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- Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaa... - burying his face in his hands and chuckling silently, Genza whispers to the left. - Fortune favors the bold, you said, right?... - in the current situation, it was a little difficult for him to remember who exactly said that, perhaps Girra-Akimitsu. - But it so happened that, despite all my affection and respect for her, in the most crucial moments, luck passes me by. And yet... what other options do I have besides opening it here and now?... And what do you think? I bet you're thinking "solve everything and be done with it"? - he asks the right, to whom he assigned the role of the black knight in this scene. - You should be locked up - everyone would feel better.
Without waiting for an answer, he takes out old Hassan and looks at his stubborn face.
- Yes... you're right. To hell with hoping for luck, the choice has been made, and we have to play it out. Maybe I was born and lived my life solely for this moment - whether it's a failure or a success, - he takes out a cigarette, rolls it between his fingers, but doesn't smoke it - so as not to create a smell. - As they say, wake up and smell the coffee.
Recalling all his training, he merges with the shadows and returns to the location to listen to Ginza and see if it is possible to move on from here.