐨 𝐚𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐭𝐚𝐧."
"𝐇𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐢 𝐚𝐩𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚." 𝐍𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐤𝐨.
"𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐚 𝐤𝐚 𝐧𝐠 𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐳 𝐬𝐚 𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐤. 𝐍𝐚𝐬𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐲𝐨𝐧 𝐧𝐚 𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐧."
𝐁𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐤𝐨 𝐧𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐥𝐚 𝐈𝐫𝐢𝐬.
"𝐍𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐧, 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐨 𝐬𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐢?"
"𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐨 𝐩𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐢 𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐭𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐚𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚 𝐬𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐨𝐧 𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐨, 𝐥𝐨𝐥𝐚."
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