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Disclaimer: If I owned Yu Yu Hakusho Kurama would
be the one who kept on getting his clothes torn to pieces during fight scenes.
Since we rarely get a glimpse of skin from him I guess I don't own it.
Youko
shifted to his fox form as soon as he reached the forest, managing to avoid
even breaking stride as he glanced back to check that Asuka was right behind
him. she was, and she’d taken fox form when he had, or before, her two tails
streaming behind her. He gave a barking laugh, and twitched his own five tails
underneath her nose in an invitation for her to chase him, an invitation she
took eagerly. Really he should be the one chasing her based on both their power
levels and their positions in Shuuichi’s harem, but he was inviting her to
stand in for the one he really wanted to do this with, for their Patron.
Still,
he wasn’t going to let her actually catch him the way he would let Shuuichi
catch him - well maybe he wouldn’t have to let Shuuichi catch him, but
he’d certainly have to let Asuka catch him. And he wasn’t going to. Instead he
increased his speed, pulling away from her, and starting to jump up into the
trees, so she’d get used to that as part of the chase and not get suspicious
when he disappeared into them. Then, when he’d gained enough space between them
he ducked out of Asuka’s sight, and began circling back behind her, pouncing on
her, wrestling and pinning her to the ground as she reached the point he’d
disappeared at and paused to cast about for his scent.
She
offered her throat to his teeth and lifted her tails to expose her sex in
wordless yielding and invitation.
‘We’re
demons Asuka. I want to hear you acknowledge my victory before I do anything
else.’ He let her feel his amusement too, if he’d taken that as his victory she
could have tried to turn it around on him, and possibly succeeded since he was
still out of practice at using this form.
‘You
won, you turned the chase around and caught me, now are you going to take
me too?’ She arched sensuously, and it was tempting, the chase had gotten him
worked up, and helped exorcise a few internal demons a bit too, but Shuuichi
had never given him general permission to bed Asuka, only specific.
‘How
do you think our Patron would react to that?’ He was teasing a bit, but it was
a real concern for him.
‘He
let you have me before.’
‘Once,
and after I’d specifically asked permission for that time. In some harems it’s
permitted, but not in others, it varies. One time a Patron of mine liked
watching his concubines fuck, and encouraged it even when he wasn’t watching,
but another Patron nearly killed two concubines for sleeping together, and he
had the rest of us watch.’ She all too obviously hadn’t thought about any of that,
and her body language changed as the idea sunk in, her tails dropping to cover
her sex. Youko let her up, backing away a bit. ‘If you want this then you can
ask him for general permission. It doesn’t matter that much to me, because I’m
getting laid by our Patron on a regular basis.’ Slight taunting, nothing she
could get too angry about, just a reminder that Shuuichi favoured him over her.
He had to remind her - and himself - that he outranked her in this particular
harem every so often, or the teaching thing would make him start to submit to
her.
‘Or
to me.’ If she ever needed to odds were she’d do the same thing he had, and
transfer to a human body; if he’d known the procedure she had to. And any
kitsune who didn’t have some sort of bad experience and issues related to sex
would be going mad with the near celibacy she was living with, especially when
there were another two kitsune getting all the sex they wanted in the same
apartment. ‘You want to chase me now?’ She waved her own tails invitingly, and
Youko pounced, catching one lightly between his teeth.
‘Yes,
I’ll give you a count of one hundred as a head start. Feel free to use your
element and other powers if it helps, I’ll be using my plants.’ He could feel
her apprehension at that, but she ran off anyway when he released her tail. He
gave her the time he’d promised, and then he began chasing her, following her
scent, and the other signs, including some that he might not have noticed
without his affinity with the plants of the forest. The two illusions Asuka
tried to use to hide larger than usual damage were both easy to penetrate with
his quest-class ability, something she mustn’t have realised, but the foxfire
she left every so often was distracting, and once his presence triggered it to
glow strongly enough to flash-blind him for a few seconds. All in all it was a
fun chase, more than when he’d been the one chased, and when he found her he
had fun pinning the vixen to the ground, and forcing her to expose her belly
and throat. And this time she knew better than to invite him to fuck her.
‘Do
you think Genkai-shihan would like it if we caught some rabbits for her?’
‘Yukina
probably would, more to the point. She’ll be able to use them for meals, if not
today then later.’ Youko got up and began scenting for rabbits. They hunted
separately, and Youko had three rabbits and a partridge by the time Shuuichi
summoned them beck to the main temple, while Asuka had two partridges, but no
rabbits.
~~~()~~~
“Shuuichi-sama?”
Asuka wasn’t entirely sure why she was bringing this up when just a few
months ago she’d have thought she’d never want to have sex again, or why she
was bringing it up now, in front of Genkai and her master’s friends, but if she
didn’t speak now she had the feeling her courage would fail her entirely. And
even though Shuuichi-sama and Youko were the only two people she’d lain with
who hadn’t hurt her she was sure sex was meant to be about more than pain, and
that if anyone could help her change her assumptions Youko could. Shuuichi-sama
hadn’t hurt her when he’d taken her to complete the claim, he’d made
sure she was ready for him to take her, and it hadn’t been unpleasant, but
nothing spectacular, and he’d made it very clear he was doing it as a duty,
nothing more. But Youko had been so gentle with her, and he’d made her
climax for what was the first time in her life; he’d been aroused when he came
to her, and he’d said their Patron had given him permission to be with her.
She’d expected him to take his pleasure, perhaps even hurt her a little to
remind her that he was her better in so many ways despite his ignorance, and
instead he’d made sure she understood that she had the option to say no...a
luxury she’d never had before, and made sure she came at least once before he
did.
“What
is it Asuka?” He didn’t sound annoyed that she was being so presumptuous, he
sounded relaxed and ready to listen to her, and that was another reason she
should make her request now, before he changed his mind.
“I...Youko
said that some Patrons allow their concubines to share their bodies, but others
do not.” She tried to keep it a little vague, in the hope that the humans
wouldn’t understand. “As a general rule are we permitted to take comfort in one
another? Youko said the previous occasion was with specific permission.”
“My
needs and desires come first, but otherwise go ahead, unless I’ve specifically
forbidden it for some reason. Did you really think I’d forbid you to be with
Asuka, Youko?” He sounded half puzzled, and half amused at the idea.
“I...you
made it very clear that it is her skills as a teacher that make her valuable to
you, and you know how much harem politics can screw things up. You reminded me
that I am dependent on her to teach me what you wish me to know before you gave
me permission last time.” Was that the only reason he’d been so nice to her?
Asuka didn’t want to believe it, but... ‘I would have cared about your pleasure
too anyway, but his reminder gave me extra motivation.’
“We’ve
spent too long pretending to be human.” Shuuichi-sama laughed, and the two
humans looked at him in slight shock. “Or I scare you a lot more than I thought
I did.” He stroked Youko’s cheek gently. “Am I that much of a monster?”
His voice sounded wistful, but there was pure steel underlying it.
“N-no.
You aren’t a monster, but you are very dominant, and...determined.”
“Oh.
What brought this on anyway Asuka?” When Shuuichi-sama focused fully on her for
the first time since he’d bought her Youko’s fear of him made sense in a way it
hadn’t before.
“We
were playing, and it came up.” Keep it vague to avoid scandalising the humans.
“Youko refused what seemed to be the natural end to the game.”
“Care
to tell me what game it was?” His voice was teasingly seductive, and Asuka shut
her eyes for a moment to enjoy it, she knew that normally she wouldn’t
merit so much attention from any four-tail, let alone one as talented as
Shuuichi-sama.
“Wait
a second. Are you three talking about sex? ‘Cause that’s what it sounds like.
And what sort of game would naturally end in sex?” Yuusuke sounded shocked and
almost appalled.
“A
chasing game. We were in fox form, and Youko pinned me to win. We were trying
to be discrete about it, to avoid offending your sensibilities.” Asuka blushed
when she realised how assertive she’d sounded then, back in the brothels she’d
have been beaten very badly for letting any client realise she thought he’d
said something stupid. It had to be the way Youko and Shuuichi-sama wanted her
to teach them that was affecting her, making her forget her place.
“You
shouldn’t be talking about that sort of thing here.” Kuwabara looked vaguely
offended by the discussion, even if he’d only just realised what they were
talking about, and Asuka decided it would be best to look chastised, so as not
to offend her Patron’s friends.
