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- Bertora... indeed! Or, look... Bertora... Bert... Ber... Ber-chan! Well, since I've told you my name, I'm not sure what it means, but we once had a Hotaru in town, and everyone called her Hotaru-chan, and she liked it. She seemed to have come from somewhere, and "personally," as she told me, I could call her Hotto-chan. I guess it's something good because she seemed to bloom right away when I addressed her that way. I mentioned "enterprise" earlier, but maybe I was exaggerating a bit, without realizing it at the time. Of course, it all depends on the person, and even though I know I'm not the only one, I feel something in you, Ber-chan, that evokes a feeling of... hmm... respect and pleasantness. Those are the very emotions that our brothers, and perhaps our sisters too, lack in everyday life," Genza sighs, placing his hand on his heart.
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After some time, Bertora finishes the portrait of Genza.
- Ha-ha, spot on! I'll hang it up in my place; my friends will be amazed! I knew it was a waifu-style! - he wipes a tear from the corner of his eye. - Okay, with Akonia and this, I'll stay in such a pleasant company for a little longer, and let the boss fume - he's the one to blame!