Kaiba rolled over in his sleep, and something furry brushed across his nose.

He slowly cracked an eye open and saw a spotted tail lying flat beside his face.

Bolting upright in shock, Kaiba's head spun terribly and the room tilted in his vision.

He gripped the sheets to his chest, his heart pounding furiously while he stared at the stray cat sleeping peacefully on the pillow. W-What the fuck?!

"Isono!" Kaiba shouted, and Yami jerked awake, his blood running cold when he realized he had been discovered.

Yami bounded off the bed and raced for the window, his paws hitting the glass painfully when he landed face-first against the closed panes.

Ow! He growled as he slid to the floor. Eyeing the latch angrily, he flicked his tail in annoyance at Kaiba.
Crap. This was bad.
Why was this human awake so early? The sun had barely risen!

"Come here…!" Kaiba threw the covers off his body and lunged at the cat, intent on catching it.

Yami let out a panicked cry and dodged Kaiba's outstretched hands, dashing under the bed and sitting at the far back against one of the large bedposts, trying to calm his own pounding heart.

He saw a pair of feet circle the bed and a set of knees appeared. Shrinking away nervously, Yami eyed the window ledge again, furious with himself. What would happen if the human caught him? He'd just be thrown out…right? But his clothes were still on the roof!

Kaiba sat stiffly beside the bed and felt an aching headache coming on. His body was strangely sore, and his memory from last night was foggy. All he could remember was the pretty, spiky-haired man's soft kisses and warm hands helping him into bed after he'd been drugged at the bar.

Did this cat belong to the mysterious stranger?

What a way to leave an impression, Kaiba fumed, hearing the door click open and Isono came rushing inside, standing over him breathlessly, trying to help him to his feet.

"Master Kaiba, what's wrong? Do I need to call a doctor?" Isono wrung his hands nervously, remembering Kaiba's drunken behavior last night, and he was relieved to see that the master had regained some of his color.

"There's a fucking cat," Kaiba hissed, pointing underneath the bed. "That guy left his damn cat with me. What the fuck!"

Yami froze and breathed a tight sigh of relief.
Oh…good. He hadn't been completely forgotten, so perhaps it was safe to come out and expect to live. He inched to the edge of the bed and spotted the open door.

He could run for it now while they were distracted.

Tensing powerfully, Yami dashed out from under the bed and went straight out the door, managing to race down the hallway and enter the first empty room he could find.

"It's probably hungry," Isono said shakily, barely recalling a ball of fur curled up beside Kaiba's arm last night when he had come in to shut the windows. "I'll go get it some milk. Keep it away from Miyu in the meantime. She's resting in Mokuba's room."

"That dog doesn't mind cats," Kaiba said stiffly, bending down to check on the cat, horrified to find that it had disappeared. "Shit!" He twisted his head around frantically, noticing Isono had left the door half-open.
Fuck. It was now loose in the house.

"Oh…dear," Isono breathed, and he marched out the door, his resentment for the spiky-haired stranger rising. He hadn't recalled seeing the man bring in a cat, so where had it come from?

Yami sat stiffly on the ground, staring up at the closed window, eyeing the sleeping child in the bed beside it with extreme dread.
This was…the worst! What's more, he had forgotten this human owned a dog, which was sleeping peacefully at the foot of the bed with its ears flicking back and forth slowly as it snored.

He could hear the rumble of frantic footsteps rushing throughout the house, clearly searching for him, and Yami cursed angrily. He would just have to risk transforming back to unlatch the window with his hands, then get to the roof for his clothes….

The dog woke up quickly as the sounds of footsteps passed by the door again, and Kaiba could be heard talking to the housemaids, "There's a cat…its spotted, looks like a leopard, and it's medium-sized. Leave bowls of milk near boxes so we can trap it and check it for fleas…"

I don't have fleas, Yami thought indignantly, freezing permanently in his spot when the dog got up slowly on all fours and bared its teeth, growling at him.

Shit.
He wasn't equipped to deal with a hostile dog.
He wasn't at his full strength anymore.

The soft growling woke the boy, and a tiny foot stuck out over the edge of the mattress to give the animal a nudge.

"Shut up…Miyu, too early…" Mokuba groaned, pressing the pillow over his head and feeling the dog back up into his heel, still growling. "What? Do you want to potty? What do you want? SETO! MIYU NEEDS TO PEE!"

Crap, crap, crap! Yami's mind raced frantically for a solution as the dog began barking at him with all its short white hair standing on end. It bayed angrily as if to say,' get out! get away!'

Mokuba sat up slowly and rubbed his eyes sleepily, seeing a beautiful spotted cat sitting huddled against the wall underneath the window ledge, staring fearfully at him with large, amethyst eyes that were lined with dark markings.

Wow, a pretty stray cat had somehow gotten in and was about to be attacked by Miyu.

He tumbled out of bed and dashed forward to scoop the cat up, feeling it tremble happily with relief in his arms.

"I got you kitty, the big scary dog won't eat you," Mokuba said soothingly, giving the cat a slow pet on its head, marveling at how soft it was. "Pretty kitty…."

Kaiba burst breathlessly into Mokuba's room, followed quickly by Isono, and both men stood in the doorway, just in time to see the dog urinate on the floor beside Mokuba's desk chair while Mokuba stood by the window, petting the spotted cat in his arms.

"Can we keep him, Seto?" Mokuba asked innocently, wrinkling his nose at the dog. "Ew…she peed. What happened to all the potty training? This is the first time she's done that all year!"

Yami gazed curiously at Kaiba who looked handsomely disheveled, and at the manservant, who looked quite shaken due to the eventful morning he was having.

"Isono, take the dog outside, call a maid to clean it up, and call a vet," Kaiba managed through gritted teeth, and he strode towards Mokuba, patting his brother gratefully on the head. "Good catch, kid. Give me the cat. It's not ours. We need to make sure it doesn't have any diseases before we keep it, okay?"

"But I found her first, so I get to keep her, right?" Mokuba cried, backing away and gripping Yami so tightly, he was having difficulty breathing. Just his luck. Children had always liked him.

"Maybe. We'll have to see," Kaiba replied impatiently, wrestling the cat out of Mokuba's grip and feeling his brother stubbornly resist. "She belongs to a friend. We're babysitting her for a few days, okay?"

"I wanna give her a name!" Mokuba whined, and Kaiba sighed, giving his brother a tight hug before looking deeply into his big round eyes.

"Yes, think of names. In the meantime, she'll stay in my room. We need to keep her away from Miyu."

I'm male, Yami thought indignantly.

Mokuba scrunched up his face and handed the cat over slowly, his ears reddening. "Fine."

Yami blinked in surprise when Kaiba lifted him out of Mokuba's arms and high in the air. A hand grabbed one of his hind legs, spreading him intrusively to look at his crotch.
He let out a yelp and kicked out angrily.
What the hell kind of indecency was the human trying to commit?

"It's a boy," Kaiba declared loftily, wrestling the cat still in his arms, barely avoiding a sharp swipe from the cat's other hind paw.

"Whatever," Mokuba shrugged carelessly and climbed slowly back into bed. "It's too early. Let me sleep until 7. Get out of my room."

Kaiba managed a small smile at his brother before he hurried out with the cat tucked under his arm.

Yami didn't struggle and let himself be carried, his frustration rising higher and higher when he realized Kaiba would be keeping a close eye on him. He was deposited gently on the floor in front of a steaming bowl of milk, and he gazed furiously up at Kaiba, wishing it was a bowl of warm blood instead.

"What?" Kaiba said testily, his impatience rising as the cat glared at him with angular violet eyes that were lined intentionally with black fur. "You don't like whole milk? Come on…what the fuck. What do cats eat?"

Yami sat down indignantly and felt cold hands petting him, scratching behind his ears while his stomach curled with hunger. Anything with meat would be nice…something raw….

Kaiba picked the cat up gently and strode through the hall, his mind filled with thoughts of the spiky-haired man, wondering what his reasons were for leaving this cat here. It looked like a rare breed, but it seemed to be well-trained.

How fucking strange.

Yami stayed still and let Kaiba carry him off again while he licked his paw aimlessly.

This was how he had been surviving these past few decades.

Usually, a child would pick him up at a park and beg the parents to give him a home. He had lived comfortably housed with several families over time, making sure to run away every 15 years so as not to arouse suspicion of being an "immortal cat".
Sometimes, he would transform back into his human form and feed on the child, who would usually offer themselves up willingly, thinking that they had a magical cat, which was…not untrue, but the truth was definitely more sinister.

Food didn't taste like anything when he assumed a human form, so an animal form was preferable when eating.

Kaiba set the cat down by his feet and yanked open the refrigerator, staring blankly inside it and wondering what the cat would want to eat.

Yami circled Kaiba's legs and his mouth watered pitifully when he saw stacks of frozen fish several shelves above him, and he stood up on his hind legs, now wishing he had enough strength to talk.

Kaiba glanced at the fish and back down at the cat.
He grabbed the fish and held it up over the cat's head, watching it leap and dance upwards excitedly.

"We can communicate," Kaiba sniffed arrogantly to himself, slamming the door shut and moving to the stove, almost tripping over the cat as he took a step forward. "Get…away! Go wait over there!"

Growling, Kaiba grabbed an empty bowl and set it down on the ground, watching the cat slink towards it and sit obediently in front of it, swishing his tail slowly.

It seemed this cat was better trained than his dog.

Yami watched excitedly as Kaiba thawed the fish and began to sear it in the frying pan. The delicious aroma of cooked meat filled the air and Yami felt faint.
How long had it been since he had been fed a real meal? He had left a family recently because the infant whom he had watched grow up had graduated high school, which meant he had overstayed his 15-year welcome.

A tiny cardboard box given to him by a passing salesman had been his temporary home, and that man came to feed him every three days, usually bringing canned tuna from a convenience store.

If Kaiba would willingly be his next host family, he would gladly consider staying…if it weren't for the dog.

A steaming slab of salmon slid into the bowl, and Yami thanked Kaiba silently in his head before he dipped his head down to eat enthusiastically.

Kaiba sighed and sat back on his heels, shaking his head. He stuck the pan in the sink and leaned over it unsteadily as his head rushed strangely. Spots dotted his vision. His ears began to ring. Was he…sick?

The drug was taking a while to wear off, or he was ill. Either way, he wasn't feeling well enough to do anything other than think about the spiky-haired guy who had ditched him with the pretty spotted cat.

Yami lifted his head curiously, watching Kaiba leave the kitchen, then he stuffed the rest of the food into his mouth and ran after him.

He padded softly into the master bedroom and saw Kaiba sit down at his desk, flipping his laptop open and beginning to type resolutely.

Kaiba grit his teeth when he felt the cat rubbing up on his legs, so he backed his chair up slightly to glance down at the ground between his legs.

The cat sat down obediently and blinked up at him with large, angular amethyst eyes.

His stomach did an odd somersault when it laid down at his feet and waved its tail lazily at him, yawning so widely, he could see all the rows of sharp teeth.

C-Cute?

"Hey, where's your owner?" Kaiba asked aggressively, wondering if the cat would somehow talk back to him. It behaved eerily human enough, so…maybe it would.

Yami tucked his chin over the top of Kaiba's foot and purred guiltily. Right here.

"I'm going to check the camera feeds," Kaiba growled to himself, and Yami froze anxiously, listening to the tapping above his head. Oh no…there were cameras in this house?

Holding his breath, Kaiba drew up the feeds from last night and played them quickly, seeing the limo door open, and after a moment, he saw himself getting out, stumbling awkwardly with an arm hovering in the air while the other hung limply at his side.

The hairs on the back of his neck slowly stood at attention as Kaiba continued to watch. He entered the house and limped up the stairs, occasionally swaying to the side, but something kept him upright.

W-Was he going insane or did it seem like someone invisible was at his side, steadying him on his feet?

Or…he was just acting strange due to the drug.
Why else would his arm be hanging up in mid-air like that? Perhaps he really did need to call a doctor. If there were some lingering muscle paralysis drugs in his system, it might be life-threatening.

"I'm never going back to that bar again," Kaiba growled, palming his face in frustration as the pretty man's face swam to the front of his mind again. "Fuck…I didn't even get his name!"

He slammed his fist down angrily on the desk, causing the cat to jump in fear and meowl at him.

"Oh, shut up," Kaiba pinched the bridge of his nose and took steady breaths, willing himself to keep it together. He had found the guy but had foolishly let him slip away again. He couldn't bear another two months of sleepless nights, thinking about what could've been if he hadn't fucked up.

The only thing he could do now was hope that the pretty spiky-haired man would come back and pick up his damn cat.

Yami pawed gently at Kaiba's leg and gazed sympathetically up at him, feeling another twinge of guilt. It seemed…this human really cared about him.

Kaiba picked the cat up and set it in his lap. "Now stay still." He could've sworn the cat was giving him the feline version of puppy eyes.

Yami wiggled upwards and placed his paws on the edge of the desk, eyeing the keyboard. Well, if Kaiba wanted to know his name that badly, he could tell him by typing it down. Maybe, he could also ask Kaiba to open the window too, so he could get to his clothes on the roof.

He couldn't transform into another animal because he had no strength.

Leaping up onto the desk, Yami stepped on the keyboard, desperately trying to find an empty notepad document to write on, not caring that he was messing up all the open tabs on Kaiba's screen.

"Hey!" Kaiba cried, grabbing the cat and pushing him away from the laptop's keys. "Stop that! Oh my fucking…god…get off!"

Yami batted Kaiba's hands away with outstretched claws, hissing angrily in response. His hind foot stepped on a key, and a blank document popped up. Excited, Yami spun around to look for the letter 'Y' on the keypad, but before he could, he was picked up so swiftly, his stomach churned, and he found himself on the floor.

He stood up on his hind legs, glaring furiously at Kaiba.

"Get off my desk. I need a cage for you, dammit," Kaiba breathed, resisting the urge to shout at the cat. "Stay off…the desk. Got it? Fuck."

Cage? Yami bristled indignantly, wishing he had fingers so he could give Kaiba the middle one.

Kaiba stared at the cat, and it stared back at him stubbornly. There was a long silence while they competed silently, neither of them blinking.

Kaiba's phone buzzed in his pocket, and he relented, slipping it out and pressing it to his ear.

"Kaiba."

Yami listened intently, wondering if he was strong enough to hear what was being said on the other end, but all he could hear was a soft warbling. He clearly needed to feed again in order to regain more energy.

"Goddammit," Kaiba breathed, and he hung up the phone. He strode over to his desk and slipped his computer into his briefcase, feeling the cat's eyes follow his every move.

Yami sat down on the bed and flicked his tail curiously. What was the phone call about?

"Stay there, don't fucking do anything," Kaiba said stiffly, pointing an accusing finger at the cat. "Don't pee on my floors. Don't even fucking think about it."

He's leaving! Yami realized, and he gazed steadily into Kaiba's eyes, chancing a slight nod.

The phone buzzed again, and Kaiba answered it quickly. "Speak."

"Mr. Kaiba, we can fit you in today," a smooth voice said quickly. "A surgery date has been moved, so if you'd like to bring your cat in today by 8AM, we can give it a basic exam."

"Thank fuck," Kaiba cursed. He hung up on the receptionist and glared at the cat. "Come on, you. We're going somewhere fun."

Fun? Yami perked his ears up, and he padded softly across the bed, his heart leaping with excitement.

He found himself picked up by the scruff of his neck, and his ears burned with fury and humiliation. Squirming and kicking, Yami briefly considered returning to his human form just to give Kaiba a fright, but to his relief, Kaiba wrestled him into his arms and hissed at him to be quiet.

"Master Kaiba? Shall I accompany you?" Isono asked warmly, seeing the master storm past him and grab a set of car keys off a hook. "I can drive. Where will you put the cat?"

Kaiba hesitated for a moment before he nodded and tossed Isono the keys.

Thoroughly confused, Yami glanced between the manservant and Kaiba, whose arms had tightened around his body. He had a bad feeling about this….

He was carried through a hallway and past another door where several cars were parked, and before Yami could take a proper look, he was sitting in Kaiba's lap in the front seat while they backed out of the garage.

Glancing around in confusion, he felt Kaiba shifting behind him as a seatbelt was buckled, and cold hands encircled his body once more.

"Stay still…." Kaiba said, giving the cat several rough pets on its head. He was sure the cat was in good health, but he wasn't about to house a stray cat with his dog. Also, he wasn't about to return the cat to the spiky-haired man in worse condition.

"I'm not a pet hotel," he said, addressing Isono. "Why would he leave this cat with me and then take off without saying anything?"

"I'm more concerned with where he went and how he managed to get past the gate without anyone opening it," Isono answered quietly, glancing nervously at the cat before he focused his eyes on the road again. "Is he a close friend of yours, Master Kaiba?"

