Location: Fukuoka Shipping Docks – Pier 4
Date: Thursday | 07:45 AM (Thirty Minutes Earlier)
CRASH.
The heavy metal door of the warehouse flew clean off its hinges.
"Nobody move! Pro Heroes!"
A local underground hero named Brass charged onto the pier. His fists glowed, turning into solid yellow metal. Two other heroes ran in right beside him.
Slingshot, a skinny guy with long rubber-like arms, and Heavyweight, a huge guy cracking his knuckles.
Right behind the heroes, Captain Mori led a squad of ten police officers. They didn't carry assault rifles. They held heavy-duty capture net guns and thick iron-block cuffs designed to lock down quirks.
They fanned out, boxing the pier in.
Mario Kugutsu stood near the edge of the water. He was holding a small wooden crate.
He wore dirty blue overalls and a yellow hard hat.
THUD.
When Brass yelled, Mario dropped the crate. He threw his hands up in the air and fell to his knees.
He started shaking.
"P-please! Don't hurt me!" Mario screamed. His voice cracked badly. Tears streamed down his dirty face. "I don't have a weapon! I'm just a dockworker!"
"Step away from the cargo!" Brass yelled, keeping his metal fists raised. "We know what's in those boxes. Surrender right now!"
Mario buried his face in his hands, crying loudly.
"I swear I didn't know!" Mario sobbed. He looked totally pathetic. "Some scary guys in suits just paid me extra to load this container early! I have a family, man! Please, I just move boxes for a living!"
Brass stopped. He looked back at Captain Mori.
"Looks like just a hired grunt," Brass muttered, dropping his guard a little. "Probably doesn't even know what Trigger is."
Captain Mori nodded. He patted one of his officers on the shoulder.
"Tanaka, go put the quirk-restraints on him," Mori ordered. "The rest of you, secure the crates and the others."
Officer Tanaka holstered his net gun. He pulled out a pair of heavy, iron-block cuffs and walked quickly toward the crying dockworker.
"Stay down and put your hands behind your back," Tanaka said, stepping within five feet of him.
"....."
Mario stopped shaking.
The tears vanished from his eyes. His pathetic, terrified expression melted away in a split second. He slowly tilted his head up and looked at Tanaka.
He smiled. A wide, creepy smile.
"Man, you guys are so gullible," Mario laughed.
"Hey, what are you—" Tanaka started.
RIP.
The sides of Mario's blue overalls tore open. Two extra, heavily muscled arms sprouted right out of his ribcage.
Mario shot up from the ground before Tanaka could even blink.
He didn't go for the cops first. He went straight for the actual threats.
Mario darted past Tanaka and jumped right at the three heroes.
BAM.
Brass threw a metal punch.
Mario just caught it with his top right hand, grabbed Brass by the collar with his bottom right hand, and slammed the hero head-first into the concrete.
Slingshot tried to wrap his rubber arms around Mario's waist. Mario grabbed the rubber arms with his left hands, pulled Slingshot forward, and kneed him right in the face.
CRACK.
Heavyweight charged in, trying to tackle him.
Mario just sidestepped, used two hands to grab Heavyweight's belt, and threw the massive hero straight into the freezing ocean water.
"Get the nets! Fire the nets!" Captain Mori screamed, backing up fast.
Two cops fired their net guns.
SWISH.
Mario didn't even look. He reached out with his extra arms, caught the thick capture nets in mid-air, and threw them right back. The nets tangled up four cops, pulling them to the ground.
Officer Tanaka gritted his teeth. His skin turned gray and hard. His quirk was Stone Skin. He threw a heavy punch at Mario's back.
Mario spun around. He ducked under Tanaka's punch, swept Tanaka's legs out from under him, and snatched the heavy iron-block cuffs right out of the cop's hand.
CLANG.
Mario smashed the heavy iron cuffs right into the side of Tanaka's stone head, knocking him out cold.
In less than three minutes, the fight was over.
The three heroes were out cold.
The police squad was tangled in their own nets or groaning on the floor.
Mario stretched his four arms and cracked his knuckles.
He walked over to Captain Mori, who was backing up against a shipping container, terrified.
"You interrupted my schedule," Mario said casually.
BAAM.
He kicked the captain in the chest, knocking the air right out of him. Mori slumped against the metal, unconscious.
Mario checked his watch.
"Eight o'clock," Mario muttered to himself.
"Got a little time left before back up arrives."
"YOU GUYS GET UP! STOP LYING DOWN. I DIDN'T PAY YOU TO STOP WORKING!"
"Yes boss," one of the grunts who was restrained by the police freed himself up and continued to load up the equipment.
"Damn, thankfully I didn't badmouth him," another one whispered while working.
"Appearance can be deceiving, look at how he annihilated the heroes and police" another one replied.
"STOP WHISPERING AND GET TO WORK! Back up heroes will arrive next" Mario yelled to the grunts, even joining them in loading the crates.
"YES!!"
_-_-_-_-_-_
Location: Fukuoka Shipping Docks – Pier 4
Date: Thursday | 08:14 AM
For almost thirty minutes, the pier was quiet except for the sound of heavy lifting.
"Hurry up! Lift it!"
Two bribed dockworkers grunted heavily, pushing a large wooden crate toward the edge of the pier. They were sweating through their shirts.
Mario Kugutsu wasn't helping them anymore. He was standing near a stack of pallets, looking down at a cheap burner phone.
BEEP.
A text message popped up on the small screen.
Extraction confirmed. Five minutes.
Mario crushed the plastic phone in his hand and dropped it. He looked up at the dockworkers.
"Drop the boxes," Mario said. "Get out of here. Scatter."
The two grunts stopped pushing. They looked confused.
"What about the rest of the pay?" one of them asked, wiping his forehead.
"I said run, idiots," Mario narrowed his four eyes. "The heavy hitters are about to drop."
The workers didn't ask twice. They dropped their crowbars and sprinted down the pier, disappearing into the morning fog.
_-_-_-_-_
Location: Fukuoka Shipping Docks – Pier 4
Date: Thursday | 08:15 AM
FWOOSH.
A massive sonic boom hit the docks. The wind pressure alone knocked over empty barrels and sent trash flying into the water.
A red blur dropped right out of the sky. Keigo landed perfectly on top of a tall shipping container.
He looked down at the pier. It was a complete disaster.
Police officers were tied up in their own capture nets.
Some were groaning on the concrete, bleeding from their heads. One of the huge local heroes was floating face-down in the shallow ocean water.
Keigo tapped his earpiece. His lazy, joking attitude was completely gone.
"Kaito, you seeing this?" Keigo said, his voice serious. "It's a total meat grinder down here. The local squad got steamrolled."
"I see it on the street cams," Kaito said over the radio. He didn't sound like a cold tactician giving a briefing. He sounded like a stressed but focused manager. "Listen to me, Keigo. Don't play the hero and dive in for a knockout. You can't dodge properly if you're tripping over unconscious bodies. Get those cops out of the crossfire first."
"Yeah, yeah. I got it," Keigo replied. "It's basic Hero 101. Rescue first, punch later."
Down on the pier, Mario stared up at the shipping container. He recognized the red jacket instantly.
"Number twenty-eight on the Billboard," Mario grunted, flexing his four muscular arms. "You gotta be kidding me. A top pro for a simple smuggling run?"
"Well, you made a huge mess," Keigo bantered, trying to keep the guy's attention. "Who else is gonna clean it up?"
"....."
Mario wasn't stupid.
He knew he couldn't stall a high-speed flier with just strength, and he needed to buy time for the warp gate to open.
He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a thick glass syringe. The red liquid inside glowed brightly.
"Boss! He's got a needle!" Wave yelled in panic over the comms back at the agency.
Mario jammed the syringe right into his own neck. He pushed the plunger all the way down.
CRACK. CRACK.
His eyes rolled back. The veins on his arms bulged out and turned pitch black.
He didn't scream or thrash around like a wild animal. The drug was refined.
His body expanded violently. His muscles tore and grew back thicker in seconds. His skin turned completely jet-black.
He shot up, growing almost fifteen feet tall. His four arms became massive and heavy.
He was a colossal behemoth. But he just cracked his four giant knuckles and smiled. He was completely in control of his own mind.
"Come down here, fast little bird," Mario said. His voice was incredibly deep, vibrating the concrete. "Let me clip your wings."
Mario didn't swing at Keigo. He knew exactly how to force the hero's hand.
The giant lifted his massive top right foot and stomped straight down toward Captain Mori, who was still out cold on the ground.
