…the frequency of my updates have put Eternally on par with most of the other new stories. For that I really am sorry *is shot many times*
Well, for those readers who have been sticking with me all the way until now, thank you. I also want to thank all those who have read but not yet reviewed (cuz I choose to think positively), because as long as I know there are people out there who are reading my work, I get the motivation to continue:)
I've also beta-ed the previous nine chapters and changed some stuff here and there, with the addition of the 'painting scene' in Chapter 9 :P Hope you guys noticed. You might also wanna read through the whole story again if possible.
Disclaimer: I believe Sanada can give good love advice. Ah, that I do.
Warning(s): Language, shounen-ai, annoying teachers (no offence to my RL ones), OCs (only because I need a smooth story, so they'll disappear when I'm done with them), slight OOCness if you see it that way…add more if you deem fit.
Story time then^^
"…because she realised that her beloved was going to run off with some other guy and lead a brilliant gay life without her. So that's why they never ended up together. The end."
Every single student in that class sweatdropped at the explanation, with expressions of disbelief, and some laughing their heads off.
"Hanako-sensei…what are you doing here again?" one very daring student asked.
There was silence.
"Filling in for your literature teacher." Niou deadpanned.
Right. Filling in for a fellow teacher. Nevermind that Niou never read that text anyway. She just skimmed through the first five pages and assumed there was going to be some random dramatic breakup with the guy ending up with another guy and the girl being left all alone. Because come on…did all literature novels not end like that?
Hm…judging by the faces of Akami-sensei's form class students (not that said teacher taught the subject anyway)…they did not. Sad, the world would be a more interesting place if that were the case.
The silverette just shrugged and tossed the book aside.
"Well, I tried^^ Now let's get down to doing this worksheet your teacher prepared for you…"
Niou really was enjoying her life at Rikkai. Being a teacher did not mean it had to be boring. It was far from that in fact. Sure, there were the pain in the neck assignments and stupid tests that needed marking and grading, but the fun made up for it. It was great to see the younger generations so willing to learn from you and rise up. The school was well known for excellence in all areas, and most of the students fit that image, boasting a large talent pool that clinched awards and certificates just like a magnet in a sea of thumbtacks.
It was probably Yanagi's doing. Precision and efficiency were always in the equation when he handled things.
The silverette had a real good reputation among the students, and there were few who disliked her across the levels. There was always excitement (squealing from the girls) and anticipation (eager looks from the boys) whenever she was to enter a class for lessons, be it actual or just simply to relieve another teacher of his or her duties. Not just that, the staff were also beginning to look up to her. She was probably the most important one in the Maths Department just after Yagyuu.
Then there was also the issue of clubs. Niou did facilitate the running of some of them, like the girl's tennis team, the science society etc etc. She gained a lot of recognition for all of it. Not many could handle the rambunctious bunch that were the science society (for once there were no broken test tubes, explosions or injuries).
"Hiroshi, I heard from Akami-sensei that a new bunch of trainees are coming in."
Yagyuu sipped his coffee.
"Well…it is about time. There has to be constant staff traffic after all, else there would be a shortage of teachers."
Niou pasted a star sticker on a distinction score, then continued marking down the stack.
"Any under you this round?"
"No. My turn was with you. It would be some time before I get assigned again."
She huffed.
"Well good. If any other woman were to be put under your charge she just might find that hot pink hair is her new style."
"No fooling around, Haru. I would pity whoever if that happened. And I think you might get assigned one this round."
"Of course. No one can get close to my beloved and hope to ge- wait, what do you mean by that?"
Yagyuu explained that it was because Niou was already considered rather experienced and a good candidate to be attached to a new trainee. There was also a rotation system to allow experience to be passed on by anyone qualified and not just the best ones. The woman scowled, capping her pen and drinking her tea in an undignified manner.
"Darn. I may well get a guy who can't tell my boobs from my face and who can't teach to save his life."
The other had to laugh.
"Yanagi-kun won't let that happen. All these go through his approval after all. Most of the staff know not to question the way he works."
Niou finished grading the last of the stack and made a mark on her task list for the day.
"True, true."
xXEternallyXx
There were more trainees this time round. Rikkai was a popular school after all, not just among the students but the teaching population too.