"Hell no," Kaiba scoffed, feeling the cat snuggle into his forearm. "You and I both know I don't have any friends."

Yami blinked and didn't move, his chest tightening strangely at all the new information he was learning.

"Then, please be careful when this individual shows up again," Isono said darkly, stopping at a red light. "Something about him is strange. I can't put my finger on it."

"It's the way he looks," Kaia muttered, feeling his cheeks heat up at the memory of the man's pale lips touching his neck. "He might be a foreigner."

Isono remained silent after noticing Kaiba's embarrassed reaction, and he gripped the wheel tighter. Perhaps this was the young master's way of making friends. Either way, it was strange.

The car pulled into a small parking lot, and Yami's eyes widened when he recognized the building, and he tensed, ready to bolt. It didn't matter if his clothes were on the roof of the mansion.
He just needed to get away now.
The vet was a bad place to be.
A tracking device could be implanted into his skin. His blood would be drawn for tests, and everyone would soon realize that he had no blood….

"Oh, no you fucking don't," Kaiba growled, slipping off his jacket and forcefully bundling the cat up in it when he sensed the cat knew what was about to happen. "Isono, get the door."

Yami fought against the folds of the jacket with ferocious energy, hating everything. Why did this human care so much, enough to take him to a vet? How fucking annoying!

Yami kicked out again, and he felt strong arms come down around him in the darkness to hold him still. He was being carried. A door opened and a bell jingled.
Breathing heavily, he listened as a woman's voice floated through the air.

"Welcome, Mr. Kaiba. Right this way…"

Damn it! Yami cursed, kicking out furiously again and letting out a frantic yell. He heard his own yowl muffled in the fabric of the jacket, and the woman giggled sympathetically.

"You should get him a carrier, Mr. Kaiba."

"It's a stray," Yami heard Kaiba answer, and his blood turned into ice.

No, NO! I am not a stray! Yami thought frantically, crying out again and giving the jacket a futile kick. The end was near. They were going to draw his blood and stick cotton swabs into his rectum.

"The doctor will be right in…"

Yami struggled viciously and gave one final kick. A bright light flooded his senses and he held still as Kaiba swept him up in his arms and gave him a firm shake.

"Stop struggling! This is for your own good you, piece of—"

"Master Kaiba, please," Isono got to his feet hastily and lifted the cat out of Kaiba's arms, feeling it go alarmingly limp. "You're frightening it."

"I don't…care," Kaiba enunciated, feeling exhaustion settle heavily on his shoulders and he sank into one of the nearby chairs. Why was any of this happening? He had just wanted a goddamn boyfriend, but instead, the beautiful man had vanished without staying the night and had sicced a stray cat on him.

The door opened softly, and the doctor stepped in, looking rushed.

"Good morning," she said curtly, bowing hastily and pulling up a chair by the long metal table. "Let's see what we have here. A stray?"

"Yeah," Kaiba growled, watching Isono gently set the cat down on the table, and it mewed loudly again, glaring reproachfully at him with those angular amethyst eyes.

I hate you all! Yami hissed, baring his teeth at everyone in the room, wondering if he should urinate on the doctor's white sleeve.

"Hostile…definitely a stray," the doctor said amicably, looping the stethoscope off from around her neck and eyeing Yami carefully. "Can I touch you with this, Mr. Kitty?"

Yami resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he sat down obediently and waved his tail softly at the doctor, determined to show that he was not a stray.

"No, he's just temperamental," Kaiba said tiredly, rubbing his temples where a light headache was throbbing. "It's very well-trained."

"Oh, he can do tricks?" the doctor asked, intrigued, and Yami leaned his head away as her hands came for his face, and the cold metal stethoscope began roaming down his chest. "Strange…I can't seem to find a heartbeat."

Because I'm dead! Yami stiffened and gently laid down on his side, splaying out his arms and legs, deciding that playing dead would get the message across.

"Oh…you're cute," she cooed, scratching him behind the ears. "A very rare breed. This cat is definitely not a stray, Mr. Kaiba. I believe this is an Egyptian Mau with a bronze coat. You look very much like a cheetah, don't you, Mr. Kitty? Don't you?"

Yami's eyelid twitched.
Yes, finally.
It was clear he wasn't a stray.
Was it over yet? Could he leave now?