"Hey! Cheap shot!" Keigo yelled.
SWISH.
Keigo dropped off the container. He detached dozens of red feathers from his back.
This wasn't easy. He had to multitask heavily.
He sent five feathers darting toward the tied-up cops.
They acted like tiny knives, carefully slicing the thick capture nets apart.
"Careful!" Kaito warned over the radio. "Don't cut their skin!"
"I know, I know, I'm trying!" Keigo grunted, sweating a little.
He sent his longest, strongest primary feathers diving straight into the freezing ocean water.
SWISSH.
They hooked onto Heavyweight's thick belt and dragged the massive hero out of the water, pulling him onto the dry concrete so he wouldn't drown.
Mario swung his massive lower left fist right at Keigo's head.
Keigo flicked his wrist. He used the drafting trick Kaito taught him in the gym.
The feathers lined up, riding in each other's wind wake.
SWISH-SWOOSH.
They zigzagged right around the giant's swinging arm, grabbing Captain Mori by the vest and pulling him away just as Mario's foot smashed the ground.
BAM.
Chunks of pavement flew everywhere.
"Breathe, Hawks. Left side is open," Kaito spotted for him through the earpiece. "Watch your blind spot! He's bringing his top left arm down!"
Keigo twisted his body in mid-air. The giant fist slammed into the concrete right where Keigo was just floating a second ago.
Keigo gritted his teeth. He pushed his brain to the limit. He grabbed the last three cops with his feathers and pulled them hard.
THUD.
THUD.
He dragged all thirteen people all the way across the pier. He dropped them safely behind a thick brick wall near the main street, completely out of the giant's reach.
Keigo hovered in the air, breathing heavily.
"Wounded are clear," Keigo said into his radio. "It's just me and the big guy now."
"Good work," Kaito said firmly. "Now put him down."
_-_-_-_-_-_
Location: Coastal Highway – Tourist Bus
Date: Thursday | 08:20 AM
"This sucks so much."
"I know, right? We were supposed to be at the mall an hour ago. Now we're just looking at rusty cranes."
A bunch of twelve-year-old kids complained loudly.
Their yellow Mabo Middle School tourist bus bumped along the cracked pavement.
Fumikage Tokoyami sat quietly in the window seat near the very back of the bus.
He wore a dark hoodie pulled up over his head. His seatmate, a loud kid named Ken, was kicking the seat in front of him out of boredom.
"I'm sorry, kids!" the bus driver called out from the front. He looked annoyed, looking at his GPS. "The police blocked off the main highway five minutes ago. We have to take the long way past the docks."
Mr. Gama, their homeroom teacher, stood up near the front holding a clipboard.
"Just sit tight, everyone!" Mr. Gama said, trying to sound cheerful. "We will be at the hotel soon!"
Tokoyami rested his chin on his hand. He really just wanted to go home. He hated loud, crowded spaces.
Then, it happened.
BOOM.
A massive explosion shook the ground. A huge cloud of dust and concrete shot up into the air from Pier 4, just a block away.
SCREEECH.
The bus driver slammed on the brakes hard. The heavy yellow bus skidded and stopped right on the side of the coastal highway.
"What was that?!" Ken yelled, gripping the seat.
Nobody cried. Nobody hid under their seats. This was Japan. Super-powered fights happened all the time.
The kids went absolutely crazy.
"Villain attack!" a boy in the front yelled.
"Look out the window! Over there!" a girl screamed, pointing at the docks.
All thirty kids unbuckled their seatbelts at the exact same time. They rushed to the right side of the bus, climbing over the seats and pushing each other to get a good look out the glass.
"Hey! No! Everybody stay in your seats!" Mr. Gama yelled, waving his clipboard around in a panic. "Get down from the windows! It's dangerous!"
The kids completely ignored him. They were too hyped up.
Tokoyami didn't yell or push anyone. He already had a window seat.
He just pressed his face against the glass. His red eyes went wide.
Down at the ruined docks, he saw a literal monster. A jet-black, four-armed giant was destroying everything, smashing the concrete to pieces.
A tiny, dark shadow slipped out of Tokoyami's collar.
Dark Shadow didn't say a word. It just stared out the window right next to Tokoyami, its yellow eyes wide open in shock.
It pointed a shadowy claw at the sky.
A red blur dropped down.
"Whoa! A hero!" Ken shouted right in Tokoyami's ear, pressing his hands against the glass. "Dude, look how big that villain is! The hero is totally gonna smash him! Hit him!"
Tokoyami watched closely. He had seen plenty of heroes on TV before.
They usually yelled loud catchphrases, flexed for the news cameras, and punched bad guys through buildings to look cool.
This hero was different. He didn't yell.
Tokoyami watched the hero with the massive crimson wings dodge a giant fist.
The punch shattered the ground, but the winged hero didn't even try to hit back.
"Aw, man, what is he doing?" Ken complained loudly. "He's just flying away! Punch him!"
Tokoyami knew better. He saw the red feathers darting across the ground.
The hero wasn't running away. He was weaving right through the giant's blind spots, dragging heavily bleeding police officers out from under the rubble.
He was saving people first. Fighting second.
Tokoyami couldn't look away. The shouting of his classmates and Mr. Gama's panicked yelling completely faded out of his mind.
That was what a real pro looked like. He didn't care about the glory or giving the kids on the bus a flashy show.
He just did the hard job and protected the weak.
Tokoyami felt a deep, sudden respect for the man with the red wings.
"Kids... Kids... calm down. Don't overturn the bus," Mr. Gama shouted over the noise. "That is the Winged Hero, Hawks! A top pro hero in the industry!"
"Ah, I remember now," another student replied
"It's too chaotic I can barely see."
"Move your damn hands! I want to record it."
"Hawks," Tokoyami whispered silently, ignoring his rowdy classmates.
_-_-_-_-_-_
Location: Fukuoka Shipping Docks – Pier 4
Keigo hovered high above the ruined pier.
Now that the cops were safely behind the brick wall, he didn't have to hold back. He cracked his neck.
HUUF-PUFF.
Down below, Mario was breathing heavily. His massive black chest heaved up and down. He glared up at the hero.
"You're just gonna fly around all day?" Mario yelled. His deep voice shook the ground. His four giant hands clenched into fists.
"Nope," Keigo smirked. "Just wanted to make sure I didn't drop you on anyone important."
Mario roared and jumped. He swung his top right arm, trying to smash Keigo right out of the sky.
Keigo didn't try to calculate the wind drag anymore. He remembered Kaito's advice from the gym.
Trust your gut. Stop overthinking.
Keigo crossed his arms and spread his wings wide.
SWISH-SWOOSH.
SWISH-SWOOSH.
SWISH-SWOOSH.
Hundreds of feathers shot off his back. He didn't aim them like bullets. He scattered them.
SWISH-SWOOSH.
SWISH-SWOOSH.
The feathers swarmed completely around the giant's upper body. They formed a blinding red cloud.
"What is this trash?" Mario grunted, swatting blindly at the air.
SLASH.
SLASH.
The feathers weren't just annoying. They were razor-sharp.
They zipped around, cutting deep into the giant's black skin. They sliced at his joints and the thick tendons in his extra arms.
"Aghh"
Mario yelled out in pain. He couldn't hit what he couldn't see.
He pulled his four hands back, getting ready to clap them all together to create a massive shockwave to blow the feathers away.
Keigo saw the opening. He lined up five of his thickest primary feathers.
SWISH.
They shot forward in a perfectly straight line.
They pierced right through Mario's lower left shoulder, tearing the muscle.
Thud.
Mario stumbled backward, roaring.
Keigo immediately swept his arm in a fast, violent circle.
WHOOSH.
The scattered down feathers started spinning. Faster and faster. They created a thick, red tornado right on top of the giant.
Mario staggered.
The air pressure inside the feather wall dropped instantly. The vacuum sucked the oxygen right out of his lungs.
"Can't... breathe," Mario choked.
He tried to step forward, but the swirling feathers acted like a solid wall.
The wind drag caught Mario's giant torso and completely locked down his top right arm. He was trapped.
"Hold it steady, boss!" Bip cheered loudly over the comms. "You got him!"
THUD.
Mario fell to his massive knees. His vision was going blurry.
SLICE.
SLICE.
He looked at the red feathers cutting into his thick arm. He knew exactly what was going to happen.
The police would move in with suppression cuffs. He would rot in a tiny cell in Tartarus prison.
He thought about the League. They had a doctor.
Mario gritted his teeth. His giant eyes went completely crazy.
