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Hi, can I request for chishiya with a fem s/o who got hurt trying to protect him but he doesn’t know cuz s/o was hiding it from him, until later he found out and becomes all protective. Thank you☺️

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tw: a bit of gore while describing reader's wound, collapsing buildings and inaccurate medical procedures.

It was infected, no doubt.

You felt sick looking at it, wincing as you tried as best as you could to wash it under the sink of the bathroom of your room in the Beach. You weren't too fond of the place but now you were glad to have a semi clean place to take care of this injury with. After it was thoroughly rinsed, which didn't do much to help, you tried touching it around it to see if it looked worse than it felt. Nope, you instantly recoiled and a slight amount of pus came out of the large gash from under the bruised skin, making you slightly worried. You needed both arms to play. But you had no idea what you were doing so you opted for just wrap your forearm tightly in thick bandages and go to bed. You were getting used to sleep alone again.

You didn't know Chishiya in your previous life, only what he told you. He didn't told you if he was a workaholic or not but you were willing to bet he was. After all, he was always running around, plotting and recruiting people to help with his grand scheme. That's how he met and befriended Kuina, and Arisu and Usagi. And you. You and Kuina were the brawns to his brains, which meant he frequently was with at least one of you. He frequently insisted that you should play as many games as you were able, 'The more games you play the more time of life you have guaranteed'. It took a while for you to realize this was his way of caring. Took a lot longer for him to say 'I like going to games with you. I can be with you without risking your safety' when he thought you were asleep. You liked going to games with him too, you liked knowing you'd be there for him if he needed.

And he ended up needing you that day. Just one more game and you'd be ahead two weeks without having to play. Chishiya was a bit grumpy, he liked walking around the quiet city with you after playing. But he was sure to find one of his nooks and crannies on the Beach to be with you in peace. The game was relatively simple. Get inside a decrepit building falling to pieces, find all the pieces, bring it back out and assemble it. He insisted in going inside with you. 'This building is a trap in itself', he murmured and boy was he right. The game masters had no problem in using every dirty pipe and falling tile to their favour. But still, you would protect Chishiya no matter what. Which is why when the ceiling started to collapse after you got the final piece, you used your body to push his lithe one out of the way, a rusty pipe slicing your exposed forearm. Before Chishiya could even stand up, you quickly brought the sleeve of your black hoodie down, so it could soak up the blood and not concern him even further.

You hid it from him, of course. He couldn't afford to be worried right now. You took care of your wounds and in no circumstances let Chishiya see you in anything short sleeved. But after a few days you had to go back to your own room at the Beach and avoid him during daytime; you could only have a headache so many days in a row.

Chishiya wasn't dumb, he knew something was up. He didn't think you'd betray him. Or maybe you just don't want to believe it, said the annoying voice in his mind. Which is why he decided to sneak into your room to see what was up. He took his time to watch your face, the rise and fall of your chest,... His heart clenched at how much he missed you, not that he would admit to it until you were both out of there. He analyzed you carefully until his eyes landed on the bloody bandage on your arm. How could you not tell him? He wrecked his brain. Until... 'Chishiya, CAREFUL!' came to his mind. Oh. Oh no. Looking at you more closely he could see how you weren't sleeping soundly, profoundly annoyed and bothered. His hand on your forehead confirmed you were in the beginnings of a fever. He wasted no time at all.

When you woke up he made you tell him everything after downing two antibiotics. He scolded you like a mother would scold a child that dirtied themselves and helped you shower and wash your hair. Then he made sure to sterilize your bathroom counter so he could clean you up and cut off the infected flesh from your cut so he could sew you back up. 'Stop wiggling. This is your punishment'.

Chishiya wasn't as big or bad in the Beach, he was pretty cordial actually. Not wanting to burn bridges with people that may be useful. He was like a spectrum and different from Last Boss or Niragi that clearly hated everything and everyone and were in it for the thrill of the kill, no one never could quite tell what he was thinking, he was so guarded. And that, apparently, was somehow worse. At first you were confused as to why people seemed to be keeping their comfortable distance from you. And that was because Chishiya was glaring daggers or making some sort of backhanded small talk which didn't always register to the person but you knew him enough to catch the message: stay away.

Not to mention, he acted more and more like a cat. Sleeping on top of you, not letting you up until a good fifteen minutes of 'Chishiya please I'll pee myself'. Following you around like a shadow; even if you couldn't see him, you could feel him there. Making sure you weren't leaving your room unless necessary so people wouldn't clock your wound and take advantage of it. And of course, playing nurse. 'Looks like it's good enough. How are you feeling?', he asked, examining your arm. The infection had went away and all that was left was a scar that scabbed over. 'Better. I'll miss my nurse, though', you played, as while his eyes were hard, he did smile a little. 'Are you ready to play tonight?' 'Yeah, I am', you wobbled but you knew you could do it. Could do it for him. He kissed your forehead. 'Don't worry, I'll have your back. Rest before we go, I'll be here when you wake up'.

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𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾. 

𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝖻𝖻𝗒, 𝖧𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖾𝖼𝗁 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗐𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗏𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖿𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗎𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗇’𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗒 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌. (𝖸/𝖭) 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉, 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆.

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖽𝗎𝗅𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗑𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖡𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝖻𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗐. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖡𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗎𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗂𝖺 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗍. 𝖯𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝗇 𝖤𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗁, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾. 𝖭𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 (𝖸/𝖭), 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝖼𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 : 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒.

(𝖸/𝖭) 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖪𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖺, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗆𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗅𝖾𝖽𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖡𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁, 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗎𝖻𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗐𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾, 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗎𝗌, 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍.

“𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈?” 𝖪𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽, 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗈𝗉 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽, 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖾𝗅𝖻𝗈𝗐 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗌𝗈.

“𝖠𝗉𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝖨'𝗆 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖲𝗁𝗂𝖻𝗎𝗒𝖺.” 𝗍𝗁𝖾 (𝖧/𝖢)-𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗏𝗂𝖽𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽, 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗌, 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇 𝖾𝖿𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗈. 

𝖴𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽, 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗐𝖽, 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝖿𝗍𝖾𝖽. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽, 𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖪𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖺, 𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗌.

“𝖧𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗒𝖺?” (𝖸/𝖭) 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽, 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖪𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗁𝗋𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗈𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖧𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇.

“𝖶𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗌𝗈... 𝖨 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇, 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖾, 𝗐𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗎𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒, 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾. 𝖧𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾.” 𝖪𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽, 𝗌𝗁𝗋𝗎𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗏𝖾𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗅𝖾.

“𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝗒-𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗏𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖿𝖿 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾…” (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽, 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌, 𝖿𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖪𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝗆𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽. 

“𝖶𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝗂 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝖾. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌, 𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾.” 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄-𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝖼, 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽. 

“𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗄, 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗍𝗒𝗉𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾, 𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗇 𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗐𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖽𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗏𝗂𝗏𝖾, 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈. 𝖧𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗎𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿, 𝖪𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖺…” (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽, 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗏��𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾.

𝖭𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗏𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖠𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖪𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗉𝗅𝗂𝗍, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌. 

“𝖯𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾, 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖾.” 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁.

𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋, (𝖸/𝖭) 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗇-𝗎𝗉 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗅. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗉𝗂𝖽 𝗋𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖧𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗌, 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖽 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗄, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖡𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁. 

𝖠𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗌𝗈, (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝖽𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌, 𝖽𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗎𝗋𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒. 

𝖠𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗑𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖺. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗏𝖾𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗅𝖾. 

𝖮𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝗎𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋. 𝖠𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗂𝗇𝖺𝖽𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖾𝗑𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖾𝖽. 𝖭𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖲𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋, 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗌. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗆 𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄-𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗐𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾 𝗎𝗉𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 (𝖸/𝖭), 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽. 𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗋, 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗐𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖾𝗋. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍, 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗎𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾.

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗅𝖾𝖽𝗀𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍𝗌𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗈𝗅. 𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗁𝗎𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗄. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝖼𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋, 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝖾𝗒𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗅𝗆, 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖺 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗅𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗉𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗈𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗅𝖾𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗏𝖾𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗅𝖾. 

𝖡𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝗋, (𝖸/𝖭) 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗏𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗅 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗆 𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁.

𝖠𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗂𝖼 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗆𝗎𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗒 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾. 

𝖴𝗇𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗎𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁. 𝖲𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝗎𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾'𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽.

𝖳𝗁𝖾 (𝖤/𝖢)-𝖾𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖽𝗎𝗅𝗍 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾, 𝗎𝗇𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝖲𝗁𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽, 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖡𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝖿𝗎𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾. 

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗆. 

𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝗁𝖺𝗉 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖪𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗈𝗅𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝖺 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾  𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁. 

𝖮𝗇𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖾, 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖽-𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉. 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗎𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖻𝗎𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝗇, 𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗏𝖾𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗅 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗋. 

(𝖸/𝖭), 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾, 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝖿𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗉. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖪𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖺, 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗒𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋. 

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗎𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝗎𝗉, 𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖡𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖽. 𝖭𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖺𝗅𝖾𝖽, 𝗒𝖾𝗍 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗒 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗇, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗆𝗂𝖽𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗂𝖼 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝗈 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖡𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽, 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗏𝗎𝗅𝗇𝖾𝗋𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌. 

𝖳𝗐𝗈 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾. 

𝖬𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖽𝗎𝗅𝗍’𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇. 𝖶𝖺𝗌 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗒𝖺 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆? 𝖣𝗂𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝗌𝖾? 𝖶𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌? 

(𝖸/𝖭) 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆. 𝖯𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗍. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗉𝖾, 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖡𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗈𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗅𝖾. 

𝖭𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝖽𝗆𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖽𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖧𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾. (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽, 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗌. 

𝖶𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗈𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝖲𝗁𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗋ō 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗒𝖺, 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅-𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝗍. 

“𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎?” 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗌𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗉. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗒𝖺, 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗇𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗇. 

𝖠𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍, 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋. 𝖧𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖻𝗎𝖽𝗌, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 (𝖤/𝖢) 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌. 

“𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐.” 𝖧𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾. 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗒𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗌, 𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗅𝖾𝖽𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌.

𝖠𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗍, (𝖸/𝖭) 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗋𝗀𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 

”𝖥𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗆𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝗆𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗈 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗌. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗌, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗈 𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗈𝖿𝖿.” 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽, 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗍, 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗆. 

“𝖶𝖾’𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄, 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗍.” 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽, 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗆𝗅𝗒. 

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾-𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖻𝗎𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝗇, 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍. 𝖭𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗐𝗇𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗅'𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗂𝗊𝗎𝗈𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗎𝗀𝗇𝖺𝗇𝗍, 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆. (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗌𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗅𝗌, 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽, 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍, 𝗂𝖿 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅, 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗁𝗒𝗌𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝖺𝗉𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌. 

𝖭𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖼𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇. 𝖧𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇. 

𝖠𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗒𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽, 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾. 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖪𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖺, 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗎𝗇𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗏𝗂𝗏𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖽𝗈 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗐𝗂𝗌𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖪𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖺'𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗒𝖺 𝗎𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗁.

𝖠𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗎𝖾𝖽, (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖪𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗈𝗇 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗒𝖺’𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌, 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗉𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁𝗌, 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁𝗌, 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌. 

𝖣𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 (𝖧/𝖢)-𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗐, 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗀𝗈 𝗈𝗇. 𝖭𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾. 

𝖮𝖼𝖼𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗒𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗒 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿, 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇𝗈𝗈𝗇, 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌, 𝗂𝖿 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖺𝗒. 𝖧𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋, 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝖻𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀. 

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗌. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝗓𝖾 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗆𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝖥𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍, (𝖸/𝖭) 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝖿𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗏𝖾𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗅𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗑𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗉𝗅𝗒. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗂𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖺'𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌. 

𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍�� 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾. 

𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗏𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗈. 

𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗂𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗌𝖾, 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗇. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗌𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗇𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖽𝗂𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍, 𝗂𝖿 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗇𