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- Ha-ha, that's quite a twist – to become a leader and then stumble over "yes sir, yes sir, may I report, sir!". Parading on the parade ground and polishing my mustache – that's definitely not my thing. You did the right thing by ditching Calcitus, old man, otherwise we wouldn't be here now.
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So, ambitious youngsters like you are definitely not a bad thing for our country, just don't lose your passion for life.
- I can do anything, boss, I could even become a scientist and disprove your theories about sleep, or shoot fire from my eyes, or play the piano. But it all seems a bit boring to me. But you know, every time I remember my old man, it makes me feel a little better. He lived a fun life, he was happy, he always moved forward, and when he had a bit of bad luck, he just disappeared. Luckily, I survived, otherwise he would have been completely lost in the sands of time. He was here, and then he was gone. At least he had some fun with that scorpion before the end. Eh! He was a good guy... He would be upset that I don't want to continue his work, but his experience also taught me that you can use yourself for evil. Maybe we can do it without all the drill sergeants, huh? - the young man winked in response. - You probably didn't do much marching yourself.
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The boss presented the clients with their orders – stuffed squid, salad, and "foreign dish" for Genza, and "pirate's heart" with udon for Baky. - Enjoy your meal.
- Cheers, buddy! - cutting the squid and not sparing the salad, he throws them into the furnace and chews for a while, nodding his head. - You know, he looks like some celestial being from a book, but he tastes like good meat. It makes you think. But what? - leaving the rhetorical question hanging, he shows Alamush a thumbs up while chewing the second piece, then snaps his fingers at Baky. - M! About the meat - do you know anything about "desire"? I'm passionate too, but I have a feeling that it's really intense. If you mess up even a little, you'll have to drink poison, - Genza emphasized his words with a sip of a cocktail (which he would be ashamed to order in a normal situation in the company of his friends). - ...and you probably have to keep up the pace too.