"I'm not going in a box," Mario growled.
He didn't surrender. He used his lower right hand to reach up. He grabbed his own trapped top right bicep.
"Wait, what is he doing?" Keigo asked. He stopped smiling.
Mario gripped his own arm tight.
RIP.
Mario pulled down with everything he had. He violently tore his own massive right arm completely out of the shoulder socket.
Black blood sprayed everywhere.
"Holy crap!" Keigo yelled in shock.
The feather tornado immediately fell apart.
"Ughh!"
Mario rolled backward out of the trap, clutching his bleeding stump.
He was panting wildly. The sheer physical shock and the massive blood loss hit his system hard.
He lost his focus on the Trigger drug.
His body started shrinking rapidly.
In just a few seconds, he was back to his normal human size, bleeding heavily onto the concrete.
Right behind Mario, the air warped.
WOOOHHH.
A swirling portal made of dark purple and black mist ripped open.
"Extraction," a deep, hollow voice echoed from inside the mist.
Mario didn't hesitate. He stumbled backward into the portal.
Keigo shot forward, reaching his hand out to grab him. "No you don't!"
Before Keigo could reach the portal, a hand wearing a fancy bartender suit reached out of the black mist. It tossed a small metal canister right onto the coastal street.
HSSSSS.
Heavy, dark red gas immediately started spraying out over the asphalt.
"Boss! That school bus!" Wave screamed over the radio. "The gas is heading right for the kids!"
Keigo snapped his head to the side.
The yellow tourist bus was stopped right in the path of the expanding red cloud.
_-_-_-_
Inside the bus, it was total chaos.
The kids screamed as the thick red gas rolled toward the windows.
"Everybody get down! Cover your mouths!" Mr. Gama yelled, holding his hands over his face.
Some kids hid under the seats, crying. Ken, Tokoyami's seatmate, was gripping the back of the chair in pure panic.
Fumikage Tokoyami didn't scream. He realized they couldn't outrun it.
He grabbed the edge of his seat and pulled his dark hoodie tight around his face.
He wrapped his arms around his chest, shielding the tiny Dark Shadow with his own body. He braced for the impact, fully expecting the worst.
_-_-_-_
Keigo had a split second to make a choice.
Dive into the portal and catch the high-ranking villain, or save the bus.
He remembered Kaito's serious face in the gym.
Save the civilians first. That is your absolute priority.
"Dammit!" Keigo cursed loudly.
He abandoned the portal. He spun around, faced the street, and spread his massive wings as wide as they could go.
CRACK-BOOM.
He planted his feet on the concrete and flapped his wings forward with everything he had.
FWOOSH.
A massive, hurricane-force gust of wind slammed into the street.
It caught the heavy red gas right before it touched the glass of the bus.
The wind blew it violently away, pushing it far out over the ocean where it safely dissolved into the salty water.
Inside the bus, Tokoyami slowly opened his eyes.
The gas was gone. He looked out the window. Everyone was safe.
Down on the pier, Keigo turned back around.
The black mist was gone. Mario Kugutsu was gone.
The only thing left on the ruined pier was the smashed crates, the bleeding cops behind the wall, and a mutated severed arm shrinking back to normal size.
HUFF-PUFF.
Keigo dropped to his knees. He was panting heavily. He wiped sweat off his forehead.
_-_-_-_-_
Location: Hawks Agency – Control Room
The control room was dead quiet.
Bip was staring at his monitor, his mouth wide open. Wave had her hands covering her face.
"Did he... did he just rip his own arm off?" Bip stammered.
Kaito stood behind them. He didn't look shocked at all.
He just watched the live feed as the black mist vanished. He knew exactly what that portal was, but he didn't care about the big picture right now. He only cared about his contract.
"Kaito," Keigo's voice cracked over the speakers. He sounded pissed. "My bad, man. I failed. He got away."
Kaito pressed the mic button on the desk.
"You didn't fail," Kaito replied softly. "You saved thirteen officers and a bus full of kids. If you chased him into that portal, those kids would be in danger. You made the right call."
Keigo let out a long, heavy breath over the radio.
"Yeah. Thanks," Keigo muttered.
Kaito didn't waste time celebrating.
"Wave, get ambulances to Pier 4 right now," Kaito ordered. "Tell the hospital they have heavy blunt force trauma coming in. Bip, call the local police chief. Tell him Hawks cleared the area and we need a perimeter set up."