True enough, Niou did get assigned a trainee. This one was a rather naive, but determined one who had passion for what she did and a good charisma. Shiharu Miyo had the makings of a great teacher, all she needed was that small push to get there. It was at this point that the silverette smiled as she introduced herself to her attached trainee.
"Thank you~ Yanagi~"
Akami-sensei also had one under her this time. Riko Kiyami. A flattering woman who was competition for Hanako in terms of bodily assets. Her personality however, was in question, but it probably was nothing big as she had passed the Data Master's eye. Just like Shiharu, this brunette beauty had the brains. Well, only time would tell if they truly belonged.
Niou really hated the way Riko was looking up and down Yagyuu. Seriously HATED the way she made it so obvious she had an interest in him. The silverette seethed. An interest in HER Hiroshi. Damn, this brunette dunce had no idea just how dangerous this territory was, did she? It was the umpteenth time in the day the other had purposely shoved her brilliant Ds in Yagyuu's face, asking him questions that Akami could have very well answered. It was downright flirtation.
"Hanako-sensei…do you like Yagyuu-sensei?"
Was she really that obvious? Even Shiharu, the emotional nut, saw it. The couple had not planned to tell anyone of their relationship yet, since it would be best kept a secret.
"Well…you could put it that way."
The normally shy teacher looked thoughtful as she continued assisting in proof-reading the answer key to the latest worksheet that the students had complained about. Seriously, who was the one who made the damn answer key?
"Sensei always seems a little more irritable whenever Riko-san talks to Department Head."
Well darn, the senior teacher thought. Her mask was fading due to her jealousy. It could use a lot more work.
"That one's a nuisance. I can't exactly think of another word to describe her. She is just…a nuisance."
The young blond a little in agreement, scanning the bottom of every page in the worksheet and the answer key…only to twitch when she saw a neat 'Riko Kiyami' printed at the bottom of one of the pages. She groaned and promptly headdesked (whatever of the desk she could under all those paperwork), much to the puzzlement (and amusement) of Niou.
"I would not really doubt she is. Even back in the academy, her flirtatious nature always brought trouble."
Then, the younger woman proceeded to continue her headdesking.
Shiharu was progressing rapidly. Niou was all too ready to put in a few hundred good things about her in her report. That cycle of respect she maintained and controlled, the efficiency in identifying students' weak points in the learning of each topic, the way she somehow managed to control the class through her aura alone due to her soft-spoken voice. Never out of line, always willing to take a risk. Maybe it was the silverette's good fortune, but all the teachers she had met so far lived to teach and not the other way round.
Except for of course, maybe Riko. That miniskirt is hardly suitable attire for a day of lessons.
"Late morning would be the best. Everyone will be fully awake by then."
"But then…isn't late morning the hottest time of the day?"
The lunching trio (Yanagi, Yagyuu and Niou) had picked out a nice restaurant and settled into a slightly more private table where they would discuss how the event was going to take place. Yanagi had long prepared the necessary resources to promote and get the student body to help if need be. They eventually decided that late morning was still the best time, since it was true that it was a time when most people would really be awake. Talk about stating the obvious.
"There should be a break. And I don't care if you are afraid of fangirls coming back to haunt you guys. They should have grown out of their immaturity already."
Yagyuu sighed.
"That is the least of our issues. I worry more for how we are going to handle those matches without the stamina we used to have."
He found a paper shoved into his face. The bespectacled man peeled it off and read it. Yanagi sat back down.
"You have absolutely no idea how much I've missed doing that, Yagyuu."
Niou could not help bursting into laughter at the sight of Yagyuu groaning into the training menu that the brunette had given him (as well as the rest of the team, so he said). It really was good having everyone be themselves again, especially since now they all had 'training' to do.
There was just something about tennis that connected all of them, even if they had not touched those beloved rackets in years. It really made the silverette wonder about the bonds they had. They were probably akin to spider webs. Thin, weak-looking, even invisible…they seemed. But underneath that guise hid a trapping mechanism of the strongest kind – threads that would never break easily.
"Publicity won't be an issue at all. Personally, I would have been able to create a decent amount on my own, but with Marui's and Akaya's help…more than three quarters of the country would know of our event within hours."
Yagyuu and Niou nodded in agreement. Actually, Akaya would have been enough. All he had to do was obtain permission to write the content, actually get down to writing the article, publish it, and voila! Those who never really let go of tennis even after so many years were bound to come even if only to watch. Marui's influence was a plus factor. He could just 'accidentally' mention that he would be participating in such an event in his interview…and he was going to fill up half the seats on campus (so the self-proclaimed genius says, of his fanclub).
"I believe there is not much we need to do, Yanagi-kun."
Said guy raised an eyebrow.
"What makes you say that?"
"The other ex-teams are bound to have their own intelligence after all. If we really want to ensure things fall into place, all we really have to do is simply to alert an influential or loud-mouthed member."
So came the jealous damn-why-didn't-i-think-of-that look from Yanagi and Niou (wait, Yanagi could make expressions?). And the discussion continued.
xXEternallyXx
"I believe I have made this clear, Riko-sensei. I really am uninterested in a relationship at the moment."
Apparently Niou and Shiharu were not the only ones having their nerves grated on by Riko. Even Yagyuu himself was finding himself twitching subtly every time the rather voluptuous teacher called his name. Alright, so she was really sexy for a woman, with curves in all the right places and the charms too, but if she had wanted to utilize all of that, then there had to be a huge problem with her choice of career.
Said teacher was acting all innocent and shy. Yeah, as if she could beat Niou in that aspect.
"Aw…but I'm sure I can help you change your mind~"
Oh for the love of-
"Meet me after work today, sensei."
A demand from an intern. How atrociously disrespectful. For once, Yagyuu could understand how Akami felt whenever someone disrespected him. Turning his gaze towards her, their gazes met and the normally strict teacher could only slump down exasperatedly in her chair. Even she had been pushed to the end of her tether. In all honesty, what was Yanagi thinking when he let this one in?
That wooden noticeboard to the bespectacled man's right looked absolutely inviting. But perhaps, he should wait until everyone was gone before indulging himself in any stress-relieving therapy.
Yanagi believed, that he should not have been surprised when a scowling Niou decided to show up at his office door, bringing with her documents that could have been handled by an intern. The silverette was never one to do things without a purpose after all. Looking up from his documents and holding gazes with her once she sat down, he exhaled.
"That new trainee, Riko Kiyami…is what you were going to start your sentence with."
She tilted her head to the side.
"Since you already know…mind explaining, Yanagi?"
Niou was not even bothering to hide how she was feeling inside. She was utterly disgusted and repulsed by the mere thought of one Riko Kiyami, and the dark aura was rolling off her in waves. Tsunami waves, if any comparison could be made.
"I suppose I have to be honest with you. Rikkai is a big school, and as such there are many things under my charge. The only thing that passed through me for the intern programme was the assignment of the teachers, for I believe Seiichi would kill me should any…unruly teacher be paired with you."
The Trickster had to admit, Yanagi had a knack for including serious info, a joke, and a threat all into one with a pokerface to boot.
"In that case, you might want to do a double-check on your vice-principal. He let in a slut, not a teacher." Niou might have looked neutral folding her arms like that but the fury in her eyes said otherwise.
The brunette man frowned at the use of language, but pulled out a file from a nearby stack anyway, flipping through it.
"Riko Kiyami. Graduated with first-class honours…diligent learning attitude…wonderful charisma…" he muttered.
The silverette rolled her eyes. It was hard to believe how any of that could be true.
"She must have paid someone to forge all that."
Yanagi just shrugged uncharacteristically and closed the file. Many of the department heads had come complaining to him about said teacher and even a few students too. Something big was going to happen if this was not settled properly. To link Yagyuu, Riko, jealousy and Niou all together…would be a horrible mistake. A trickster in a bad mood was not one to be trifled with. He knew of course- too many who had tried the other's patience back then ended up in hospitals for at least a week. Some were even traumatized for life.
The silverette sighed in exasperation, muttering her thanks as she stood up to leave.
"Wait."
She paused, door half-open.
"Yes?"
"…there is no way I can help you directly. But I just thought you could get away with it just this once."
Niou smirked, turning back to face him.
"Why thank you."
"However, I do draw the line at vandalizing school property and harming students or any INNOCENT teachers."
Oh well, at least she had already confirmed that she was not the only one who wanted a certain someone to get their ass out of the school. Not to mention she had also gotten indirect support from the principal to carry out the deed without repercussions.
The silverette nodded and strolled out of the office, and back to her desk, humming a happy tune.
Yagyuu was waiting for his lover just outside the school. Apparently, even holding out until late in the evening to go home was not enough to deter Riko from meeting privately with the HOD. He could only hope she would make this fast so he could get on with his daily routine.
"Hello, Riko-sensei. You wanted to meet me?"
"Of course. Who wouldn't want to meet a handsome hunk like you?" she purred. She was far too close for comfort, and the man found his sense of smell being assaulted with a heavy floral scent. Yagyuu could only wonder how his nose was going to survive till the end of it. He held her wrist.
"Look, Riko-sensei. I really am uninterested. At the same time it is hardly appropriate for you to engage in such behaviour in the school compound. As the Math department head I believe in drawing a distinct line between work and social life."
The brunette was not to be deterred so easily, however. She only smiled a bigger smile, choosing to run her finger down his chest.
"Perfect. I've always liked assertive men." She winked.
Riko let go and went on her way, swaying her hips in a seductive way. The bespectacled man just wanted to punch something…or someone at the moment. Too bad Riko-sensei was a woman. Though the next person he meets just might incur his wrath-
"Ready to go, Hiroshi?"
…ah, that is not to be.
"Of course."
It was almost sunset when the two went on their way, chatting casually about certain students and about the interesting bits in general.
Only, Yagyuu was not sharp enough to notice when Niou looked back and narrowed her eyes at the path Riko Kiyami had walked.
xXEternallyXx
For some reason, Yagyuu Hiroshi felt he should not be surprised when he found the whole of Riko's desk covered in bright orange glitter, with random patterns drawn in it using white glue. Not to mention the bucket of golden glitter that had so conveniently been sitting on top of the door when she came in. The trainee had shrieked with enough volume to render anyone deaf for the next couple of days, and stomped off in a huff amidst the concern of Akami-sensei as well as the rest of the Math department.
The concern…which quickly changed to utmost glee and hysterical laughter the moment Riko was out of hearing range. Even Yagyuu had smiled while solving some of the harder maths questions students had posed to him the day before. A few of the staff members even gave Niou a thumbs-up, knowing full well no other could be responsible, not even their most mischievious delinquent.
"That was just awesome…good work, Hanako-sensei!"
"Did you see the look on her face? It was priceless, I tell you!"
Shiharu put a hand on her senior's shoulder, serious expression on.
"Hanako-sensei. You have earned my utmost respect, oh great one!" And she fell to her knees, in a mock bow. That only served to add to the laughter.
All immediately ceased and returned to 'work-mode' when Riko sensei could be seen returning, albeit with her hair in slight disarray and some glitter still stuck in random places. Shiharu could only be glad she was almost out of sight of the other because the brunette looked absolutely ridiculous and she was terrible at stifling her laughter.
Yagyuu felt a vibration in his pants pocket, pulling his phone out discreetly to check if it was an emergency message, only to raise an eyebrow at the name of the sender.
"You know you loved it, Gentleman~"
He looked across at his lover, who held gazes with him for a couple of seconds before smirking and getting back to marking. The man could only sigh, typing out his reply.
"That I did. Good job, Trickster."
The HOD had stared at Niou, trying to see how she managed to type her messages without stopping work when his phone vibrated again.
"Puri.
P.S If you wanted to undress me, all you had to do was ask."
Damn. He had been caught staring…and wait what was all this about undressing? Yagyuu willed himself not to blush as he quickly typed a reply, before stuffing the offending metal object back into his pocket with more force than necessary.
"I was NOT. And please do focus on your work."
Niou could only smirk once more. It was obvious the other was flustered by her statement, that hypocrite. Her thoughts were then interrupted by a new message.
"95.7 percent chance that you have already played a prank on Riko Kiyami."
That was so Yanagi. The teacher smirked and immediately replied.
"Make that 100 percent."
The silverette was a tad bit surprised at the vibration just seconds later.
"The other 4.3 percent was of you deciding not to tease Yagyuu following the incident."
…right. She might want to rethink teasing Yanagi about his inaccuracy. When the Master put his mind to it, his predictions could become eerily stalkerish and accurate. Plus how did he manage to type that fast anyway? Niou shivered.
xXEternallyXx
Sanada really did enjoy it when he could do a day's work smoothly without a hitch. He admitted, he was one heck of a workaholic but made sure it did not affect his relationship with Yukimura. It was with a good mood (how he can be in a good mood when he was buried under what could be called a couple of days worth of work is beyond the comprehension of anyone) that he decided to answer a call without first looking at the caller ID.
