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"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚞𝚍 𝙸𝚋𝚞?" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚝𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚖 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 serba 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 "𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊. 𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒, 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔-𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚊. 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞?"

"𝚄𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝙰𝚛𝚒. 𝙰𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚞, 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 ___"

"𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒?" 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊.

"𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚊?" 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒. "𝙹𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚞, 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊?"

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊-𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚊. 𝙴𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚜. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖.

𝚁𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞 𝚔𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚝. 𝙳𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚝, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙱𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚗𝚢𝚊.

𝙱𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚒 𝚙𝚒𝚙𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚛 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚑 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚒. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚜𝚊, 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚞𝚊.

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𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙻𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜. 𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚒.

𝙱𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚑𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚒. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑. 𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛.

𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚔𝚘𝚝𝚊. 𝚂𝚞𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚞𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊.

"𝙰𝚍𝚞𝚑!"

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚑, 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚙 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗.

𝙱𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚛.

"𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒?" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞. "𝙳𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚊.

"𝚃𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛, 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚞𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚒." 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗. 𝙳𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚞𝚔𝚞. "𝙺𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚞, 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚖𝚞," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐.

"𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚘𝚙𝚊𝚗!" 𝚌𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚛 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚜, 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚑.

𝙱𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑, 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚖, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. "𝙰𝚢𝚘. 𝙺𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚘," 𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊.

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚞𝚔𝚊, 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑. "𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐?"

"𝙰𝚍𝚊. 𝙹𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞𝚔 𝚋𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚘," 𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚝 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐.

"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚋𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚞𝚔," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.

"𝙺𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊, 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚞𝚔 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔. 𝙺𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚊, 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚞𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗," 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚑 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚛. "𝙰𝚢𝚘, 𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚔," 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊.

𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚞. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖 𝚋𝚘𝚐𝚘 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒.

"𝙰𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚊. 𝚂𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚙 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚐.

"𝙱𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚕𝚊𝚑. 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚞𝚔 ...." 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚕𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. "𝚂𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚑𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚗," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗.

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚝. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚓𝚘𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐.

𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊, 𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚓𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝𝚞.

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞, 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑𝚒 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚙 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚢𝚊.

𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒 𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚝. 𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚑𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚗.

𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚓𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚊. "𝙺𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚑 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚗𝚢𝚊.

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞. 𝙱𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚊, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚊.

"𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊, 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚒𝚛," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒.

"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝙱𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝙸𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚜." 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊, 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚊.

"𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 ___"

"𝙻𝚊𝚕𝚞, 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊?"

"𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐.

"𝙱𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚑? 𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚞 𝚙𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚝?"

𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗. "𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊."

𝚃𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊, 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚑 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒.

𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐, 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔? 𝚁𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚒𝚋 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊. 𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚊.

"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚞?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐.

"𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚙 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒, 𝙱. 𝙸𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙𝚔𝚞," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗.

"𝙾𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚔𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊 ... 𝚞𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙 𝚍𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚊." 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛.

"𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒. 𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚞, 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚔𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚝."

"𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊? 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚃𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚞𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞𝚔.

"𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗, 𝙱?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗.

"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗." 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚋𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊.

"𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚞𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚙?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗.

"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚊𝚗. 𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚑 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊."

"𝙸𝚝𝚞 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚖𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚊. 𝙺𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊."

"𝙹𝚊𝚍𝚒, 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊-𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚞?" 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜.

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚔 𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚝, 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚑 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝚖𝚒𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚘, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗. "𝙺𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚑𝚒𝚛 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚊.

"𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊? 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚞𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚜," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚑.

"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚒𝚖𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚒," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙱𝚘𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛 𝚔𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗.

𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚕𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊.

"𝚂𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚞 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗. 𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚖𝚞?" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚔, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞𝚔 𝚋𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚝.

"𝚁𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊." 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚕𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. "𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊.

"𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚞𝚊?" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊.

"𝙹𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚞𝚊, 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚝𝚞𝚊. 𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒. 𝙺𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊-𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚞𝚊, 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚒 ___"

"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚓𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊. 𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚖𝚞 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚞?" 𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚙 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗. 𝚂𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚑𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊.

"𝙻𝚊𝚕𝚞? 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚙 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔.

"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞. 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚠𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗, 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊." 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞.

"𝙳𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚒, 𝚔𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊. 𝙳𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚊𝚗."

"𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚓𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗?" 𝚃𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝, 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚒-𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚜𝚒.

"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 ...." 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖, 𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊.