The previous chapter was so long - over 11,300 f--ing words - that in the end I decided after posting it to cut because it was honestly not pleasant at all to read such a long chapter. So the first half of it was posted yesterday, and the second half is posted now - just to make the pleasure last a bit. So some of you may have already read this part of the story before I decided to cut the chapter in half - if it's the case, then I'm sorry for to disappoint you guys with this chapter you've already read!
Anyhow you guys better like it and leave lots and lots of comments!
No seriously, I hope you're gonna like it because it's the last chapter you'll read for quite a while. Because this story if officially on hiatus - I will not work on it until I complete my story Bathhouse revelations, which means I might not update it in the following 4 or 5 months. Don't waste your time begging me to, it's no use. You see, I'm tired of having to write two stories at the same time - I'm always confusing them and I end up having to re-read them so often it's annoying. So'll I'll get over Bathhouse revelations for good before writing again on Clueless teachers. Some of you might be happy and some might be sad about it, but either way I want to reassure you; there's no need to worry, I promise to continue CT as soon as I'm done with BR! You just need to be a little patient ;)
By the way... Many of you told me they intended to read over again Bathhouse revelations before I updated it. Well you might want to wait a bit before starting reading the whole story since I'll probably re-write some parts of it - I know myself, I know that when I'll re-read it, I'll start correcting things annoying me and end up adding paragraphs again... Just wanted to warn you guys.
Now... I know that some of you will say that Iruka is mean. But Iruka isn't really mean; he just still has issues with the Copy nin, that's all. Besides, Kakashi kinda asked for it if you ask me... Playing around an old troublemaker like Iruka. He got it coming, seriously.
As usual, unbetaed and full of mistakes. If you feel like correcting them, go ahead and send me a review, I always appreciate it a lot. If you want a summary, the previous chapter has one.
So that's it. Thank you for your comprehension and support, you've been truly wonderful so far! And don't forget to leave reviews! You know how much I appreciate your comments ;)
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Chapter 17
Of Porn Novels - Part III
Iruka had been quietly musing about possible paybacks for the Copy nin's words for over half an hour when someone knocked on his front door. Hoping it wouldn't be another suitor pretending to have lost her dog or wanting to sell him chocolate bars to buy her little sister a wheelchair, Iruka went to the door and opened it. The chuunin was surprised by the sight that greeted him.
On his doorstep stood Uchiha Sasuke. Alone.
Uchiha Sasuke, of all people.
"Why, Sasuke-kun," Iruka, coming over his initial surprise, greeted the teen with a smile, "It's so rare to see you here by yourself. Come in."
The Uchiha heir nodded curtly and entered Iruka's small apartment, his face as expressionless as ever. The chuunin watched him as he took off his sandals and felt suddenly puzzled and mildly wary of the teen's presence for some reason.
Why had the raven-haired teen decided to show up all of a sudden? To see his injured team leader...? Iruka didn't think so; Sasuke didn't seem to be the kind of guy to go out of his way to cheer up an injured colleague - in fact, 'cheering up' and 'Sasuke' were two words Iruka wouldn't think of putting in the same sentence. Maybe the raven-haired teen wanted to have a chat alone with the Copy nin. But Uchiha Sasuke could hardly be said to be a talkative person - Kakashi neither, for a matter of fact - and Iruka had a hard time imagining the teen feeling the need to confide or ask for Kakashi's advice, for Sasuke was not the kind of person who expressed his doubts and showed his weakness and therefore did not ask for people's help when it came to anything else than training - and if he wanted a few training tips, he surely wouldn't ask an academy teacher chuunin or a bed-ridden man.
Then, why was the young man there? His sudden appearance worried a bit the chuunin; Iruka hoped Sasuke didn't have problems. Or that Naruto didn't have problems... Anyhow he didn't want to ask the teen so straight-forwardly what had motivated him to come to his apartment out of the blue- it would be rude and untactful of him. And such a straightforward question was sure to scare the teen away if his presence there made him nervous anyway. Not that Sasuke seemed nervous or anxious; in fact, his face was just as expressionless as usual, which didn't surprise Iruka at all, knowing the teen's aversion to showing his sentiments.
So instead of speaking out his mind, the brown-haired man motioned the Uchiha heir to the kitchen and politely offered him a cup of tea. When the teen accepted silently his ex-teacher's offer, Iruka suggested him to visit Kakashi-sensei in the guestroom while he prepared their beverages, giving the teen a good occasion to have some time alone with the Copy nin if he needed some. The Uchiha seemed to understand Iruka's chain of thoughts; nodding at the man's proposal, he silently went to the guestroom to see the silver-haired man. From the kitchen, Iruka heard them talk a bit as he waited for the water to boil, but he ignored the sounds coming from the small guestroom, wishing to respect Sasuke's privacy - if the teen had things he wanted to discuss with Hatake Kakashi and Hatake Kakashi alone, then he wasn't going to eavesdrop. But although Iruka wasn't going out of his way to hear what they were saying, he noticed after a while that the two men seemed to be having an idle chat, the kind of polite and light discussion you had only to pass time.
Which meant the raven-haired teen hadn't come to see his jounin sensei, afterall. Iruka frowned.
Strange.
Then, it meant the Uchiha heir was there to see him, which was even stranger. What business could Sasuke have with him? They were not on bad terms, but they were far from being close... Not that anyone could be considered close to Uchiha Sasuke, except for his best friend Naruto, of course.
... Naruto. Maybe that was what it was about. Could they have had a serious dispute recently and it troubled the teen? But then, Naruto would have told him - Naruto wasn't exactly the kind of person to be angry or to suffer in silence. And Sasuke wasn't exactly the kind of person to ask for a third party's help anyway; if he'd had a problem with Naruto, Iruka was quite sure he'd settle it by himself with the teen. But it was true that Sasuke and Naruto had a rather strange relationship... They spent mostly all their time together, ate and even slept at each other's place, yet they were so different it was hard to understand how they managed to get along at all. Because they were getting along well; while they used to quarrel all the time back in their genin days, their relationship took a different turn after Sasuke returned a few months ago. True, they had grown up and were less childish and proud then they had been at twelve, but the whole dynamics of their relationship had also changed drastically. While a few years before, their relationship had been characterized by their rivalry, it was now characterized by friendship and trust. Of course, they still teased each other, but their arguments didn't have the same meaning now. It was hard not to notice it when you saw Naruto and Sasuke walking together in Konoha, Naruto babbling aimlessly while the raven-haired young man listened to him in a companionable silence.
The fact that they spent most of their free time together puzzled a bit Iruka, to say the truth. Given that Naruto was glad to have finally found himself a good friend - which was definitely a good thing - Naruto was also reaching an age where girls and dates became more and more important to a teenager. And Iruka had not missed to notice that the ramen-lover was getting interested in those kind of things as well, if the way he playfully asked him all the time about his 'dates' and teased him about his very public love-life was any indication. Then, it wasn't logical that the blond teen spent all his time with a male friend. And especially not Sasuke, who was very popular with women. Or maybe that was Naruto's strategy - to flirt with the girls Sasuke turned down. Not a winning idea, if you asked Iruka, but it was Naruto's life and he, Umino Iruka, was not well-placed to criticize him - his own love-life wasn't exactly shiny...
On that chain of thoughts, the brown-haired man suddenly had a strange idea. It was just hypothetical, but what if Naruto's flirting strategy had caused some problem between them? What if the two teens were caught in a love triangle? Not that it would be anything new; they were used to it back in the genin days, with Sakura loving Sasuke and Naruto having a crush for the pink-haired girl... But even back then, they had been only sharing crushes, and Sasuke had been pretty uninterested in a relationship of any kind. But he didn't seem to show any interest for girls and dates even now that he was fifteen, so it didn't mean anything...
Iruka sighed, realizing that his speculations were so ill-informed that he was loosing his time trying to figure out what was happening in the teens' love-life, and even more to discover why Sasuke was currently talking about the weather and Konoha's chances at the next chuunin exam with Kakashi-sensei. He was better off waiting patiently for the teen to make his move and try to help him the best he could if it was necessary.
Sasuke walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table as his ex-teacher poured the tea into their cups of tea, which confirmed him that he had been right; the young man obviously had business with him and not with the Copy nin. Silently, he put their two cups on the table and sat in front of the teen. Both men sipped their burning tea in an easy silence for a while, cautiously not looking at each other. Iruka remained silent, waiting patiently for the raven-haired teen to speak up and say whatever was on his mind. Sasuke drank his tea politely and, when he was done, finally spoke up.
"Kakashi-sensei told me that his treatment would be over very soon," the teen started off conversationally.
"Yes, Shizune-sama visited us yesterday," Iruka explained with a smile, "She said that his chakra channels were mostly healed. She'll see him again tomorrow and, if things went well, he'll be authorized to move again."
"That's good news."
"Indeed. But of course, he won't be able to return home before next week, since his muscles are atrophied by disuse; he'll need a bit of rehabilitation before being able to watch over himself again."
The teen nodded in comprehension and silence stretched between them once again. Iruka offered more tea to the Uchiha heir, but the young man turned down his offer. So he waited in silence for Sasuke to speak up again, sipping his tea slowly.
"Have you found owners for the cats yet?" the young man suddenly asked. Iruka blinked, surprised. He hadn't expected the teenager would orient their discussion that way.
"I'm afraid not," he answered simply, giving him a sorry smile.
"That's too bad."
Silence ensued once again, but it was different kind of silence this time. The chuunin didn't know why or how it was different, but it just felt... different. Iruka knew it was stupid, but somehow he couldn't get rid of the impression that Sasuke expected him to say something. The said teen was watching silently the spot on the table next to his cup of tea, as if he was waiting for something. But what could he...
Then Iruka catched on. Suddenly, he felt so stupid he wanted to bang his head against the nearest wall. To think he had been worried about what could bother the young man enough for him to visit him and had made far-fetched speculations about it when the teen's presence was, in fact, pretty simple to explain.
Empty Uchiha mansion + lonely teenager.
How could he have been so blind, honestly?
"Say Sasuke-kun, I was thinking..." Iruka said on a mildly hesitant tone for good measure, "Since you own such a big house, maybe you could... But of course, I'd understand if you wouldn't want to-"
"Now that you say it... I guess I could take care of one of the kittens."
He had said it casually with his usual expressionless face, but Iruka couldn't help but notice the way the young man's eyes lit up with relief as he spoke. Iruka smiled genuinely at him. He couldn't believe his luck - Sasuke-kun was getting himself a lovely little companion to cheer him up and Iruka was getting rid of one of the kittens. Things couldn't have turned out better! This was definitely the best news he'd heard in weeks.
"I would really appreciate it," the chuunin teacher answered honestly and Sasuke brushed off his words of gratitude with a motion of his hand. There was a short silence, and then Iruka started laughing quietly. Looking up, the raven-haired teen sent him a questioning look.
"I was just thinking," the brown-haired man explained warmly, "that Naruto was going to throw a fit when he'd hear about this."
As he heard those words, Sasuke did something that very few people have actually seen him doing since the death of his parents.
He laughed.
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"So he took the cat in the end?" Kakashi asked between two mouthfuls of rice.
"Yeah."
"The black-haired female?"
"Of course," Iruka answered matter-of-factly as he presented his loaded fork to the Copy nin's mouth, "I noticed he seemed to fancy her more than her little brother since the start. It truly isn't surprising when you think about it." The silver-haired man seemed to want to express his agreement, but didn't as his mouth was busy with his diner.
As the jounin swallowed his rice, Iruka chuckled. "He said he'd name it Yukiko (child of the snow/ little snow). I can just imagine Naruto's reaction when he's gonna hear that."
"Knowing Sasuke, he probably chose that name just to annoy Naruto," the Copy nin said offhandedly.
"And knowing Naruto, he probably wanted to call it ramen to annoy Sasuke," Iruka pointed out with irony as he presented a carrot stick to Kakashi's mouth. The said man smirked a bit before biting into the cooked vegetable presented to him.
Both men stayed silent as Iruka fed the Sharigan user with the few vegetables that were left in his plate. When they were done, the chuunin helped Kakashi to finish drinking his milk and wiped out his mouth.
"So there's just one left," Kakashi finally said, more to himself than to Iruka, or at least that was the brown-haired man's impression.
"Hn."
"Why don't you keep it?" the jounin suddenly asked. Iruka, who had been about to leave when the man spoke up, blinked at the question.
Of course, it was a question he had asked himself several times, but he had yet to find a convincing answer to it. It was not that Umino Iruka didn't like cats. But he had never felt the need to have a pet before, so he didn't know if it was a good idea to keep them - or rather to keep him, since there was only one kitten left now. Of course, he was getting quite fond of the little furballs - he had been surprised to feel down when he had seen Sasuke walking away with the little female in his arms only hours ago. But seriously, who wouldn't be fond of a cute little kitten? It didn't mean anything. And he had no idea if he was still going to like the cat when it'll be grown up. Plus, a cat meant a lot of responsibilities and troubles... And he already had his share of responsibilities.
"I don't know... I'm not really a cat person," Iruka explained half-heartedly, not feeling that convinced himself. Nor seemed to be the Copy nin; Kakashi gave him a skeptical look and the chuunin rolled his eyes, feeling mildly annoyed to be forced to explain himself.
"I just don't want a pet. Anyway, the poor thing's gonna feel lonely when I start working again."
"Pets are good for you. It's always nice to have something waiting for you when you return home. Besides, cats don't get lonely."
"Of course they do," The chuunin pointed out, "And who are you to say that; you don't even own a pet yourself."
"Yes, I do!" Kakashi protested and Iruka stared at him with surprise - he had visited the man's apartment and he was quite sure that he hadn't seen a hint of a pet anywhere, not even the shadow of a little goldfish. The jounin's uncovered eye curved up at the sight of Iruka's midly puzzled face. "I have Mr. Ukki."
"Mr. Ukki?" Iruka gave him a dumb stare. "You mean that plastic plant written 'Mr. Ukki' in big fat red letters on its pot?"
The jounin nodded happily. "Kakashi-sensei, plants aren't pets. Especially not plastic ones."
"Iruka-sensei, you truly have no imagination at all," the jounin answered offhandedly. Iruka then felt stupid as he realized the man had never been serious about it. The chuunin mildly wondered how he hadn't realized it sooner, since it was obvious that the silver-haired man, even if he had strange social conceptions, was not retarded. And thinking a plastic plant could be a pet was definitely being retarded.
Which lead Umino Iruka to a conclusion. Either Hatake Kakashi had a very strange sense of humor or he was a horrible liar.
Possibly both.
"But I guess it can't be helped since you have never been introduced to real imaginative literat-"
"If you're going to tall about Icha Icha again I'm outta here," Iruka warned him flatly, knowing only too well where such a discussion would lead them.
"Sure, but before you leave, would you mind just leaving it in front of me and opening it to the first page..." The jounin asked hopefully and Iruka sighed. He had known it would end up like this...
"Can't you think of anything else than those horrible perverted books?" the academy teacher asked him with slight annoyance.
"But Iruka-sensei, how am I supposed to think of anything else when I can see it over there, laying on the desk with its shiny orange cover...?"
What, Iruka was sure, was meant to be a convincing argument in the ex-anbu's head gave the chuunin a very evil idea. Because the brown-haired man hadn't forgotten how the jounin had made fun of him earlier in the day - oh no, he hadn't. He had spent most of his afternoon wondering how exactly he was going to pay Kakashi back for his little teasing remarks, but alas hadn't been able to come up with anything brillant. Not because Umino Iruka lacked imagination when it came to punishments - his students could certify it wasn't the case - but because it was difficult for him to find a good punishment for the silver-haired man since he was aware that Kakashi had only been teasing him and had been in his right to. Which meant he needed to find a punishment that wouldn't be too harsh with the jounin, but that would also satisfy him. And that was quite a challenge. But this time, Iruka thought with a proud grin, he really found with the perfect solution. All thanks to the Copy nin. Not that he was going to rub it in like that; he wasn't that mean...
...Well, okay, maybe he was.
"Really?" Iruka asked the masked jounin, faking surprise. "Geez, why hadn't you said it earlier? Then it's quite simple."
Kakashi shot him a surprised and mildly wary look but Iruka ignored it; he got to his feet, grabbed the tray laying on the man's laps and walked to the desk where Naruto's obcene present, along with Sakura and Sasuke's ones, was. Then, he took the infamous orange book in his hands and waved it at Kakashi.
"Since it bothers you so much, I'm going to hide it somewhere in the house - most likely were you'll never find it - and not give it back to you until you leave next week. How does that sound?"
Iruka watched with amusement as he saw the bed-ridden man blanching with horror, eyeing him like he was some kind of madman and was menacing to blow up a bus full of innocent kindergarden children.
"Actually," the jounin said on a suddenly much higher than usual voice, "there's no need to-"
"I don't want to hear about it," Iruka cut him in a teacher-like way, "You shouldn't be thinking about it anymore, so I don't want to hear about it. If you're a good boy and don't talk about it until next week, I might decide to give it back to you, say, two days before your departure? Deal?"
Blankly, the Copy nin nodded and without further ado, Iruka turned on his heels and walked away, leaving the stunned man behind. As he walked out of the room, the chuunin couldn't fight back a smirk of satisfaction. He knew he should have felt at least a bit guilty to deprive the wounded man from his treasured book, especially since he didn't have a good reason to do it. But somehow, the chuunin couldn't bring himself to feel guilty at all for what he'd done. The only feeling washing over him was one of intense satisfaction. As he recalled the priceless look on the Copy nin's face, the chuunin felt pride swell in him and his smile widened - oh no, he sure as hell didn't feel guilty at all! The only thing he regretted was that he couldn't do it over and over again to see the porn addict stare at him in horror as he took his precious book away...
Iruka knew it wasn't a very nice thing to wish, but he couldn't bring himself to care; as far as Iruka was concerned, Kakashi had it coming for 1) teasing him, 2) bothering him with those books and 3) being an impatient jerk. Because the jounin only had had another day to wait before being able to finally read his damn book. But of course he couldn't wait. Waiting was not for Hatake Kakashi. Well if that wouldn't teach the jounin to be patient, nothing would, Iruka thought with dark amusement. And maybe it would teach him that annoying people was not a good way to get something out of them. Not that Iruka would have helped Kakashi to read Jiraiya's newest piece of junk even if he would have asked it nicely, but still.
But more than anything else, Iruka felt like he had finally settled down the score with the silver-haired man. Like they were quits now. He knew it was silly of him to think that way, but... Although he had reluctantly come to start pardoning Kakashi for stalking him in the past week, there had been something nagging him, something preventing him from being able to truly forgive the man. His hurt pride, maybe. But it seemed now that his pride had been avenged. Maybe, just maybe, he would be able to truly forgive him now. Not that Iruka honestly wanted to forgive Kakashi, but he knew it wasn't healthy not to, especially since Kakashi-sensei was Naruto's Team leader and that they were bound to meet again after this was all over. He guessed he just needed to... forget about it.
Besides, Iruka thought happily, depriving the man from his porn for a while could only be good for him. Without his cherished 'Icha Icha', Kakashi was bound to get bored. And Iruka fully intended to use the jounin's boredom to try to introduce the Copy nin to real literature and show him that 'Icha Icha's were not the only books on Earth.
Most people would have thought Iruka was off his rockets to give himself such an impossible mission, and Iruka probably would have agreed with them only a short while ago. But ever since he had that strange - and somewhat humiliating - discussion with the Copy nin earlier in the day, the brown-haired man was seeing Hatake Kakashi's addiction to those bad-written porn novels under a new light. Indeed, he had previously assumed – like most of his peers - that Hatake Kakashi was just another pervert but his whole perception of the jounin was challenged when he learnt that the man wasn't reading the Icha Icha series out of perversion. Because reading Icha Icha all the time without being a pervert didn't make sense since the sex scenes were the only reason why people read these books to start with - let's say it quite frankly, Jiraiya was no writer. It was common knowledge, even among his fans. Then, what could possibly explain the Copy nin's interest for such reading materials? Kakashi had said he was reading them out of habit, but Iruka wasn't satisfied with that answer; anyone could see that the jounin loved those books, it was obvious. But why?
After much thinking, the academy teacher came to the conclusion that Kakashi's interest for the sannin's books probably was not an interest for pornographic novels per see, but rather an interest for lecture. At first, such a theory had seemed weird, but in fact it made sense because, in all likelihood, the first - and only - book the Copy nin had ever read was an Icha Icha. Which explained why the silver-haired man liked them so much: he had never read anything else, so he couldn't compare it to something he already knew. And even though his theory sickened him, Iruka had to admit it did make sense; from what Iruka knew of the man, the young Kakashi, chuunin at six, probably hadn't thought much of loosing training time to read, and he probably would have never started reading in the first place if he hadn't tried reading Jiraiya's novels as a mean of training. But those were only speculations, of course. Iruka couldn't know for sure if he was right or not, but in either case he had decided he was going to introduce Hatake Kakashi to real books. He had a few good books he could share with the silver-haired man - anything to help him getting rid of his addiction to those horrible novels who were assuredly setting a very bad example of social interactions for a man lacking social skills as much as him.
Iruka smiled at the thought: those were the kind of punishments he liked the most - constructive actions disguised as punishments. There was nothing more satisfying than punishing someone and knowing you're helping them without them realizing it.
Feeling surprisingly happy with himself, the chuunin put the infamous orange book he just had confiscated on the table, intending to find a good hiding spot for it once the Copy nin was asleep, and dumped the rest of the dirty dishes in the sink. Humming, he helped himself with the left-over rice and boiled vegetables and started eating absent-mindedly, mildly wondering which book he'd first lend to the silver-haired man when the man would be able to move again - which reminded him that in less than a day, he wouldn't have to tend to the jounin's every body needs anymore. That thought alone made him want to dance with happiness.
Definitely, this turned out to be a good day in the end.
As Iruka finished eating his dinner and started washing the dirty dishes, he heard the silver-haired man calling for him. The chuunin frowned; had it imagined it or was it a plead in the Copy nin's voice? Feeling mildly worried for some reason, Iruka dried off his hands on a nearby cloth and hurried to the guestroom.
"Kakashi-sensei? What is it- !!"
Words died in Iruka's mouth as soon as he reached the guestroom door, surprise silencing him. Then, an amused smile graced his lips and he crossed his arms, leaning against the threshold casually as he watched with interest the strange yet rather cute scene taking place in front of him.
There was Hatake Kakashii, half-lying on his bed with his blue pajamas on. Exactly like Iruka had left him around half an hour ago. Yet there was something on the man's bed he was quite sure that wasn't there when he left the room - on the top of Kakashi's pillow stood a small grey furball.
A gray furball who could be seen happily munching the Copy nin's right ear.
Iruka stared some more at the scene, feeling highly amused by the sight of the cute little kitten eating Kakashi's earlobe with energy, much to the man's obvious dismay. The almighty Hatake Kakashi, being terraced by a mere kitten. If Naruto ever heard about this, Kakashi would never hear the end of it, he thought playfully. The jounin sent him a pleading look, looking rather distressed that his ear was being used as a chewtoy. Iruka could only sympathize with him, but it didn't stop him from finding the whole situation very funny.
"Iruka-sensei...?" he asked meekly, an obviously plead in his voice.
"What?" the brown-haired man asked with faked innocence. He couldn't resist it. It was far too amusing for him not to tease at least a bit the Sharigan user about it.
"Could you, hum, get me rid of... it?"
"I don't know," the academy teacher said back with a playful hesitation, "You sure seem to have a lot of fun together..."
At those words, the jounin sent him a betrayed look worthy of a child whose chocolate cake piece had been taken away from him in front of his eyes and Iruka burst out laughing at that thought. Shaking his head with amusement, he walked up to the bed and took the mischievous kitten in his arms, away from Kakashi's molested earlobe.
"This little boy seems to like you a lot, Kakashi-sensei," Iruka teased the silver-haired man, who sent him a dull look clearly showing that he thought this was NOT amusing and did not want to discuss the matter any further. Smiling, Iruka looked down at the little culprit. "Molesting people is bad," he scolded quietly the kitten, but the little furball didn't seem to care at all - instead, he stared with confusion and mild curiosity at Iruka's muscled chest with its wide and still a bit blueish eyes. Then, the little kitten started trying to work his way out of the man's arms, as if he had decided Iruka's arms were boring and wanted to get out of there. Unfortunately for him, the chuunin was holding him well.
Iruka stared at the kitten as he tried relentlessly to free himself and smiled softly.
"You know what, Kakashi-sensei...?" the academy teacher spoke up slowly, "...I think I'm gonna follow your advice and keep him, afterall."
On his bed, the Copy nin seemed to be wondering bitterly what had motivated him to speak the chuunin into adopting that molesting little pest to start with, and Iruka did like he hadn't noticed it.
To be continued... later!
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