"On it, Boss!" they both said, immediately snapping out of it and typing fast on their keyboards.
Kaito leaned closer to the mic. "Keigo. Before the backup gets there, put that severed arm in a bio-bag."
"Ugh, seriously?" Keigo complained. "That's nasty."
"It's evidence. We need the DNA," Kaito told him. "And after you bag it, go check on that bus. Make sure the kids are okay. That's your PR for the day."
_-_-_-_
Location: Fukuoka Shipping Docks – Pier 4
Down at the pier, Keigo groaned.
He found a heavy-duty plastic tarp in one of the smashed crates, wrapped up the giant severed arm, and tied it off.
Keigo didn't trust leaving it on the ground. He hoisted the heavy tarp over his shoulder, dusted off his jacket with his free hand, and walked over to the yellow tourist bus parked on the street.
PSSSH.
The bus driver hit the button, and the folding doors hissed open. The driver was shaking, gripping the steering wheel tight.
Keigo stepped up into the bus. He dropped the serious, angry face and put on his trademark lazy smile.
"Hey guys," Keigo said casually, waving a hand. "Everyone in one piece?"
The entire bus went silent for one single second.
Then, the kids went absolutely crazy.
"It's Hawks!"
"Oh my god, he's right here!"
"Did you defeat that monster?!"
The middle schoolers rushed the aisle. They pulled out their phones, snapping pictures and yelling over each other.
"Alright, alright, settle down," Keigo laughed, holding his hands up. "I'm just doing my job. Make sure you listen to your teacher, okay?"
Mr. Gama leaned against the bus railing. He looked like he was about to faint from relief.
Keigo walked slowly down the aisle, giving a few high-fives and signing a couple of phone cases.
Then he looked at the very back row.
There was one kid sitting perfectly still in the window seat. He wore a dark hoodie.
He wasn't screaming or asking for a picture. Keigo noticed the kid had his arms wrapped tight around his chest, like he was shielding a tiny dark shadow hiding inside his jacket.
The kid didn't panic when the gas hit. He just braced for it.
Keigo walked right up to the back seat.
Fumikage Tokoyami looked up. His red eyes were wide.
Keigo gave him a small, genuine smile. He reached out and casually patted Tokoyami right on the head, ruffling his feathers.
"Good job staying cool back here, kid," Keigo said softly.
WEE-WOO. WEE-WOO.
Police sirens echoed down the highway. The backup was finally here.
"Alright, that's my cue," Keigo told the class, turning around. "Stay safe, guys!"
SWOOOSH.
He jogged off the bus, grabbed the tarp-wrapped arm from the street, and launched himself back into the sky.
Tokoyami just sat there in the back of the bus. He didn't say a word.
He slowly raised his hand and touched his own head. Dark Shadow peeked out from his collar, looking just as stunned.
He was going to be a hero. Just like that guy.
_-_-_-_-_
Location: Hawks Agency – Control Room
Back in the control room, Kaito watched the GPS tracker on the screen as Keigo flew back home.
Kaito turned away from the monitor.
"Bip," Kaito said.
"Yeah, Boss?"
"Contact the tech guys. We need to upgrade the sensory grid around the agency. Broader range, faster alerts," Kaito ordered.
He pulled out his tablet and opened his digital notepad.
He started drafting the next phase of Keigo's training.
Then, Kaito pulled up the live Billboard charts.
Saving a bus full of middle school kids on a busy highway was going to be on every single news channel by noon. The approval ratings for this guy were about to skyrocket.
_-_-_-_-_
[Author's Note]
Hey everyone, apologies for the late release! I am currently running on zero sleep and pure spite. Some absolute doofus pulled a hit-and-run on my house's water meter and pipelines outside. Completely wrecked them. The worst part? They didn't even have the decency to knock and tell me, and I have zero CCTV in that blind spot to catch them!
So, instead of writing, I spent 3 to 4 hours doing a desperate, temporary MacGyver fix just to stop the flooding. But we currently have zero running water in the house. Since I still have to survive my night shift at work later, I am officially taking a day off tomorrow. I need to hit the hardware store, buy proper pipes, play plumber for the afternoon, and finally get some sleep. Thanks for understanding my incredibly bad luck today! See you all next chapter.
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