"Hope!" Normal Speech

'Despair!' People's thoughts

"Truth!" Flashbacks

Disclaimer: I have as much ownership of the Danganronpa series as you do dear reader.

AN: Thanks to both RWBYJNPR and Zephyrius29 for beta-reading this chapter.

AN2: Other tags for this story (since the site only gives you 2): Mystery/Friendship/Drama

Chapter 7

You Are Not Alone

Kirigiri Kyoko was an intelligent girl.

Such a thing was fairly obvious to anyone that knew her of course, so even pointing something like that could be considered nothing short of simply stating the obvious.

It wasn't her book smarts that made her stand out though, although no one would deny that she was more than competent in that aspect too, something that showed in her seat as one of the smartest members of her class.

But rather it was her deductive skills and keen intellect the ones that truly made her stand out, even above those who had extraordinary skills befitting of the title of Ultimates.

She was an Ultimate herself, after all, so one could say that it was only natural. The title of Ultimate Detective was no small achievement, even among a family that prided themselves on their skills as detectives.

And she might not show it, but she did have pride in that skill of hers. It was one that she had learned from her dear grandfather when she was a child after all.

Not only as the Ultimate Detective but as her grandfather's apprentice, Kyoko prided herself on her ability to learn the truth through any means necessary. She knew she wasn't perfect of course, but even so, she also believed that when it came to any mystery that her job would throw at her she would be able to handle it accordingly and in the end learn all the facts that needed to be discovered.

But if such was the case then…

"This is quite good!"

"Indeed it is. Eating like this once in a while certainly isn't such a bad idea, don't you think?"

…Why was she the only one lost for words right now?

She could only look down at the object that had been presented in front of her. Of course, she wasn't a stranger to the steaming contents of the bowl that had been placed in front of her, but even so she could only give it a frown of confusion, one that only became stronger as a result of the noise around her.

"Kirigiri-san, you aren't eating? It's going to get cold…"

She could only give the owner of said voice, who was sitting to her left, a side-glance followed by an even stare. Her pursed lips parted a bit to give back a response, but before she was able to do such a thing another, older voice regarded her from her right.

"Don't mind her much, Makoto-kun. Kyoko can be surprisingly shy sometimes."

She honestly had to control herself to not immediately turn her head around, such action wouldn't be becoming of her after all, so she simply turned her gaze to the opposite side slowly, just to then give the one to her right a raised eyebrow, sending the individual the simple question about that comment being necessary or not.

The only answer she got was a close-eyed smile.

Her eye actually twitched slightly at that, so quick that anyone that blinked would have missed it entirely. Her purple eyes went back to the hot bowl of freshly served ramen in front of her, and without waiting for any other unnecessary remark she was quick to bring the noodles to her mouth using the chopsticks in her right hand.

She decided to ignore the fact that she could feel a pair of smiles aimed at her direction, definitely just to focus on the admittedly good taste of the food in her mouth and not because of any of that so-called shyness.

But even so, was she really the only one that thought that this was weird? Of course she knew that the relationship that she shared with these two was far from a normal one, but surely even with that, for the Headmaster of such a school like Hope's Peak Academy to bring two of the students of said school to a ramen stand, wasn't that just weird?

Even ignoring the fact that if they really wanted to eat anything they were more than able to get it from the school itself rather than to have to go out of their way to find a place like this around the city, just being dragged out of the blue to eat some ramen with one of her classmates and her Headmaster couldn't be considered something that happened regularly in one's life.

And how had she been dragged to such an event? It pretty much came down to her not giving one Naegi Makoto enough credit when it came to fooling people. He certainly made that text message that he had sent her sound quite urgent, after all.

Not that she would have minded at all if it was just spending time with the Ultimate Lucky Student of her class, mind you, and just the thought of the rest of her classmates complaining about Makoto spending too much time with her was enough to make the corner of her lips twitch upward slightly.

But something told her that rather than Makoto, it had been their Headmaster the one that came with the idea and convinced the brown-haired Ultimate to carry said plan out.

And after being almost dragged into said Headmaster's car she found herself in a ramen stand with the two before she even realized it.

Truly, her father could sometimes give her even bigger headaches than her own class.

It wasn't the fact that she had been brought here that had her confused though, for as surprising as that had been, it was still not the first time such a thing happened every since she rekindled her relationship with the man known as Kirigiri Jin, Headmaster of Hope's Peak and also the man that just so happened to be her father.

No, what had her gaze moving from her smiling father to her chuckling classmate was the fact that even to this day she still was not aware of what kind of relationship the two had between them.

Of course, she knew her father wasn't a stranger when it came to asking for specific favors from the students of his school. She had received her own share of tasks from the man himself after all, but that at least made sense in her head considering her talent.

But what could someone like Kirigiri Jin want from Makoto of all people?

It wasn't like she believed Makoto didn't have anything going on for him, far from that in fact, but with the way the Headmaster acted when it came to Makoto one would think Makoto was his secretary or something.

In the end, her doubts could be summed up in one simple question.

What was the nature of the relationship between Naegi Makoto and Kirigiri Jin?

And suffice to say, the fact that even after a little more than a year since she joined Hope's Peak she still wasn't able to answer that question was enough to actually wound her pride as a detective.

Makoto wasn't even a good liar, for he was one that carried his heart on his sleeve, but whenever it came to whatever he was doing with her father he would suddenly become so tight-lipped that it was actually impressive.

She also knew she wasn't the only one more than a little curious as to the relationship between the two, but as far as she knew there was no one that would be able to give her a straight answer when it came to that.

Excluding the two in question, that is.

But if getting answers from Makoto was as hard as it could get, then getting some from her father was simply close to impossible. The man might have left her family, but he was still a Kirigiri at heart it seemed with the way he was able to hide everything behind a smile.

Well, maybe not everything. She could still remember those words clearly after all, the parting words that her father had left her during their first meeting at Hope's Peak after so many years.

"Keep an eye on Naegi Makoto, Kyoko…For everyone's sake."

To this day she was still lost to the real meaning behind that request, but that didn't mean that she didn't do her best to carry it out.

Sure, her reasons for doing it had changed a lot more than what she could have ever predicted, but there was still no denying that if something happened to her Luckster, she would be the first one to know.

…Maybe she needed to find a way to not make it sound as if she was stalking him, though.

She was a patient woman though, and even if the desire of discovering what was hidden between the student and Headmaster burned inside of her, she also knew that the answers weren't close to being discovered by her.

It stopped being a matter of just pride a long time ago though, and with the subtle glance she gave to the Luckster of her class, only one thought was grasped by her mind.

I wouldn't mind if he started relying more on me…

And just as the sun began to hide on the horizon, it was the sound of both her Luckster and her father asking for another service that actually had her forming a soft smile on her lips.

Sure, this wasn't her usual cup of tea.

But she wouldn't mind getting used to such a thing.

Komaru Naegi was, to simply put it, bored out of her mind.

With her legs dangling from one end of the couch in her living room while her head rested on the opposite end, the expression on her face told the world that the girl had little to no interest in what she was doing at the moment.

Flipping the page of the manga in her hand did little to fix that expression though; for there was only so many times she could read the exact same chapters before it became more of a chore than anything else.

From her position of being lying face up on the couch, the brown-haired girl moved her gaze from the pages of her manga to the table that stood in front of the couch, with said action being followed by her bored gaze turning into one of longing.

The reason for that being the manga resting on said small table, which while looking similar to the one she had on her hand, it was one that actually had the young girl more than a little excited.

It was the newest volume after all, and she honestly had to do everything in her willpower to not just grab it and pretty much eat it with her eyes.

A quiet groan escaped her lips, but the longing in her eyes vanished once she shook her head fiercely to the side. She had to be patient, she had made a promise to read it with someone else after all, and she knew it wouldn't be the same if she got a head-start on it.

Now if only her big brother could finally get here so that they could read it together!

Her gaze was then quick to move to the clock resting on the wall directly in front of the couch, with her eyes narrowing as soon as she caught on the current time. Wasn't it a bit late already for her brother to still be out?

Moving her focus to another place in the house since she had nothing better to do anyway, the girl's green eyes were quickly drawn to the entrance that led to the kitchen of the house.

And while she couldn't see from her position, her ears were easily able to catch the sound that her mom was making as she worked on preparing the dinner that they would all be eating soon enough.

Her focus was quick to move somewhere else though, as a result of a white blur swiftly moving from the kitchen to the living room. She was then quick to throw her now forgotten manga in the table alongside the newest one, knowing what said blur meant.

And just like she expected she was forced to catch a small, red-eyed animal with white fur in her hands, with said animal now resting only inches away from her face as she held the small being right above her.

"You're bored too, aren't you, Koro-chan?"

The only answer her question got from the albino Shiba Inu in her grasp was a small tilt of his head, followed by a swift flick of his tongue across her nose, something that got her to wrinkle her face before releasing a small amused giggle.

"Be sure to tell Onii-chan how much you miss him so that he comes home early next time, alright?" It might look weird for an outsider looking in, but she knew by now just how smart her brother's pet actually was.

And considering the owlish blink she received as a response right before the dog in question bobbed his head up and down, it was almost as if he actually understood her request.

And as far as she knew, he actually did.

Figures it would be her older brother the only one to bring a dog like this to their home.

The sound of the door of the house being unlocked, however, was more than enough to get both hers and the dog's attention, with said pet suddenly looking towards the door's general direction while even her own ahoge stood in attention as a result of the sound.

Could it be…?

"I'm home!"

Her hopes were quickly washed away however, for while she immediately recognized the voice it certainly wasn't the one belonging to her older brother.

That was only confirmed even further once she was able to see the owner of the voice properly, and although it wasn't her brother her lips still formed into a happy smile at the sight of the short brown-haired man.

"Welcome home, dad," She said cheerfully, which got a follow up in the form of a pair of barks, courtesy of the dog now resting on her stomach.

"Enjoying your free time it seems," Those words, alongside a smile and a ruffle of her hair was the response she got from the patriarch of the Naegi household, something that only had her pouting in dissatisfaction.

What was it with her dad and brother with treating her as if she was still a kid?!

"Welcome home, dear."

Her mom had obviously heard her dad's arrival too it seemed, considering that she had left what she had been doing to come and greet him.

With her parents then sharing a small peck on the lips, it truly looked like the typical scene that you would see when it came to a married, middle-class couple with two kids, and at one point she knew that it was just like that.

But by now, she had also grown used to what came after such a greeting.

"So, who came up this time?"

That didn't mean she had to like it though, and the groan that left her as soon as her dad asked that question proved that quite clearly.

"Just Sayaka-chan and Miu-chan, although Kirumi-chan was here too but that doesn't really count by now…"

Her mom's answer came swiftly, with a small shine now present on her brown eyes.

And what did her dad do with that information? He clicked his tongue in obvious frustration of course, almost as if his favorite team had just lost the league or something.

Then again, that might not be that far from reality.

"I was sure it would be Owari-san this time…Or maybe even Leon-kun."

"That puts us 25 to 20 at my favor, dear."

"I'm aware; you don't have to rub it in my face."

"At this rate, I'll be the one choosing what to do for vacation."

"Guh… Aren't you assuming too much right now? I still have a chance here, you know?"

The fact that such a conversation occurred almost every weekend had her looking at both of her parents, who were sending each other challenging looks, just while she sported her own look that showed nothing but incredulity.

It didn't matter how many times she saw it, she still just found it weird!

Shouldn't they be more worried rather than using such a thing as a game?!

Sure, it was fun at first, having so many important people coming to her house almost daily certainly added quite a lot to her life, especially with the likes of Maizono Sayaka being among them.

But by now it only frustrated her to no end!

Of course she knew the type of person that her older brother just so happened to be, so maybe she shouldn't be that surprised, but half of the things those called Ultimates did around him were borderline illegal!

And with her parents acting as if it was all a game while her brother just rolled with it, was she really the only one in the whole household that found it weird?!

She didn't have much problem with the more tame ones like the Ultimate Gamer who gave her some of her older games from time to time, or the Ultimate Cosplayer from which she had borrowed manga more than a few times already, but even her perception of her idol, Maizono Sayaka, had been affected after seeing her around her brother.

The fact that all of them just wanted more of her brother's time only made things worse.

It was already hard enough for her to get some time with her brother with how demanding Hope's Peak Academy was, but once you added those classmates of his it actually made it quite to get some time alone with him.

And she lived with him!

Shouldn't she have some sort of privilege since she was his little sister or something?

"Dumb Onii-chan…" She whispered under her breath. Of course she was extremely proud of her brother, after all joining a place like Hope's Peak Academy was pretty much a dream come true.

But that didn't mean she couldn't feel at least a bit jealous and annoyed. Of course she did her best to not bother her brother with such thoughts; after all, she didn't need to add to more to his already troublesome daily life in her opinion.

She still felt as if her brother had entered a whole new world and left her behind though. They used to be so close before, and while her feelings were still the same there was no denying that being with her brother had become increasingly hard with every year he spent at Hope's Peak.

It didn't help that her brother started acting a bit weird ever since he had been recruited for that school. It was hard to describe it with words, but it was as if something was constantly eating him away.

Those nightmares he seemed to still be having didn't help though, and it didn't matter how much she insisted on him telling his parents or something, he always just brushed her off as if it was nothing.

Her brother still did his best to be around her though, that much she knew, and while she appreciated that immensely it still just wasn't the same.

Today would be different though, since there would be no one distracting them and since tomorrow was Sunday they had the night all to themselves. Her brother had promised it to her after all, and now it was only a matter of time before he finally got home.

The sound of the door being unlocked once more though, something that actually stopped her parent's little contest, told her that her wish would become true sooner than she realized.

"I'm back!"

And with that announcement, it was actually the dog resting on her stomach the one that reacted first by dashing towards the entrance of the house with such a speed that she was sure she would have missed it if she had blinked.

"Eh? Koromaru? D-down boy!"

She couldn't help but smile at the sound of the owner of that voice obviously being overpowered by such a small pup. Her parent's expression told her that they were equally amused, and that was something she couldn't blame them for.

She quickly made her move and grabbed the newest volume from its spot on the table and moved to save her brother from his dog's affection.

"Onii-chan…are you sure you're alright? We could do this another day if you want…" The worry in Komaru's voice could not be mistaken for anything else.

"Its fine, Komaru," He did his best to reassure her however, with a small smile appearing on his face. "And I thought you couldn't wait to read this one?"

"Well, yeah but…" The younger Naegi continued with concern showing in her eyes from her position right beside her brother. "You've been staring at the same page blankly for five minutes already…"

His eyes widened at her words, a look of disbelief quick appearing on his face, which lasted for only a couple of seconds before it was replaced by a tired expression, with a quiet sigh even leaving his lips.

Had he really been so lost in his own particular world that he ended up worrying his little sister? Unforgivable.

"Did something happen at school again?" Komaru knew that look though, and whenever her brother showed such a troubled expression it always related somehow to Hope's Peak Academy.

"Something like that…" He responded while looking down at the manga in his grasp, although it was more than obvious that his attention was somewhere else, while his free hand moved through the white fur of the dog resting on his lap, who was also even looking at him with what looked like concern.

It wasn't that he wanted to worry his sister, or his pet for that matter, on purpose or anything, but something has been lingering heavy on his head ever since he left the school.

And just like with many of his issues, it all came back to the same individual.

Enoshima Junko.

Although if he had to be more precise then, it would rather be the lack of Junko's presence in his day.

Don't get him wrong, it wasn't like he honestly lamented not spending time with Junko or anything. God knew he would probably have a splitting headache if he had, but watching over Junko was something that by now he considered an actual duty, his feelings for the girl notwithstanding.

And today it should have been just like that, after his meeting with the Headmaster he should have gone to check up on Junko, even if it was just to make sure she wasn't trying to set the school on fire or anything.

But maybe he had been too naïve regarding her. Had he lowered his guard too much because of the peaceful, albeit hectic days he had been having so far? For it was the Headmaster himself the one that told him that Enoshima Junko had left the school earlier in the day.

Such a thing was weird by itself, after all the only reason he could even think for Junko to leave would be for something related to her job as a model, but even with that, he knew for a fact that she had no such jobs today.

…He really needed to find a way to not make it sound as if he was stalking her…

But that's wasn't all, and what made the situation truly bizarre in his mind was the fact that she hadn't left by herself, but rather with someone else.

Ikusaba Mukuro to be more precise.

And while he was sure that no one else would bat an eyelash at two sisters simply leaving the school together, he knew better. He knew that Junko had cut all strings when it came to Mukuro after her…desertion, as she liked to put it, so for the two to leave together…

It wasn't that he didn't trust Mukuro, he certainly did. The Ultimate Soldier had definitely proved by now that she was trying to distance herself away from her sister's path of despair after all.

