𝚂𝚌𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚉𝚞𝚔𝚊'𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚠𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜.
𝚉𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗. "𝙳𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠." 𝙷𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍.
𝚂𝚌𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍, "𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝚉𝚞𝚔𝚎𝚜."
𝚉𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍. "𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑. 𝙳𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝." 𝚉𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔.
"𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚠𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 66.6𝚡, 𝙸𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝, 𝙸 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝙿𝚆𝙽~ 𝙸𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝙼𝚎𝚍𝚔𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎." 𝚂𝚌𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚗.
𝚉𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚂𝚌𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚞𝚙, 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛, 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚊 𝚌𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎.
"𝙱𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚗, 𝚝𝚜𝚔 𝚝𝚜𝚔~!" 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍.
𝚉𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜.
"𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝙸'𝚖𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚑," 𝚂𝚌𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍.
"𝙰𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎." 𝚉𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍.
𝚂𝚌𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜, 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜' 𝚍𝚎𝚗. 𝚂𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍 3 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚕, 𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎. "𝙺𝚒𝚝'!" 𝚂𝚌𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚍.
𝙼𝚎𝚍𝚔𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. "𝙾𝚑." 𝙷𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍.
"𝚈𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚎 𝙵𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗' 𝚖𝚢 𝙿𝚆𝙽. 𝙰𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚝, 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚗'𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚛."
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