Edited by: Priapus
Waking up after a refreshing nap, I stretch my arms, get out of bed, and open the window to let in some air. Taking a deep breath, I gaze at the city and its residents below. The warm sunlight hits my face, making me smile. Ah, it's a joyous day today…
But why shouldn't it be? Considering what happened last night, the city before me might as well just belong to me. I may not directly command it, but with their leader unwittingly entering a contract with me that she'll never leave, it's mine all the same.
I look back at Jean, peacefully sleeping on her side of the bed after a long night of much-needed dicking. I wasn't keeping track of time, but I think that was the longest session I've ever had with someone since coming to this world.
I've taken her in her own office, in the hallways, on the stairs and nearly in every room in the building. There hasn't been an inch I haven't fucked her over, and before long, her willpower ran out, and Jean was begging me to 'take' her and 'impregnate' her.
Their beloved and honored grandmaster, on her knees, acting like a bitch in heat. Emptying the headquarters was a smart move on her part. I imagine having anyone see her in that humiliating state would be mortifying.
Admittedly, I did think that taking her outside and fucking her there would be hilarious, knowing she couldn't stop me, but I decided against it. I feel as if that would bring more trouble than it is worth, and contrary to what Lisa believes, I do have a heart. I'm not that cruel.
It took way too long to pull this off, longer than necessary, if anything, but that's mostly my fault since I kept getting distracted with other things. But now, knowing that Mondstadt is mine makes me feel terrific. And knowing she could never live without me makes me more than satisfied.
I'm not sure if this is my dragon blood acting up, but this feeling of a successful conquest will never get old. I've used the same tactics to take over kingdoms and empires a hundred times before, but it's always just as satisfying. Look at me, being a good clan member and bringing one more world to the fold even though I'm on vacation.
Well, not 'world' per se, but close enough. I don't think there's an interest in Teyvat anyway. I've yet to see anything that might attract the clan's interest in it. And if there is, we've already taken over another version of it without me realizing it. It happens sometimes. It's not like I was involved in every conquest ever.
Regardless, I'm doing my job without even trying. And they call me lazy. I think I deserve a raise.
As I return my gaze to observe the city below, enjoying the silence and warmth, I spot someone glaring at me with her arms crossed, prompting me to smirk and wave. Lisa visibly sighs before gesturing for me to come see her. She's not wasting any time, is she? Oh well. I don't think I have anything else to do right now. Besides seeing if Diona is done preparing her samples, but I can do that later.
As for bringing my own luggage, that'd be a waste of time. I can just come back here in mere minutes whenever I feel like it. I think I'll spend my last day here having sex with Jean, enjoying the fruits of my labor.
I walk away from the open window, wearing my pants and glancing at Jean, seeing if I should wake her up before deciding against it. I think she deserves a few more hours of rest. I went too hard on her last night, even though she loved it almost more than me.
Now, where did I put my shirt?
I look around her room, noticing that for a modest woman like her, this place is anything but. This place alone is bigger than my house. Though seeing how much of a workaholic she is, it's too bad that it barely sees any use.
In the midst of my search for my shirt, I remember that I took it off in her office on the first floor, not here. So I exit the room and head to the stairs before a door on my left opens suddenly, making me bump into a familiar scientist with green hair, prompting her to spill her notes on the floor.
"O-oh, I'm so sorry!" Sucrose says, crouching to gather her things. "I-I didn't see you there—?!"
Her eyes widen in a mixture of horror, embarrassment, and joy as she sees me. As for me, while I give her a smile, I'm confused. I thought Jean had removed every knight before summoning me. Did she forget one or two?
"A-ah…" Sucrose's gaze goes from my face to my chest and stomach, her own face burning red before she quickly turns around, giving me her back. "W-w-why are you naked?!"
"I'm not. I'm wearing my pants."
"T-that's not what I– Why are you here?!" She asks. Her embarrassment is delicious. "I-I mean, I'm happy that you are here, but why are you shirtless?"
"It's a long story. More importantly, why are you here?" I respond with my own question. "Why have you disobeyed Jean's orders to leave the headquarters?"
"She ordered what?!" Sucrose twirls around to look at me in shock, visibly trying not to look at my exposed torso.
"Yes. Didn't you hear?" I raise a brow.
"No?! When did that happen?"
"Last night."
"Last— but I was doing research all day long! I didn't hear anything about leaving the headquarters!" She complains.
She's in panic mode. As funny as it is, I have to get her to calm down. And the best way to get a nerd to calm down is by asking them about their interests.
"What were you researching about?"
"Huh? Oh, about what you, um…" She looks away, still embarrassed. "Y-you know, what you gave me that time."
Ah, right. I might've forgotten about that.
…I see an opportunity. Seeing that I'm leaving soon, I might not get this chance again for a while.
I can't leave her all cold and lonely now, can I?
"Of course, of course. Well, color me interested." I respond, clasping my hands together. "Mind telling me what you discovered? Who knows, I might have some feedback to give."
"Really? I mean, of course! I'd be happy to." She nods enthusiastically, her attitude doing a complete switch as she takes me by my hand and drags me to the room she came from. "Over here. I keep most of my research material in my room. Please, if you have any criticism or if I got anything wrong, do correct me."
"As you wish."
It's just too easy.
– Lisa –
Growing sick of the bastard dragon's disrespect, Lisa, knowing damned well what he was trying to do, decided to just go see him for herself. It's as if everything he was doing he did for the sole purpose of pissing her off. No, not 'as if'. She knew that was the case despite saying he liked her, calling her 'pleasant' and 'delightful' and whatever other manipulative tactics he tried to pull.
But what he said and what he did were completely different. He could praise her as much as he wanted, but it all meant jack with how he'd act. While she didn't know if the disconnect between his words and actions was just him being easily distractable, Lisa still wouldn't fall for his idiotic tricks.
She thought she was being very clear when she told him to come down so they could have a talk, and even though she was in no position to demand anything from him, it was still unreasonably irritating when he decided to make her wait for more than ten minutes. How hard was it to just leave the building? What the hell was he trying to do now? Did he get lost or something?
Gods above, why can't he just pretend for once? Lisa thought, slowly growing more annoyed as she made her way to the knight's HQ.
And while Lisa wasn't there last night to see it happening for herself, it was evident that he'd gotten everything he wanted from Jean. So what was he trying to gain now? Her ire? Because he already had that, too. Lisa hated everything he stood for and was praying for the day he suffered the consequences of his actions.
No, she didn't care about his promise of breaking her curse or sharing his knowledge. Frankly, she wouldn't let such things change her perspective on him. Friendly or not, he was still an evil man.
She entered the HQ, closed the door behind her, and immediately noticed the lack of guards. Not like there were many of them anyway, seeing that most were on an expedition, but telling the knights to leave while Jean had her 'contract' with him was wise. Rumors spreading was one thing— those happened all the time, but they didn't need witnesses.
So far, ignoring the thrown clothes everywhere, there was no sight of Crimson in any of the rooms on the ground floor, and the building was dead quiet. What was he doing? Was he even here? Maybe he'd left and gone somewhere else, but then Lisa would've seen him exit the building.
She continued her search on the second floor, heading towards Jean's room since that was the last place she saw him. After knocking, no one answered, so she slowly opened the door. Yet, there was no sight of the asshole dragon. This was giving her a headache…
Jean was there, however. Naked and asleep, looking the most peaceful she'd been in years. It had admittedly caught Lisa off guard. Although it was to be expected, she'd underestimated just how much the grandmaster had needed this. She couldn't remember the last time Jean was in a deep sleep like this.
Not wanting to bother the grandmaster, Lisa gently closed the door before a frown made its way onto her face. But if Crimson wasn't here, then where the hell had he run off to? Was this another one of his stupid games? Because she did not have the patience to do this.
As Lisa went to look for him in any of the other rooms, she paused and heard something coming from Sucrose's, so with that noise being her only lead, she opened the door without bothering to knock, immediately regretting that decision. Lisa took a moment to process the scene before her, expression turning into one of embarrassment.
The good news was that she'd found Crimson.
The bad news was that he was bending their timid scientist over her desk.
Lisa wanted to avert her eyes, but she couldn't as she watched him mercilessly rearranging the poor girl's insides. She felt her own core getting hotter each time Sucrose moaned and cried in pleasure, not even acknowledging the librarian's presence. Of all the knights she'd seen Crimson seduce, their scientist was the last one she'd expected.
She had always been kind of invisible to others. Always quiet and introverted—a recluse who preferred to do her research in peace and not bother with social environments. Lisa never thought she'd see the girl make a face like that.
She held onto the desk for dear life as she tried but failed to mute her cries of ecstasy, her legs shaking violently as Crimson brought her to orgasm with every thrust. And it wasn't like he was holding back on the clearly inexperienced girl. He fucked her like his life depended on it, and it made Lisa jealous. Which was mortifying enough.
"Ah, Lisa. Good morning." Crimson said casually as if he wasn't balls deep in Sucrose. "Sorry, I got a little distracted. Let me just finish here, and we can discuss that notebook I promised you."
Lisa's shock wore off at his casual greeting, replaced with annoyance. She tried to hide her rapidly growing arousal with it as she rubbed her thighs together, but she was almost sure that he noticed. To make things worse, she couldn't look away. She didn't want to look away.
Gods, she needed it. It was like a drug. It was all this bastard's fault.
She bit her lips, watching as he sped up his thrusts, prompting Sucrose to cry out louder and louder until he sheathed his entire length into her, no doubt filling her womb with his seed. The timid scientist squealed in euphoria, cumming one last time and staining the floor with more of her juices before her consciousness slipped away.
Once his member stopped twitching, he pulled out, still wet with their mixed fluids, and Lisa got to see it standing tall and proud. Crimson turned to look at her shamelessly after he put the sleeping girl on her bed, not showing a hint of embarrassment at how hard he was in front of her.
Regardless, Lisa tried to ignore her growing desires, admittedly curious at how he had Sucrose bent over her own desk.
Though, it was a losing battle. She knew it was her turn now.
"How did this happen?"
"Well, to make a short story shorter, she asked for more samples, and I obliged." He pointed at the small vial on the desk filled with what Lisa hoped wasn't his semen. "Then one thing led to another, and here we are."
Something made Lisa feel like he was lying, but she wasn't going to question it. She should be surprised it didn't happen sooner.
"I-I see…" Lisa dragged her eyes from the vial to Crimson's gaze.
Or, well, she tried to, but all she could stare at was his still-rigid cock. Any other time, she would've yelled at him to get dressed and stop waving that thing around, but whatever he'd done to her— this strangely heightened libido caused by her pregnancy made it hard to even get out of bed without touching herself at least once. It wasn't normal.
This was his fault. She didn't know if it was intentional on his part or not, but he'd turned her into this addicted slut. Lisa couldn't even focus in situations like these. She hoped— prayed that this was a temporary effect because if it wasn't, she might really not be able to live without him.
"What?" Crimson raised a brow. "It's not going to suck itself."
This was her hell.
"Can't you at least pretend not to be vulgar for a few minutes?" Lisa hissed, knowing she was fighting a losing battle against her desires as she hesitantly got closer to him.
"Please, you want this more than I do." He rolled his eyes in amusement. "I wonder what the other knights would think of you if they saw you like this…"
"Shut up." She seethed, squatting down in front of him. "Just be quiet."
"I'm only teasing." He shrugged. "I do admire your willpower, you know."
Lisa didn't respond to that as she wrapped her soft lips around the head, feeling it twitch inside her mouth once she started to lick and suck. It felt good, making her feel a pleasant, tingling sensation in her drooling snatch, which was fucked up, as it pretty much proved that he'd somehow rewired her brain to find any sexual acts with him, no matter how minor, feel great.
The part of her that prayed this wasn't permanent rapidly faded away as she lost herself in her own pleasure, taking more and more of his length until she started to choke. As much as she hated to admit it, she realized she'd missed his taste a lot more than she'd thought she had as she dragged her tongue across the underside and twirled it around the head.
"See? Not even a minute, and you're already drunk off my cock. It's hilarious." Crimson snickered. "And I can tell you've gotten much better. Were you practicing?"
But Lisa couldn't hear him. She was too busy sucking him off to care about his smug teasing.
"Maybe she could teach you a thing or two," He added. "Right, Jean?"
That got her attention, however, as she stopped and turned to the door, seeing a shocked, red-faced Jean in her nightgown. Lisa's heart dropped for a moment, face going pale and eyes widening.
"A-ah…" Jean quickly averted her eyes.
"Wait, Jean, I can explain—"
"I-It's okay, I understand." She said. "This is about our agreement, right? It's only natural to run into something like this…"
"It is indeed." Crimson nodded. "Just as natural as it is for you to join us, no?"
Lisa looked up at Crimson, instantly realizing what he was trying to do. Though, she knew she couldn't stop him.
"I-I suppose…" Jean muttered, coming to the same conclusion as she approached the two. "Then, if you don't mind…"
The grandmaster sat next to Lisa, clearly too embarrassed to look at her fellow knight as she pumped her hand over Crimson's cock, readily servicing him and surprising the librarian greatly. There wasn't even a twinge of hesitation from her. Not even a drop of fighting spirit. Was she that resigned? Just what had happened last night?
Those questions mattered less and less to Lisa as she saw her dearest friend take him into her mouth with enthusiasm equal to Lisa's. The Librarian only grew more and more aroused at the scene, having never expected something like seeing her grandmaster sucking cock would be so hot.
As the shock of Jean catching them in the act subsided, so did her shame and her last bit of self-restraint as she went and cupped her blond friend's breasts from behind, the thin fabric of her nightgown being the only thing preventing skin-to-skin contact.
"Mhfmf?!" Jean's eyes widened, her mouth preoccupied with Crimson's dick.
At this point, Lisa didn't care about anything else. She didn't care if she was playing straight into Crimson's hands. She wanted— needed this. And seeing Jean willingly go on her knees without putting up a fight made her lose control.
Her primal lust for Crimson and built-up frustration toward Jean made her desire one thing only, and that was to see the acting grandmaster be reduced to a squealing pig by the dragon bastard's huge cock.
If she weren't so infuriatingly paranoid, none of this would've happened. She needed to be dicked down so hard that she never got paranoid again.
"Shut up and keep sucking you whore." Lisa growled. "You've caused me far too much grief the past month. It's about time you got your punishment."
Although she couldn't see the look on Jean's face, she could tell that her violent response had surprised her, but not as much as when Lisa's right hand slithered from under the nightgown and to her wet pussy. Jean flinched and moaned as the librarian pumped two of her fingers in and out, her other hand busy massaging and roughly kneading the grandmaster's tits.
A quick glance at Crimson's annoyingly smug smirk told her that he found this endlessly amusing, but that wasn't going to stop her as she pushed Jean's head forward, forcing her to take more of his dick. But not even hearing her chokes and gags made her stop— in fact, that only served to make her more aroused than she already was. Seeing this bitch get what she deserved was far more gratifying than Lisa would like to admit.
Lisa continued to play with Jean's body, becoming harsher and harsher as she inserted a third finger into the grandmaster's folds while biting her on the neck, causing her to flinch and eliciting more and louder moans.
And as Crimson grew tired of simply looking at the scene before him, he grabbed Jean by the hair and proceeded to fuck her face. This treatment, combined with Lisa's touch, made her cum several times in quick succession, leaving her shuddering and quivering uncontrollably.
Eventually, Crimson reached his limit as well, showing Jean enough mercy by taking his rod out of her throat and letting her breathe as he came on her face and hair. The blond panted, still in a daze, before Lisa shocked her out of it when she kissed her, licking the semen on her cheek and force-feeding it to her.
Although highly surprised, Jean accepted it very quickly, hesitantly and sloppily returning the kiss. The blond's submissiveness made the burning sensation in Lisa's core grow hotter as she deepened the kiss, rubbing her own wet slit. This was so fucked up. She'd never viewed Jean like that, but it felt too good.
Lisa wasn't the only one who noticed the weirdness of the situation as when she pulled away, Jean looked at her with embarrassment, shame, shock, and so much more that it was hard to say what kind of expression she had at the moment.
"W-what's gotten into you?" Jean whispered a question.
Lisa had no idea, but it was Crimson's fault.
"Well, you ladies sure are enthusiastic about this." He noted. "I'm surprised. But pleased. At least you're getting along again."
After hearing that, she had to physically stop herself from zapping him.
"But I'm not satisfied yet." He added, getting on top of Jean and eliciting a yelp from her as he pointed as cock at her begging pussy. "And I'm sure you're not either."
As he thrust into Jean with his hard, throbbing member, he used his free hand to penetrate Lisa using his fingers, making her flinch in surprise before she leaned forward and used his arm for support, hovering her rear over the grandmaster.
To her shame, that was more than enough to send her over the edge as she sprayed her fluids over Jean's face, prompting a most aggravating laugh from Crimson as he easily kept up with her and Jean at the same time.
Jean moaned loudly, lost in pleasure, with her eyes rolled back and tongue lolled out. That stupid expression on her face was everything Lisa hoped to see, prompting her to smile for the first time in what felt like forever. But it wasn't her usual gentle smile.
It was one of sadistic pleasure.
But it quickly dropped as she felt Crimson draw out another orgasm from her so soon after her first. Lisa groaned in ecstasy, her limbs trembling and losing strength. Thankfully, the bastard dragon was here to support her, chuckling at her weakness and desperation.
"So much pent-up aggression toward your beloved friend." He muttered to her quietly with a mocking tone. "And seeing her so clueless about your feelings… I almost feel bad for her."
"S-shut up." She growled, trying to appear strong. "This is your fault. This all happened because of you."
"Yes, of course." He snorted, not buying it. "Whatever helps you sleep at night."
And he continued to toy with the two knights, using their bodies for his own pleasure. And although Lisa was used to it at this point, even having learned to enjoy it, seeing Jean so into it made her feel a little surprised. As well as euphoric. Or, well, seeing her submissive was what Lisa found attractive.
What was damning was not knowing if she was attracted to Jean being submissive to her or to Crimson. He was already fucking with her mind— something like this being a part of it made her concerned.
But she ignored it in favor of her own pleasure, so as he thrust into Jean one last time, painting her insides white with his cum and eliciting a loud scream from her, Lisa knew it was finally her turn.
Jean gasped and panted as she covered her eyes with her arm, her chest rising each time she drew breath. But she was still conscious. However, Lisa hadn't gotten a chance to rest as Crimson moved faster than she could react, picked her up, and lifted her legs before impaling her with his twitching cock, displaying her in front of Jean in a shameful position.
As petrifying as it was, it still felt incredible. Beyond that, it felt like it had been way too long since she'd had this. Her last time was with Amber which had been a few days ago, but she wasn't properly satisfied because they needed to take care of the Jean that had passed out right outside the room.
Speaking of the grandmaster, Lisa had no idea what she should be feeling when she saw her furiously masturbating at the scene before her the instant she recovered. At least she wasn't the only one dying of shame today.
She just hoped he wasn't going to be too rough this time. For her baby's sake, at least.
– Crimson –
"You work fast," I comment, staring at dozens of barrels and crates. "Very fast. Good job. I don't know how you do it, but alcohol usually takes much longer to make than a few days."
"Heh. Who do you think I am?" Diona says, looking proud of herself as she closes the bar's door. "I can make twice as much in a week. This is nothing."
That settles it. Her 'talent' in creating alcohol must be magical in nature. Or she must've used magical ingredients to speed up the process. Regardless, magic is involved somehow, which is strange because I sense no traces of it.
Still, that works in our favor. The faster, the better.
"So it seems," I hum, getting closer to the products and reading the labels on them. Besides the name of the contents, there's also a peculiar tag shared across all products. "'Nine Lives'?"
"Yup. It's my— our company's name." She clarifies. "My dad helped me come up with it."
"Interesting."
At least I won't have to come up with one myself. It's simple enough and works well. I didn't expect her — or her father — to lean in the cat theme, though. I thought it would come off a little racist. Then again, she works in a bar called 'Cat's Tail', so maybe not.
After my little escapades with Lisa and Jean, I thought checking with Diona after a quick shower and getting things over with if she needed help would do me well, seeing that I've decided to leave tomorrow. I spent too long here and needed to meet new people to mess with.
Especially seeing how Jean submitted to me entirely. I thought she needed a little more breaking in, but apparently not. Seeing her so willing to please me without even an ounce of reluctance made me realize that I might've accidentally broken her.
Thankfully, not to the degree where she becomes unable to function by herself, but it's still worth noting. I think she might be taking on the role of the 'submissive wife' a bit too much. It wasn't what I tried to make of her, but if that's what she gets off to, then I won't complain. At least she's still independent and sane.
As for Lisa, well, she seems significantly more amiable toward me. As it turns out, for someone who complains about me treating them like 'toys' all the time, she wasted no time in doing the same thing to her beloved grandmaster. Frankly, she can lie to herself all she wants— this wasn't recent. This was most definitely something that was years in the making. I don't know what Jean did to warrant it, but it was as surprising as it was hilarious.
And she has the gall to say it's my fault. I was just enjoying the show.
But I digress. Once I had enough, I left them and went about my day. I'm sure they need some privacy to discuss what they just did. They should get used to it, though. Even if I'm leaving the region tomorrow, this won't be the last they've seen of me.
"Do you mind if I taste some?" I ask the little mixologist.
"Sure. Go ahead." She nods, grabbing a glass from under the counter and giving it to me. "Here."
With the glass, I pour from several containers, trying them one by one. Mead, beer, rum— all of it is incredibly high quality. Something like this would surely skyrocket in popularity in mere weeks. And seeing that my first stop is Liyue, the wealthiest region in Teyvat, Diona would be drowning in gold by next month.
"As expected from Diona. She really is destined to be a goddess." I praise the little mixologist, prompting an adorable giggle from her. "You'll have fans across the entire world in no time."
"You think so?" She looks at me excitedly.
"I know so." I insist, gently pinching her cheek. "Who wouldn't be when you're this cute?"
"Aw, stawp it~" She giggles. "You're making me blush~!"
As Diona keeps giving me her adorable reactions to being praised and/or teased, the door of the bar suddenly opens, and Eula walks in. The little mixologist quickly gets in front of her and points at her, her delightful smile turning into an annoyed frown in a matter of milliseconds.
"What are you doing here, knight?!" She asks aggressively. "The sign says closed, doesn't it?! Can't you read?!"
Eula flinches in surprise.
"Um—"
"Get out!" Diona hisses. "Come back at night if you wanna knock yourself out!"
"I'm not here to drink." Eula denies it, rapidly becoming annoyed. "I just want to talk to Crimson."
"Can't you see he's busy?!"
"Calm down, Diona. She's a… friend." I pat the girl's head. "I'm sure she's here for a good reason."
"But Mr. Crimson, it's her." She points at Eula. "The alcoholic knight that always comes here every night to drink herself into a coma and rave about revenge."
"I'm not an alcoholic, you little brat." Eula scowls, not denying her other accusations. "What's wrong with you? Didn't your parents teach you to respect your elders?"
"Alcoholics don't deserve my respect. All of you are the same drooling idiots causing trouble for everyone around them." Diona scoffs, then pats me on the back. "Except for you, Mr. Crimson. You're too sophisticated to be lumped together with them."
The blue-haired barely stops herself from arguing with the small girl before addressing me directly.
"Can I have a word, please?" She huffs before glaring at Diona. "Privately."
The mixologist responds by blowing a raspberry, which, as childish as it is, I find extremely hilarious. She's so easy to rile up if a child is able to make her this angry with just a few words and accusations.
Still, I don't want to annoy her too much, so I nod, knowing what she came her to tell me.
"It's just for a minute, Diona," I tell my business partner. At her hesitation, I give her an offer she will never refuse. "Maybe after, I can take you for some ice cream. My treat."
"Deal!"
She is still a child, after all.
With that, I follow Eula outside the bar, standing right outside.
"So?" I look at her.
She pauses for a moment before answering me.
"I've decided ." She says. "I think I want to go with you."
"You think?"
"I'm still not entirely sure," She responds. "But I don't think I'll ever know if I made the right decision until I try."
I wait for her to finish.
"I think you were right. Maybe distancing myself from Mondstadt and seeing what the world has to offer would help with my… problems." Eula adds, referring to her self-loathing, before she glances away while twirling a lock of her hair, whispering her next sentence. "And traveling with you sounds pleasant…"
"Does it? I'm glad you feel that way." I put my hand over her cheek, watching her lean on it as her face turns red. "I'm assuming you've already spoken to Jean about this?"
"Yes." She nods. "Though, with how long this journey could become, I had to give her my badge. Right now, I'm not a knight anymore."
"And how does that feel?"
"I don't know. It's too foreign to put into words." She answers. "But I don't hate it."
"That's good. That means it's working." I assure her. "Then go and pack your things if you haven't already. We will leave tomorrow morning."
Eula nods, then gives me a quick kiss on the lips before walking away in a hurry, not wanting to look at my face after what she thinks is a bold move on her part.
Cute.
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