But even so, one fact didn't change.

He didn't trust Junko, and he doubted he ever would, so to know that she was by herself with Mukuro of all people, it simply sent a shiver down his spine.

A bad feeling was starting to form in his gut, one that even right now in the safeness of his room, with his sister sitting right beside him; it still refused to leave him no matter how he tried.

"Onii-chan worries too much about that school…its fine to relax once in a while, you know?"

He was taken out of his mind, however, by Komaru's voice. The girl still had her green eyes focused on him after all.

"I don't think-"

"Even Onii-chan's room has more things from that place than anything else."

Whatever he was going to say, it was silenced by his sister's narrowed eyes and pout as she looked around his room from top to bottom. To such an action he truly couldn't help but chuckle a bit, after all he knew that she had him with that one.

"I don't think having a few gifts like these is that bad though?"

"There's a difference between a few and this, Onii-chan."

To that comment he ended up scratching the side of his cheek as an awkward smile formed on his lips, however said smile was quick to turn into a fond one once he started imitating Komaru in her attempt to catch a glimpse at all the new additions to his room that he had obtained throughout his time at Hope's Peak Academy.

"Things have really changed, huh…"

He could still remember how bare and unremarkable his room had been before after all. Just blue walls with a bed, a T.V and a dresser, with a few mangas and consoles lying around the place, certainly not anything special or to write home about, but he supposed that was only normal.

But now? Well, suffice to say that the place that he had once called a room looked so different that he sometimes truly had to wonder if he actually lived here.

The multiple gifts that filled his vision though, not only did they bring back memories that he would always treasure, but also filled him with a feeling of both accomplishment and determination.

They were a proof that he has been able to protect those that he cared about.

But even if things were peaceful right now, the bad feeling on his gut still refused to go away, but against such a feeling it was nothing but sheer determination the one that was born out of it. The determination to face anything that was to come with his own way of doing this.

That's why he had been the one picked for this, after all.

Failure was clearly not an option, for even just thinking about what could have happened if he had failed by now…

"Eh?!"

Without even realizing it, the time-traveler ended up dropping the manga in his hand and throwing his arm over Komaru's frame, with his hand landing on her shoulder just before he brought her even closer to him, their shoulders now touching.

With such a sudden action, Komaru would like to believe that her squeak of surprise was justified.

"O-Onii-chan…?" She whispered shyly, but the look in his eyes told her that it was one of those moments in which he simply needed this. For what reasons, she still didn't know, but seeing him with that look of pain in his gaze was enough to make her heart fill with pain.

If hugging her like that helped then, who was she to complain?

She wanted to know though, what was making him show such a face. Maybe if she knew she would be able to help him after all, at least do something, anything!

But she knew by now that pushing the subject would get her nowhere. Her brother could be incredibly stubborn when he wanted after all.

She would be there for him then, not only for things like this but also for the moment in which he decided to open up about what was bothering him.

But for the moment she simply rested her head on his shoulder, an action that actually got him to relax a bit, or at least that's how it seemed to her. Maybe she could at least take his mind out of whatever was bothering, even if it was just for a few minutes.

A comfortable silence fell for them, with nothing but the sound of the sleeping dog's breathing covering them. It actually took a couple of minutes for the Luckster to finally realize what he had done, and with that came an embarrassed flush that covered his cheeks.

"Sorry Komaru, I…"

"Its fine, Onii-chan," He tried to apologize, but he was denied the chance by a shake of his sister's head. "I don't really mind this."

He could only smile gratefully at her while giving her shoulder another squeeze, an action that got him another smile from the younger Naegi of the house.

It would have been fine in his opinion if they just stayed like that for a while, even if it was just in silence.

"Hey, Onii-chan."

It seemed his sister had other ideas, however.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure…?" He gave her a raised eyebrow, wondering what kind of thing she would ask him if she was questioning him like that.

She only flashed him another smile however, one that for some reason had the hairs on the back of his neck standing up. It was a smile that told him that he had done something wrong somehow, but the only thing that he could think of was…

"Why is there a box filled with girl's and boy's underwear hidden under your bed?"

…well it wasn't that one, but it was somehow worse.

It was at that moment though, that the mind that he had used to solve murder after murder simply decided to stop working altogether. There was simply no acceptable answer that one could think of right there and then after all.

His frozen smile met Komaru's unwavering one for what felt like an almost an eternity. He knew he had to say something however, but with his mind right now trying to remember how to even talk, his lips ended up moving in nothing but instinct.

"They aren't mine…?"

His instincts sucked.

"Onii-chan's a deviant!"

The saddest part was, he couldn't find a way to deny that claim without making it worse.

Such was his luck, he could only assume.

His day should have ended with that.

Sure, he didn't expect to have to convince his sister that he, in fact, was not some sort of sexual deviant, but it at least distracted him from thinking too much about Junko.

After that, it was a matter of simply answering the messages he had on his phone and then he could consider his night finished.

He knew that the next day would probably be just as, if not even more chaotic than this one, but such concerns were not for the him that had his face resting on his comfortable pillow.

He would let Makoto of the future deal with that one. He was also the one that would need to get some answers from Mukuro, so his day was already starting to sound quite busy.

The least he could do for him then, was to rest as best as he could.

But if that was the case then, why did he suddenly found himself opening his eyes in the middle of the night?

Ah, right, because his phone had decided to pick just that moment to start making noise. Didn't he turn that thing off before? He was sure that he did, but apparently, he got that one wrong.

He groaned slightly before raising his upper body, with his right hand moving to grab the shining phone from his nightstand to the side of his bed.

He rubbed his eyes for a second before focusing on the device in his hand, wondering just who exactly had decided to write him at such an hour. It wouldn't be the first time, but it was still extremely rare.

In retrospect though, he should have realized that something was wrong right at that moment.

Even ignoring the time, the fact that he didn't recognize the number that had sent him the text should have sent more than a few alarms ringing in his brain.

But thinking that it could be just a case of a wrong number or even spam, he still decided to read the text.

But the moment that his eyes locked over the content of the text, his mind decided to go back to Saihara Shuichi's mentality.

To sometimes prefer to live in ignorance over finding the truth, it was a feeling that he certainly understood throughout the Killing Games he had been forced to participate.

But at that moment, no other feeling could have ever beaten the excruciating regret that he had over deciding to read that message.

If he hadn't he could have been resting instead.

If he hadn't, his life wouldn't have taken such a turn.

And while his whole being was begging for this to just be another nightmare, in the bottom of his heart he just knew it wasn't.

The sound of his phone falling into the floor of his room only confirmed it even more, but even without that, it was the bad feeling that had been forming itself in his gut the one that told him that this was real.

And with a face as pale as ghost, with his eyes unblinking and his whole body shaking, Naegi Makoto could only re-read the message in his head over and over, trying to find something in it, anything that could help him understand the situation that he suddenly found himself into.

The only thing he found though, was a feeling of loss, failure and the mocking laugh of a certain bear filling his mind.

From Ultimate Despair to Naegi Makoto of The Future Foundation

Let's start another game

First of all, proper thanks to both RWBYJNPR and Zephyrius29 for helping me with this chapter! It would be a mess without them.

And with that, the actual plot of the story begins. I do have to validate that Mystery tag after all, and what's Danganronpa without one of those?

With this first batch of chapters I wanted to show a glimpse of Makoto's current life and status quo, but now Makoto finds that threatened by an unknown force.

Probably not what a lot expected with how I worded this chapter in the previous one, but for those that want the rest of the Ultimates or some of them interacting with Makoto's family or more Komaru don't worry, that will come…In exactly two chapters actually.

Can't say much without spoiling though, so I'll leave it all to your imagination for now. Also, did I mention I like Persona? I swear I didn't give Makoto another dog just for the sake of it.

Also, I apologize to everyone that got confused with the last chapter. There seemed to be some sort of issue with the site that didn't let people read it. I think it is fixed by now though, and with any luck, it won't happen again with this one.

Glad to know the majority enjoyed the previous chapter though. Didn't know how it would be received since it barely had any comedy in it, but it feels great knowing how much some of you enjoy it, especially since I actually really liked writing those moments between our two first protagonists.

Thank you all for having reached this far into the story. Your favs and follows are more than appreciated, and your feedback truly motivates me to write more, especially since leaving a review for the previous chapter must have been a pain (Thanks to everyone that decided to share their thoughts through PM instead though!)

Next chapter will be really different and even a first one for me when it comes to style, but let's hope it turns out good enough.

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