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- It's your will, if that's what you think. But alright, let's agree on this course of action for now, - Nihonka shrugs, gets up, and brushes herself off. - Yes, about our agreement, I remembered how you said "payment is preferably made before shipment, not after," but during our further conversation, this point somehow faded into the background. And that makes sense, if the advance payment helps you prepare better, so it's very convenient that we managed to meet here. We'll hand out the Perfects tomorrow anyway, and otherwise... Then she looks to see if she can teleport 500 Rem from the safe in the villa to her wallet with a snap of her fingers, in order to give her two thousand without any fuss, or she gives her one and a half (or two, if she doesn't mind going to [55]) and a wall ruby.
- You are a very conscientious person, Aiyano. - Linetta accepts 2k and the ruby. - Thank you, and I will try not to disappoint you.
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- Well, you didn't even need to ask again, after all, they've been calling me "eighty" for more than a day. - Holding the sealed envelopes with the tests in his hands, the knight sent them to the nearest trash can, he put them in the bottomless pocket of his pants. - No, in the run-up to the ceremony, people definitely forget about politeness. Or is it because of the crown?... I need to come up with something so that I don't look too disrespectful in it at the real "crowning." Hmm... I'll say that I'm a clown-parodist, if anything. - Watching some guy walk away, he decides to explain it to Saneksa: - This, I think, is the new city psychiatrist. The guys told me that he already came to headquarters once with strange tests. I don't remember, though, if I need to give them back to him... Interesting, what would it be for?...
- He's kind of strange, but they're probably all like that, psychiatrists? I came across an opinion somewhere that we are who we interact with, and people in this profession spend most of their lives interacting with the mentally ill, so maybe it's just a professional hazard? Tell me about the results later, by the way, it will be interesting to see, since I'm not from Carneola and I don't have a blank.
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- Uguuuu... To be honest, I imagined this more on the battlefield, after tragically defeating some terribly powerful ancient enemy who wants the death of all living things on the planet, but thank you for the offer, it's unconventional, but it sounds flattering.
- I understand. When you defeat such an enemy, be prepared for me to shoot you in the back and let you fulfill that dream.
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- Well, it was nice talking to you, gentlemen, since your employer has returned, I hope you won't be bored anymore. Once again, enjoy your meal, and see you later, - the knight bows and goes to look for Kilika.
Kilika was not in the headquarters.
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- Thank you very much! With a sense of duty fulfilled, Gion returns to headquarters.
He returned.
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- My friend, I see you can't wait to try yourself as a clown, - Beata smirked. - Well, not that I'm against it, but it's worth starting with the fact that clowning is a complex and ancient art. To be a clown is to combine in yourself an artist, an acrobat, a magician, and a little bit of a psychologist, to be able to feel people's moods and single-handedly carry a performance. A clown must have a perfect sense of humor and tact, because one bad joke can easily ruin everything! And your statements about my work, my friends, and my boss are hardly good jokes, unfortunately, - she spreads her hands exaggeratedly with an expression of face full of universal sorrow.
- Trading in dumplings is also an ancient art, or rather, the oldest profession. Although yours is probably already in a terrible state, so they won't pay much for it. - Dakhs responds with the same sorrowful look. - A fat woman, a tin can, and a bucket, well, that's not a great choice.