A light shone intrusively into his eyes and he swatted her hand away angrily.

"No, no, kitty, hold still," she said gently, swishing the light left and right, and Kaiba bit the inside of his cheek, his patience running thin.

"What is it?" he asked impatiently, tapping his foot against the floor, and Isono shot him a look that said, 'calm down'.

"Interesting eye color," she mused, reaching for the laptop sitting to her left. "I've never seen it before. It might be a mutation. And the forehead markings here, we call this 'The Mark of the Scarab Beetle'. If this is a stray, we will take photos and upload it to our 'lost pet' section—"

"No need," Kaiba interrupted, his foot tapping the floor faster and faster. "A friend left him with me. I just need to know that it's not sick or contagious. I have a dog."

"These cats are loyal and friendly. They can get along well with dogs and children alike," the doctor said warmly with a smile, her fingers digging through Yami's fur as she spoke, and Yami squirmed uncomfortably, feeling her nails raking over his skin.

"The skin is not dry. I don't see flakes or mites…and if he's not scratching himself strangely, I daresay he's a clean cat, Mr. Kaiba," she said, picking up another tool from the table.

Yami begrudgingly let her check his ears, squeeze his stomach, pry open his mouth for a look, listen for his heartbeat again, and inspect his paws before picking him up to run a swab around his genitals.

His stomach curled with fury and shame. God…damn…it.

"Looks like a well-cared-for house cat," she said with a firm smile, standing to wash her hands at the sink behind her. "But he is a little underweight, so make sure he's eating. If he's not eating, bring him back."

Kaiba remained silent and nodded stiffly. That spiky-haired foreigner was the fucking worst!

"Good," Isono answered for him , looking visibly relieved. "Thank you, doctor."

"My pleasure," she said, reddening and bowing hastily.

She left in a rush, and Kaiba picked the cat off the table, feeling slightly less agitated. Maybe the spiky-haired man was on vacation, and he had no one who could properly care for his rare cat, so when he saw a rich man, he jumped at the opportunity to leave the cat at the mansion.

Isono held the door open for Kaiba, seeing the master blink and stare off into space.

"Master Kaiba?"

"He's using me!" Kaiba said angrily, his heart pounding painfully in his chest at the horrible realization. "He saw me and thought, 'I'll leave my fancy cat with him for the weekend and never come back!'"

"I doubt that, Master Kaiba," Isono said quietly, letting Kaiba brush past him, and the cat stared sadly at him from underneath Kaiba's arm. "The man will come back for his cat. They will miss each other. It looks sad."

Yami lowered his head, and his chest tightened uncomfortably again. That was not the message he had hoped Kaiba would take away from this

He twisted around to look into Kaiba's face, but he was being ignored.

Kaiba threw himself moodily into the car and set the cat down by his feet, his stomach curling with depression.

Yami leapt up into Kaiba's lap and sat down on top of his legs, placing his paws on the human's chest and giving him the biggest cat smile he could manage, showing all his teeth.

"Gross," Kaiba said plainly, and Yami snapped his mouth shut, his body heating up with anger.

I'll show my you face, just you wait. Yami raged, feeling the car lurch forward. Strong hands circled his body warmly to steady him, and he suppressed a grateful shiver.
All he had to do was open a damn window and get back up to the roof.
It didn't sound too hard, and it wasn't supposed to be hard, but that was currently his biggest challenge.

Hopefully, when the house was empty, he could transform back and grab his clothes. In the meantime, he could enjoy the comforting hand resting atop his head.

Sighing happily, Yami curled up in Kaiba's lap and drifted off lightly, enjoying the warm sunshine coming in through the car's windshield.

Kaiba felt the cat relax slowly against his body, and he ran his hand through the wonderful spotted coat, marveling at the softness.
This was fine. The cat was well-trained and clean.
The spiky-haired man was just strange.
This cat meant that he was coming back, so it was only a matter of time until they met again.

His mood brightened considerably with that thought, and Kaiba settled back against the car's seat, enjoying the warm purring coming from the furball in his lap.


Author's note:

Yami is "trapped" in cat form until the humans leave him alone.

Kaiba misses the mysterious spiky-haired guy he had been blindly kissing.

Mokuba wants to keep the new pet. Isono is a good manservant, being suspicious and all.

Edited by: taedae

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