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- I didn't find them to be bad, and they were even quite polite. Especially the second one, which is surprising considering his background," she pauses for a couple of seconds, remembering what color the second boy was marked with. "I hope their decision to join this operation doesn't backfire on them... Yes, you know, I just thought of something. Back home, no one would ever think of sticking their hand into a donation box, for obvious reasons. First, people are decent, second, they don't want to anger the gods, and third, there's mostly small change in there. But here, I don't quite trust people as much. They haven't yet developed the necessary spiritual values to the extent that they wouldn't make a foolish and sacrilegious mistake. I may have lined the inside of the box with talismans, but I still feel that something more reliable wouldn't hurt. Because here, everywhere you look, it's one superhuman after another. Maybe some kind of mechanism or something like a bear chest... Or maybe dig it out of a pit, bring it, and re-equip it? What do you think?