"Moshi moshi, Sanada Genichirou speaking."
"Hello Sanada-kun."
The raven blinked. Why was Yagyuu calling him of all people?
"Hello Yagyuu. You…needed to ask me something?"
He could hear a sigh on the other side of the line.
"…yes. Would you happen to be able to discuss the behaviours of our respective ukes right about now?"
Sanada nearly choked on his coffee.
"…pardon?"
"I mean, do you happen to have some time on your hands?"
In all honesty, Sanada would very much rather just hang up on Yagyuu after telling him to solve his own relationship problems and get back to settling his work-related problems, like a lazy boss. But Yagyuu's problem meant it was also Niou's problem. And Niou's problem in turn meant it would somehow become Seiichi's problem.
Seiichi with a problem was an angry Seiichi.
An angry Seiichi meant not getting any for at least a week.
Not getting any for even a week was not good.
And him pushing Yagyuu away would make an angry Seiichi.
That was why, Sanada decided, it was worth putting all his work to the side for a bit and meet Yagyuu outside for dinner. It was always much, much better to nip the problem in the bud.
The bespectacled man slumped down in relief after his former vice-captain had agreed to talk over dinner. To tell the truth he had not wanted to call the other, but he really did not understand why Niou seemed to be putting distance between them and avoiding interaction which she normally enjoyed. He had then decided that he needed the advice of someone more experienced in this, and Sanada, at that point in time, seemed to be just the person to call.
"When Yukimura-kun seems to be avoiding you nearly all the time and seems suspicious of your whereabouts, what does it mean?"
Seriously. Who was he, a love therapist? The raven sighed, trying to think.
"I don't quite remember it ever happening…but I suppose it could be because you have done something to make the other act that way."
Yagyuu seemed to contemplate something, then spoke.
"…what kind of things?"
"Well…what would make you suspicious of Niou?"
Yukimura was enjoying a nice, hot latte in a cozy little café as he continued sketching his new design, his inspiration practically suspended in the aura around him. He was on a roll today, and wanted to quickly finish it up, striking while the iron was hot. Ah, tennis-related designs (and thinking of ways to torture that bitch that flirted with Sanada the other day) always did put him in a good mood. The bluenette was just finishing up his shading when he heard his message tone.
"Hello, Sei-nii."
He wondered what it was all about until he looked up to see Niou sitting opposite him, subsequently getting a heart attack, the shock of his life, and the experience of stumbling back and nearly falling from his chair all in a matter of seconds. It took him a while to recover from the shock.
"H-Haru! W-When did you get here?"
"Just."
Yukimura sighed and sat back down, closing his sketchbook. The silverette woman slumped a little in her seat.
"It's…Hiroshi."
"What about Yagyuu? Is he cheating on you?"
Now, if only he could stop hitting so close to the bullseye.
"No. Um I mean…I'm not too sure…"
In the bluenette ex-captain's head, the Gentleman had already died about a million times over due to loss of senses and extreme tennis-related wounds. In reality, the effeminate man simply nodded.
"A woman."
One nod.
"A woman sexier and prettier than you."
Two nods, and a thundercloud.
"A woman not only sexier and prettier than you, but can also make Yagyuu react somehow."
Two nods, a hesitant third one, and a bigger thundercloud.
Yukimura packed his things and stood up, smiling.
"I suppose Yanagi could do without his Maths HOD…" he cracked his knuckles.
The silverette woman 's eyes widened at the realization of what her godbrother was about to do to her beloved and she quickly grabbed onto his leg with both arms.
"NOOOOOOO! DON'T KILL HIM, SEI-NIIIIII!"
Suddenly, all eyes in the café were on them and they stood frozen to their awkward positions for a few moments. The barista behind the counter had even left his cup of hot chocolate overflowing, covering his own hand with brown sweetness. Niou quickly withdrew her arms as the bluenette sat back down, the both of them with a light blush on their faces. He looked up thoughtfully once the awkwardness had worn off a bit.
"I suppose it would be more merciful for me to use cyanide…"
"S-Sei-nii!"
Yagyuu sneezed three times in a row, muttering an 'excuse me' as he turned to the side. The other male waited patiently.
"I think it would be better if you ask Niou what's bothering…her. At least then you can be sure of exactly what is causing this rift between the two of you."
The purple-haired man seemed to have gone completely still, and Sanada wondered if he had turned into an actual statue when he spoke.
"I…want to remain a normal, healthy male with nothing missing."
And he thought an angry and jealous Yukimura was scary. Wait…jealous?
"Yagyuu…have you ever thought that Niou might be jealous?"
The blank look the other had on made the raven want to slap something…or someone. Come on, he thought to himself. Think of Seiichi, think of Seiichi, think of Seiichi…and at last he was calm. He exhaled.
Yukimura decided, that he was secretly being filmed, and that everything was being made into some kind of highly anticipated sappy romance drama, which would be released within the next few months. At which point in time he would personally march up to the director's office, take away all of his or her senses, and make him or her regret ever doing it. Yeah, that sounded like a mighty fine idea.
Too bad it was not true.
"Look Haru, much as I want to kill him for even making you feel this way, I have to look at this from his point of view too."
Well, no one ever told Yukimura that there had to be bloodshed.
"I know…but how am I going to ask…"
"Isn't it just like the time you confessed to him?"
Niou's head snapped up, shocked sea-green meeting a gentle sapphire blue. That was so many years back, and the circumstances had not been pleasant. She looked away, clutching her skirt.
"…it's not."
The silverette could feel Yukimura's palm pressing against her own. Compared to hers, his was warmer, and his fingers were a tad longer, masculine compared to her dainty ones. The woman stared at their hands, sighing.
"I can tell you it is. But this time, say it in his face- and throw in a slap if necessary."
Niou sweatdropped.
"A…slap?"
xXEternallyXx
Riko had been annoying Yagyuu after every single workday of the week for a few weeks running. It seemed that no matter how ridiculously early or late he tried to leave in order to avoid her, it did not work. It came to the point whereby he had to avoid her at every opportunity, even resorting to changing directions when she was coming from the opposite one even if it might make him late for his next class. It was even harder to make time pass when Niou kept ignoring him for no reason and always disappeared together with Shiharu during lunchtime.
The end of the workday always seemed to come too soon nowadays.
The HOD could take it no longer and whirled around to face Riko when they were outside the school gates.
"Stop following me, Riko Kiyami-san."
"You know you like it."
He sighed for what must be the umpteenth time that day.
"I admit, you're beautiful, and you have what many men want. But like I said before, I really am not interested in you."
The brunette woman simply stared a little up at him, and he badly wanted to just turn and leave. But then that would be really rude. She suddenly closed in on Yagyuu, as the man processed what was happening…though it was much too late.
Niou could take it no longer. Sure, she was mad at Hiroshi for not coming clean with her, but Yukimura was right. Maybe he did have his own reasons and just had no idea how to explain everything to her. That must be it. The silverette decided that she would listen to every single bit of his explanation for the tension between them for the past few weeks. And hopefully he would listen to her too.
…she spoke too soon.
Yagyuu Hiroshi…was kissing Riko Kiyami. A bastard kissing a bitch. She should have known…she should have known! It was her stupidity and naivety that made her even begin to think otherwise. She could barely bring herself to move, even after Riko had let go and blown the man a kiss before skipping off.
The megane knew it was too late to step back when he felt those disgusting lips pounce eagerly on his. He had closed his eyes, not wanting to look at the one in front of him. Her grip had been strong, pulling on his tie and he could not find it in himself to push her away. He was grounded in shock as she pulled away, and he reached to touch his lips.
"Yagyuu Hiroshi."
He had this horrible swirling feeling in his stomach, that Niou had seen every single bit of what happened. The purple-haired man had turned to look at his lover, at her sparkling eyes, her tear-stained face, and her upturned lips. Her face was slightly red, and not in a good way.
"I never knew you could be such a cheating, lying and conniving bastard."
A loud slap resounded in the still air.
I still can't believe how much I strayed from my intended storyline. I followed my notes halfway and then thought "AH, TO HECK WITH THE DANG THING!" and threw it to the side.
I also have to admit though, that I was probably on high when I wrote the middle part of the chapter. Or maybe it's because my exams have just ended.
That being said, I find the mental image of the Alpha pair as love gurus thoroughly amusing. What do you think?
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Thank you very much for reading, will update soon.