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𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕. 𝚂𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚠𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊-𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊.

"𝚂𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒. 𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝚝𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊," 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊, 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐.

"𝙻𝚊𝚕𝚞?" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞.

"𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊, 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜. 𝙺𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗, 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊. 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎 𝚓𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚜." 𝙴𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚛 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊. "𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚊, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚖𝚞?"

𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖, 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊. "𝙿𝚊𝚔 𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊."

𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚓𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚔𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚛. 𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. "𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚒," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.

"𝚈𝚊, 𝚃𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗." 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚑, 𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚢𝚊. "𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝𝚞?" 𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊.

"𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊?" 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒.

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊. "𝙵𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝙱𝚊𝚕𝚒. 𝙺𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚑. 𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗. 𝙸𝚗𝚒 ...." 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚔𝚞𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚑 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊.

"𝙿𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚒?"

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗. 𝚂𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚒𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚝.

"𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚘𝚜𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔. 𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚕𝚊𝚑. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚜," 𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚔 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗.

𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊.

"𝙹𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚒 ...."

"𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚔 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐. 𝙸𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚒𝚗," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚔.

"𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞, 𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒. 𝚁𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 ... 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕. 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑."

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛-𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚔 𝚍𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚊. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔.

"𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊?" 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞, 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊.

"𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞."

"𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚔," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗.

𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚛. "𝙹𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊. 𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛-𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚞. 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊."

𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚕𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚔. "𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊, 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚖𝚞 𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊."

"𝙿𝚊𝚔 ...." 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚋𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊.

"𝙱𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚞?"

𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚔, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚑. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗.

𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚍𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚑 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝.

𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒. 𝙱𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚁𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚠𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚢𝚊.

𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗.

𝙰𝚍𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚑𝚒𝚛. 𝚂𝚎𝚓𝚘𝚕𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚝. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.

𝙳𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖., 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐. 𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚒 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛, 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒. 𝙿𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚕, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒-𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒. 𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒, 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚊.

"𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞. 𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑.

"𝙺𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚒, 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚎𝚔𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚜.

"𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙻𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊," 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚔 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚊𝚗.

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚔𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒, 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚛.

𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒. 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒. 𝙷𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚒, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊.

"𝙹𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚘𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛, 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚔," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊.

"𝚂𝚜𝚜𝚝𝚝!" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚘𝚕 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚜.

"𝙻𝚊𝚑! 𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑?" 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜.

"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚊𝚔 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗. 𝙼𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚜, 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 ...."

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊-𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗, 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝚂𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊, 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚁𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚠𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚢𝚊.

"𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒?" 𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚖 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚔.

"𝚈𝚊, 𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚗. 𝙸𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝙿𝚊𝚔 𝙱𝚘𝚜?" 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚔 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊.

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊.

"𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊, 𝙿𝚊𝚔?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚊-𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑, 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚗-𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚓𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊.

"𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚝. 𝚂𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚋𝚊𝚛 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊. "𝙰𝚢𝚘, 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐. 𝙻𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚑. 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝. 𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒."

"𝚃𝚊𝚙𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚑𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚗, 𝙿𝚊𝚔." 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊.

"𝚈𝚊. 𝙱𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝.

𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚙𝚞𝚗, 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔.

𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚞-𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚞, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚔 𝚔𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚊𝚗, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔. 𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚕𝚞𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚓𝚞 𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝙿𝚃. 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚃𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚎.

"𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙱𝚞 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊, 𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐.

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚔𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚛, 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑. "𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚙𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊.

𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕. "𝚂𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗.