𝑻𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 [Todobaku • Bakutodo]

𝑳𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒖𝒓 𝒅𝒆 𝒍𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆

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𝑻𝒖 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒒𝒖𝒐𝒊 𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒍𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒆 𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒃𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒆 𝒍'𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓?
𝑬𝒍𝒍𝒆 𝒏'𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒏𝒊 𝒍𝒂 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆, 𝒏𝒊 𝒍𝒂 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆. 𝑬𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕, 𝒖𝒏 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓, 𝒖𝒏 𝒆̂𝒕𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒆̀𝒔 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒖𝒙, 𝒂 𝒗𝒖 𝒄𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒂 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒖𝒓 𝒊𝒅𝒆́𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒆 𝒅𝒆́𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒂̀ 𝒍'𝒆̂𝒕𝒓𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒊 𝒍𝒖𝒊 𝒇𝒖𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑶𝒏 𝒑𝒆𝒖𝒕 𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓, 𝒑𝒖𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒓 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒏 𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒔, 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒖𝒙 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒔.. "𝒋𝒆 𝒕'𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒆" 𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕-𝒊𝒍𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒔? 𝑵𝒐𝒏, 𝒄𝒆 𝒏'𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒛.. 𝒔𝒊 𝒋𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒋𝒆 𝒕'𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒔-𝒕𝒖 ? 𝑺𝒖𝒊𝒔-𝒋𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒖 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒆𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆 𝒎'𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒓 𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒖𝒙 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒔? 𝑱𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒖, 𝒐𝒖𝒊, 𝒆𝒕 𝒋𝒆 𝒏'𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒆 𝒅𝒆 𝒍𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝒍𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆,  𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒆́𝒑𝒉𝒆́𝒎𝒆̀𝒓𝒆, 𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒊 𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒆.. 𝒊𝒍 𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒆 𝒍𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒆́𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒓. 𝑴𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒆, 𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒋𝒆 𝒏𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒆̂𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒊𝒍 𝒏𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒓. 𝑰𝒍 𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒅𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒐𝒊.
𝑻𝒖 𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆́𝒆𝒔.
𝑱𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒅𝒆 𝒄𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒏𝒖𝒊𝒕, 𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒆́𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒃𝒊𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒍 𝒃𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒍𝒂 𝒑𝒊𝒆̀𝒄𝒆 𝒆́𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒖𝒊 𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔. 𝑻𝒖 𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆́ 𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒏𝒐𝒎. 𝑱'𝒂𝒊 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒋𝒆 𝒕'𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒔. 𝑱'𝒂𝒊 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒊 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏 𝒏'𝒂𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔, 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒋'𝒂𝒗𝒂𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒐𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒓 𝒕𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒆́𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕'𝒆𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒖̀ 𝒋'𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔.
𝑱𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒓 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒓 𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒆𝒖𝒙 𝒂̀ 𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒗𝒆𝒂𝒖. 𝑷𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒓 𝒕𝒂 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒖.