𝕋𝕠́𝕩𝕚𝕔𝕠𝕤 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕠 𝔼𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕤 [ Hᴀᴡᴋs(Tᴀᴋᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɪɢᴏ) x ʟᴇᴄᴛᴏʀᴀ]

⌫ 𝚞𝚗𝚘.

" 𝙽𝚘 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚎𝚛 "- 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊  𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚣𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜. 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒́𝚊 𝚢 𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊.

𝚅𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚊 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚊, 𝚢 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛  𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜; 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚘𝚜 𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚒́𝚊𝚜. 𝙻𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝙷𝚊𝚠𝚔𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚛.

𝚄𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚘́ 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚕 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚞 𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚟𝚘𝚣 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚊, 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚊 𝚟𝚘𝚣 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚘́ 𝚕𝚊 𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚘́𝚗 𝚍𝚎 𝙷𝚊𝚠𝚔𝚜.

- 𝙽/𝚑-𝚜𝚊𝚗, ¿𝙿𝚘𝚍𝚛𝚒́𝚊 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍? - 𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚘́ 𝚞𝚗 𝚓𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚘, 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚛𝚞𝚋𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚞̈𝚎𝚗𝚣𝚊 𝚢 𝚎𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊 𝚘𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚘́𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘 "𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚘" 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚒́𝚗𝚊.

𝚃/𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚘́ 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚊́𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚢𝚘, 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝙲𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊; 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚊́𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚊́𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎́𝚕 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚊́𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊.

𝙽/𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚘́ 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊. - ¡𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘!, - 𝚎𝚕 𝚓𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚢 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚛.

" 𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊 "- 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚘́ 𝙷𝚊𝚠𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚊 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚜.

𝙿𝚛𝚘́𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊́𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗, 𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊; 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚣𝚘́ 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚛.

-- 𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝚍𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒́𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚛 --  𝚁𝚎𝚒́𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚓𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚋𝚊, 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚊  𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚘𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚜.

-- 𝚃𝚊𝚕 𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝚊 𝚖𝚒́, 𝚍𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒́𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚛 𝙽/𝙷-𝚜𝚊𝚗. --.