“I’m
sorry, I didn’t think to communicate telepathically, but I have very little
experience in maintaining a telepathic link with more than one person.” That
seemed to catch Shuuichi-sama and Youko’s full attention, while Hiei looked
vaguely disdainful.
“Ignore
Kuwabara, he’s just a prude. More than one person, do you mean you have little
experience in linking to more than one person individually, or that you know
how to form a link that includes three or more people, allowing all to
communicate, as in speech, without the need for relays?”
“The
latter, why?” It was more complex than linking to just one person, but knowing
how to do that was part of being fully trained.
“Because
I do not know how to perform the latter task, and nor does Shuuichi-sama.”
Youko spoke quietly eyes focused on the meal in front of him, in a way that
unnerved Asuka.
“Well,
if you can do that then you’ll just have to teach us that little trick as
well.” There was something vaguely satisfied in Shuuichi-sama’s voice, in the
prospect of gaining more skills, of learning to use his power more effectively,
and that was comforting in a way nothing else was.
“Yes,
Shuuichi-sama.” Asuka would not say anything else, and eventually the
conversation turned to something else.
~~~()~~~
Youko
was relieved that after lunch Shuuichi had decided they’d be studying the
second type of telepathic link while Yuusuke and Kuwabara were dragged into
practising the more refined applications of their abilities, like setting up
wards. Shuuichi had just mentioned that they’d been setting up their own wards
on his apartment, and that had seemed to spark interest in Yuusuke. Kuwabara
had been brought in to encourage Yuusuke, since he always did better if he had
a rival. And somehow Shuuichi had managed to persuade Hiei to join in as well,
even if he did have difficulties moderating the power he used in his telepathic
contacts. Or perhaps because of that difficulty, it didn’t matter.
Hiei
mastered the technique Asuka was showing them faster even than Shuuichi did,
but Youko thought uncharitably that in part it had to be a result of the
headaches the kitsune all got every time he initiated the link. Asuka was the
only one willing to openly admit it, and try to advise Hiei on how to put less
power into his telepathy, but Youko could see the shadow of pain behind
Shuuichi’s eyes.
Shuuichi
had mastered the technique by the time Botan arrived, obviously too wary of
Shuuichi to visit his apartment again unannounced, and Youko had just thought
he was getting it, when she spoke up from behind him, scattering his thoughts.
“Hello
everyone!” And she sounded as perky as always. Youko jumped and spun on his
knees to face her, pressing his back against Shuuichi’s chest, ignoring the
fact that he was taller at the moment. He bowed his head to let his hair hide
his blush when he heard Hiei laughing, but he was sure Botan had reason to
resent him, and even if she wasn’t powerful enough to be dangerous in a fight
there were other things she could do.
“Botan-san.”
Shuuichi’s voice was cold and formal, his anger at her still apparent without
the need for any expression of emotion such as the humans indulged in. “Do you
have a new mission for us?” As if she couldn’t be here for friendship’s sake,
or anything but business - couldn’t be here, or couldn’t be welcome, it
amounted to the same thing.
“No,
but you promised Koenma-sama information on your concubine’s movements
yesterday.”
“Yes,
I did. Youko, would you happen to have brought the information with you?”
Shuuichi was stroking his hair gently, reassuring him without words. “It’s
alright if you haven’t, we had no reason to expect Botan to ask for it here,
and I did not instruct you to bring it with you after all.”
“No,
I brought it. I didn’t think Botan would be willing to come to the apartment
again, not after how badly it reflected on her with Koenma when she began to
hassle me there on Thursday.” Youko’d put the piece of paper with the times he
would be travelling that Shuuichi was allowing him to be used as bait for in
his pocket, and he pulled it out, handing it over to the ferry girl. “Here is
the information my master promised yours.” He bit the inside of his lip
lightly, glancing back over his shoulder at Shuuichi before continuing.
“Besides, we’ve improved the wards on the apartment enough that you might have
difficulty getting in the way you did before.”
‘But
it would be amusing to see her try.’ Accompanying his Patron’s words was a
mental image of what their wards might do to the ferry girl, nothing lethal -
although they could be and would be to a demon, but painful and
inconveniencing definitely.
‘I
wish I knew a way to add my light to your wards, Shuuichi-sama.’ Youko hadn’t
realised that Shuuichi had created a three way link; perhaps even a four way
link adding in Hiei, there was a strange, for lack of a better term, weight to
the link that might imply the Jaganshi’s presence, or at least he thought it
might; until he heard Asuka respond to their Patron’s message.
‘Perhaps
later.’ And then Shuuichi dissolved the link, leaving Youko to notice the faint
blush on Botan’s cheeks. “Or perhaps she went there earlier, when she expected
us to be here, so she could complain about our not being available for her to
collect these.” There was an edge of cruelty in Shuuichi’s voice, something
that had Hiei looking at him with approval, obvious to anyone who knew him
well...in other words Youko and Shuuichi. “And perhaps you intended to complain
about our wards, about my belated recognition of how important they are in
allowing me to fulfil my duty to protect my concubines.”
Whatever
Botan had been about to say, she obviously couldn’t say it now, and she knew
it, knew how easily and how well Shuuichi had manipulated her. Instead she
glared at Youko, the easier target.
“Koenma
expects you to start actually playing bait instead of hiding yourself away like
a coward at the earliest opportunity.” She looked down at the schedule he’d
given her, a look of contempt on her face. “That would be Tuesday, on your way
here.”
“And
I expect you’re also here to tell the rest of the Tantei about why
Youko’s playing bait, and who you’re expecting to come after him. Unless you
intended for me to deal with those who Koenma thinks are trying to take my
concubine by myself?” Shuuichi’s voice was cold and cuttingly contemptuous.
“I...it
isn’t my decision. And Koenma didn’t give me any instructions to...”
“Then
I suggest you go and get his approval. Of course he might well have
expected you to have the intelligence to think - no, of course not. It must
have just slipped his mind since he informed me of it personally. Well, what
are you waiting for, go!” Youko felt a guilty pleasure in watching the
flustered ferry girl leave. He didn’t resent her for the fact that his Patron
had punished him on Friday, but it was funny, and she couldn’t blame him for
it.
~~~()~~~
Yuusuke
cursed as he messed up his ward again. To make it worse Kuwabara
was doing better than he was, and Kuwabara hadn’t even wanted to learn it. His
friend had managed to form wards, even if they weren’t very strong, or well
constructed, but Yuusuke couldn’t even do that and the old hag was calling him
Dimwit as usual. This was something he really wanted to be able to do, make
wards. That way he’d be able to protect Keiko and his mom even when he wasn’t
there, at least while they were at home. But Shizuru could more than take care
of herself, much better than Keiko could anyway, Keiko wasn’t helpless, but she
was just a normal human, she didn’t have the spiritual senses and power
Kuwabara and his sister did. And Yukina was a demon herself, she’d be able to
defend herself as long as she wasn’t warded, besides which she lived with Genkai.
Genkai
didn’t look too happy about his failure either.
“Give
me your wrists.” When he obeyed she put some more of those ki-binders on him,
just like in the Dark Tournament. “Part of it is you’re putting too much power
into the damn things at first. Try now.” She wasn’t happy about doing it this
way, even if Yuusuke couldn’t see why, but when he tried again he got much
further than he had before, they still failed because he was putting too much
power in, but it was an improvement. The old hag sighed.
“You
can learn how to make wards like this first. Then I’ll gradually increase the
portion of your ki you have access to, until you can make them without this
crutch. Kuwabara, practise by yourself.”
“Sure
Genkai.” Yuusuke wasn’t sure how much of his ki was cut off, but he felt
noticeably weaker, and he got further with his wards this time, remembering to
reduce the power he used to set them up. When he managed to set up three sets
of wards, even the badly constructed ones that were all he could manage, in a
row Genkai let him access a bit more of his power, and had him start all over
again.
“We
won’t try for real wards, the sort I use just yet. You have enough power to set
up a number of wards in layers, and that gives you some leeway, as long as they
don’t just collapse because you put too much power in too quickly or because
you screwed them up some other way. Show me again.”
He
was just starting to work with his full power again when Botan appeared.
“Hello
Yuusuke, Kuwabara, Genkai-shihan.” Yuusuke was the only one surprised, and he
poured far too much power into the ward he was working on, enough that
it exploded like a Rei-gun blast. It didn’t hurt him, the old hag jumped out of
range and Kuwabara already was, but it scared him...what if Kuwabara hadn’t
been out of range? Or the old hag had been just a bit less alert?
“Don’t
do that!” If Kuwabara wasn’t there he’d probably have grabbed and shaken
her, but the other teen was too honourable to let him intimidate a woman that
way. “You nearly got them killed!” And that earned him a clip around the ear
from Genkai.
“I’m
not that easily killed Dimwit.”
“But
you could still have been hurt.” Yuusuke knew his power was growing at a
freakish rate, ever since Genkai had transferred her power to him at the Dark
Tournament.
“Hurt
yes. Not killed. What was so important Botan?”
“Koenma
has a mission for you, sort of.”
“Sort
of? How can he ‘sort of’ have a mission for us?” Yuusuke was pissed off and it
showed, he’d just been getting somewhere with his wards, somewhere he could
actually use them to protect his mother and Keiko when Botan interrupted.
“I
should explain it to everyone at once. Can you come with me, both of you?” They
nodded, and followed, the old hag came too, finding Hiei standing over and
glaring at the two male kitsune.
“Did
Botan interrupt your training too Yuusuke?” Kurama, the one he sometimes forgot
was a demon - and who hadn’t been a demon until Youko possessed his body in the
womb, smiled at them with a casual cruelty that was directed at Botan, Yuusuke
wondered what that was about. “She disturbed Youko just as he was mastering
what we were studying. But you’ll be pleased to know that he did master it
shortly after you left.” He stood, with a fluidity of motion Yuusuke could only
envy and just barely emulate, pulling his two concubines up as he did. “Asuka,
why don’t you go practise something Genkai-shihan’s taught you? That is if
you’ve gotten far enough?”
“Yes
Shuuichi-sama.” The vixen glanced at Genkai, and left when she nodded.
“Well?
What’s the mission?” Yuusuke was getting impatient, and it showed.
“There’s
a Makai gang that’s been enslaving high power demons, as concubines. They use
the same techniques used to get those things on Youko as far as we know. We
want Youko to act as bait for them, and everyone else ready to deal with them
when we’ve located them.” Yuusuke was surprised she’d been so blunt, she
normally talked around things a bit, but the glare Kurama was directing at her
as he cradled Youko to his chest might have had something to do with it.
“They
say they can track him if he’s taken, and I can too. I’m not so sure he’s still
a target, but there isn’t another way immediately available. He’s going to stop
suppressing his energy when he’s travelling between the apartment and here, and
to his Ikebana lessons.” Flower arranging? With his plant affinity Youko had to
be top of the class...Yuusuke was surprised he needed the lessons at all. Not
that he was going to say that.
“Why
did you need to tell us now then? You already said something about this when
they separated.” Yuusuke blinked at Kuwabara’s complaint; he didn’t
remember Botan saying that.
“Kurama
suggested it might be a good idea. So you wouldn’t think anything was wrong if
you sensed his energy. Koenma agreed.” Botan didn’t sound happy, Yuusuke wasn’t
sure why not, but Kurama looked vaguely satisfied.
“Besides,
this way you learn about it all together, rather than we demons knowing about
it before you humans.”
“Yes,
that too.” Botan looked faintly flustered, as if she’d expected Kurama to say
something else and left.
~~~()~~~
Youko
wondered absently if making himself look absolutely stunning would make him
feel better. He didn’t know why he felt so melancholy, he didn’t have reason to
after all. Shuuichi had spent as much of last night on his pleasure as on his
own, and had repeatedly reassured Youko that the younger kitsune was not
going to let anyone take him away easily. If he couldn’t have his Patron’s
love, the love he hungered for so desperately, then at least he’d have his
desire and his possessiveness. He shook his head in frustration, he’d been
sitting about feeling sorry for himself half the morning and that wasn’t
getting anything done. He was supposed to go and visit Shiori-sama immediately
after lunch, and truthfully his hair was filthy, more grey-brown than silver.
He
didn’t have time for a bath, so a shower would have to do, shaving his legs and
beneath his arms as well. He preferred baths, even with the traditional
requirement that he be clean before getting in the furo that Shuuichi
insisted on, since he could relax in them, but in the ningenkai it took far too
much advance planning to have a bath any time he wanted one. He was spoiled, he
admitted it, before merging with Shuuichi temporarily he’d happily bathed in
ice cold streams, to keep clean. They both used the most expensive toiletries
around as well, the stuff that was hand-made, that they could sense tiny traces
of plants in with their ki if they could find any. Most of the artificial stuff
smelled too strong, and just plain wrong to them, and it inhibited their sense
of smell too.
He
caught his hair up in a towel as he moved to his bedroom, rather than let it
drip all over the floor, and began the slow process of drying it, using four
towels to blot the water out of it, one by one. From there he could leave it to
finish drying naturally. The next issue was what he would wear. He was almost
tempted to wear one of the formal kimono Shuuichi had bought him, the pink and
violet outfit, or just the black informal kimono, but he knew that Shiori-sama
preferred seeing him in Western clothes. It was funny, really. He’d have
expected it to be the opposite way, for the older woman to prefer more
traditional clothing and the younger man to prefer modern clothing, but then
Shuuichi had always been oddly formal, and Youko knew he didn’t get it from
him.
He
wanted luxury today, and he searched out black pure silk knitted stockings,
gossamer fine, and a black silk basque along with a black dancer’s belt. That
covered his underwear, but what else? Shuuichi had taken both of his concubines
shopping after they’d finished at Genkai’s yesterday, as a reward for the new
way of using their telepathy. he’d given them both the same amount of money to
spend in one of about five stores, two jewellers, one shoe shop, and two
clothes stores. Asuka had been overjoyed at the favour he was showing, even if
Youko found it a bit of an insult to be told where to shop. Still he’d found a
silver belt made up of disks set with a black pearl at the centre of each disk
- it had cost only a little less than Shuuichi had given him, but it had been
worth it, he could show that off today.
So,
to build his outfit around that single piece...Shuuichi had laughed when he saw
what Youko had chosen to buy, and added some silver hair pins and combs set
with black pearls as well. He’d use those to put his hair up, telekinetically,
he’d learned how to do that himself, and he wasn’t going to bother about
keeping it from being too elaborate. But that could wait until last, the
clothes came first, jewellery after that, then make-up, a bit more dramatic
than he normally bothered with and including nail polish and hair last of all,
giving it time to dry out some more.
He
had an appropriate dark grey tunic of heavy watered silk, and his silver cross
would work as well, but what about the skirt? Pants wouldn’t feel right if he
wanted to put the extra effort into his appearance. Besides his pants weren’t
meant for formal occasions anyway. But he did have a dark green full heavy
velvet silk skirt, and it had swung wonderfully against his legs when he tried
it on.
Youko
dressed slowly, enjoying the feel of the silk against his skin, the luxury it
represented, even as he despised the need to wear the dancer’s belt to hide his
gender. But he paused before putting on his tunic and skirt, not sure what had
stopped him until he realised that he wanted to wear a shift beneath them, he
swiftly found one made of fine silk and edged with lace, it was a grey just one
shade lighter than his tunic. The skirt and tunic followed the shift, then he
fastened the belt around his hips and took a look at himself in the mirror. He
saw an elegant lady with subtle curves and a narrow waist that the belt drew
attention to. But the face and hair didn’t match the clothes. He’d leave his
necklace until after he’d done his hair after all, it would get tangled
in his hair otherwise, but he put his ruby and diamond ring on as well as his
Claddagh.
He
didn’t normally use foundation, but this time he did, to heighten his pale
skin. Then he painted his eyes with dark greys, dramatically drawing attention
to them, especially when he added the eyeliner and mascara. His lips he painted
a very pale amber colour, and he decide it would be best to do his nails last
of all. He put his hair up into a style it would have been impossible for any
human to create alone, using his telekinesis to hold it in place as he added
the pins and combs to keep it secure once he relaxed his hold. He fastened the
necklace around his neck, momentarily wishing Shuuichi was there to do this for
him, and then painted his nails silver grey as he had the first time he met
Shiori-sama in this guise.
This
had improved his mood, primping and preening like this, he realised as
he paused in the entrance room, and Youko was sure he didn’t like what that
said about him. He opened the closet to look for a pair of shoes and decided he
might as well go all the way, pulling out a pair of boots he’d never expected
to wear. They were black patent leather, knee high with three inch spike heels,
when before this the highest heels he’d worn were the one and a half inches of
his court shoes. Still, with how expensive they were they shouldn’t be too
uncomfortable, and Shuuichi had put some gel cushions in for him as well.
~~~()~~~
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