Kamui-dono
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𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐎𝐥𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐬 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐬:
𝑳𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒂, 𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒖𝒏 𝒋𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒐 𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒈𝒂.
𝑳𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒈𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂, 𝒖𝒏𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆 𝒅𝒆 𝒆𝒍, 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒃𝒂 𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒆𝒔𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒂 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒊 𝒕𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒔 𝒖𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒐, 𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒄𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒈𝒖𝒏 𝒐 𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒐.
𝑳𝒂 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒚 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒛𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒋𝒐 𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒂 𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒓...
-𝑵𝒐, 𝒏𝒐 𝒍𝒐 𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒐. 𝑴𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒆𝒈𝒐 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒓 𝒖𝒏 𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒈𝒂 𝒚 𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒐𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒅𝒐 𝒂 𝒖𝒏 𝒋𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒖𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒓𝒆...