"𝐍𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐛𝐨 𝐦𝐨, 𝐄𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥. 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐥𝐚 𝐤𝐨 𝐛𝐚 𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨 𝐩𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐨?"
𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐉𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬. 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐢𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐚𝐤𝐨 𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧-𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧.
"𝐆𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐨 𝐚𝐤𝐨, 𝐄𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥." 𝐍𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐮𝐦𝐮𝐡𝐚 𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐬𝐢 𝐀𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐨.
"𝐎𝐫𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐨 𝐧𝐚." 𝐃𝐚𝐥𝐢-𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐢 𝐚𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐛𝐨 𝐬𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐠𝐚 𝐤𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐢 𝐬𝐚 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐧𝐢 𝐀𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐨. 𝐈𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐢 𝐀𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐨.
"𝐀𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐚 𝐩𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐥 𝐬𝐚 𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐧𝐚 𝐢𝐭𝐨?!"
𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐤𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧.
"𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐚𝐨 𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚."
"𝐇𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚. 𝐌𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐤𝐨, 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐚."
"𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞? 𝐍𝐢 𝐝𝐢 𝐧𝐠𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐥𝐚 𝐞𝐡. 𝐃𝐢 𝐤𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐭 𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐚 𝐬𝐚 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬."
"𝐀𝐧𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐢 𝐦𝐨?"
"𝐖𝐚𝐠 𝐦𝐨 𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧. 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐨."
"𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞?"
"𝐒𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐮𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐚." 𝐓𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐨 𝐬𝐢 𝐉𝐚𝐲.
"𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐮𝐤𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐚𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐥 𝐤𝐨, 𝐝𝐢 𝐚𝐤𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐠-𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐩 𝐧𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐠𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐩𝐨 𝐦𝐨!" 𝐇𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐤𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢 𝐉𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐚 𝐥𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐧𝐚 𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐧.
"𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐢 𝐀𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐨?"
"𝐍𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐨 𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐧𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚 𝐚𝐤𝐨 𝐬𝐚 𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐩. 𝐀𝐭 𝐢𝐬𝐚 𝐩𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚, 𝐉𝐚𝐲."
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