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In the silence and under the cover of night, Gonhu and Insho arrive at the port, where they soon find themselves before a large ship. It seems that the companion planned to take her inside.
- Little ginger, little ginger, puffed up like a chickadee, - the girl looked up at the guest, - I'm not talking about you, I'm just coming up with content. Welcome.
- And who is a chickadee? - Ferus asked after returning the greeting. - Although it's not that important right now, I'm here for content as well, in a way. Maybe you can help me. The guy explains the situation and asks about ten questions.
Having calculated in his head that he has enough time for the last visit, he waits for an hour for the green light to cross the busy street to Kuromodo.
- And who is Pyzhik? - Ferus asked after greeting him in response. - Although it's not that important now, I'm also here in a way for content. Maybe you can help me. The guy explains the situation and asks about the ten questions.
- I have a few free minutes, so yes - I can help.
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- And you didn't manage to escape? Caught in genjutsu, - he stretches his stiff limbs. - Don't you think that too many training sessions end with a quiet rest with a sore neck or a torn stomach? It's as if we spend more time unconscious than conscious.
- Yes, that's a problem... - Hisoka scratched the back of his head, and then massaged his neck. - You could even get an injury... And then there will be no time for missions... Zumi remained silent.
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He sticks his head out of the tent.
Sticking his head out of the tent, Genza comes face to face with the sensei. - Boo! What do the youngsters call it these days, a jumpscare?
Before sticking his head out: - Guys, where are you all from? Akimitsu and I are from Ruzika, for example, but where are you from? Oh! And what was your entrance exam like? They threw me into a pit with the Calcite creatures. I beat up as many as I could, and then... Zumichka, how about you? Hisok? Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... did you get a task?Author
Sticking his head out of the tent, Genza comes face to face with the sensei. - Boo! What do the kids call it these days, a jumpscare?
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- B!.. Sensei, it's you!.. - flinching, Genza tried to get back in line. - You still need to remember that we are people... - he muttered to himself, - You don't let us rest, do you? I understand you... Maybe I would act the same way in your place... He perks up: - IT DOESN'T MATTER. JUST DO WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO.
—Good evening. —He stops at the shelf with autobiographies. —Hmm... Who are these people, and what are they famous for?
- Hello, - the beautiful saleswoman-owner smiled charmingly, - these are autobiographies of the participants of the Golden Quince festival of 975 - the annual festival in Margel, revived by Empress Naria. This was the first such event in many years, and therefore it is of particular importance to its fans. I am sure that if you buy it now for 10 rems, you will be able to sell it for 1000 in 50 years.
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- Guys, but where are you from? Akimitsu and I are from Ruzika, for example, and where are you from? Ah! And what was your entrance test? They threw me into a pit with Calcites. I fought as many as I could, and then... Zumichka, how about you? Hisoka? Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... and did you have an assignment?
- I already told you... From Mufigur... They say it's the toughest place in Asuga... But I don't agree with that... It's morally harder in the capital... Too many people... And everyone is in a hurry... - I'm from Enlil. - Zumy answered briefly. - We three had the same test as you. - Uh-huh... So, probably everyone takes the entrance test... Although, it's interesting... What if the Calcites run out, then what?... - You're talking as if they're not people, but some kind of supplies.
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- B!.. Sensei, it's you!.. - Genza, embarrassed, tried to get back in line. - Still, don't forget that we are people... - he muttered to himself, - You don't let us rest, do you? I understand you... Maybe I would act the same way in your place... He suddenly perks up: - IT DOESN'T MATTER. JUST DO WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO.
Another person in Nemuyasu's place might have frowned, but the sensei was not that kind of person. - Well, now you can rest. Hey, Zumy, Hisoka! I'm giving you 48 hours for free time. Write down all your actions during this time in a notebook, and make sure you are all here when this time is up. - Can we go to other cities?.. - Yes, you can.
- Hello, - the beautiful saleswoman-owner smiled charmingly, - these are the autobiographies of the participants of the Golden Plum 975 festival - an annual event revived by Empress Naria in Margel. This was the first such event in many years, and therefore it has special significance for its fans. I am sure that if you buy it now for 10 rems, you will be able to sell it for 1000 in 50 years.
"Again, these Margel residents. And where are the biographies of our domestic asuguhs?.." -Do you really think so? - he decided not to pay attention to the obvious attempt to sell unnecessary junk. - Well, I suppose I might have a free hour during my travels. Then I'll buy Gion... And wrap up Beata too. Thank you.
The single, simple calcit unit was working at its limit, trying to figure out how it was possible that there was only one announcement on the capital's notice board, and of this particular kind. "The wealthy lords won't bother going to the notice board – one. There's the Temple of Nanya – two. If things were really being done here, there would be more announcements – three... It's just one. One, single, some kind of madness..." "Lydia!" – startled by the sudden realization, Ushumgallu retreats to his own room. "Yeah. It seems that madness isn't contagious, but who knows... " – he excused himself to the ordinary wall of room number one. – "I still need to sort things out with the guild." Perhaps it would be wise to take up the diary now, to think everything through from the beginning, to weigh the pros and cons, but is that his style? The inner voices already know everything. "The son of Kingalud will be running errands for enthusiastic half-wits? That sounds like a shitty plan. Kir said that sometimes they even have to rescue cats from trees. Or are you going to patrol the perimeter in the 'Palm' until you're gray? Or do you know anything about the 'Desire'? If things get really bad, you can always go lion hunting, but guilds are either for eggheads or for those who aren't their own masters." It was that simple. Before going to sleep, Ushumgallu goes to the protector to declare his intention to stay out of the guild
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⛓️♿: "I'll buy out Gion," do you even realize what kind of Vietnam flashbacks you've given me?! 🐱🐲: Hehe. ⛓️♿: What's so funny? You're laughing, but I have to live with this! 🐱🐲: You have Vietnam flashbacks with every sneeze. ⛓️♿: Yeah... 🎪🏹: And what are you going to wrap me in?! 🐱🐲: In a sheet. And carry me to the cemetery. ⛓️♿: What about the safe word?! 🎪🏹: We're not playing an exp! 🐱🐲: The exp in Revnya is so harsh. ⛓️♿: You promised everything would be okay... 🎪🏹: Yes! I said Revnya wouldn't touch us! 🐱🐲: Show on this doll where Revnya touched you. ⛓️♿: I can show you where the dark Lunarians touched me... Although, it would be easier to show you where they didn't touch me. 🚀🌟: ...is this doll me? 🐱🐲: Oh, Luke, hi, how did you get here? 🚀🌟: I'm shocked myself. So, what's the doll of me doing here? 🐱🐲: ...and what's the safe word here?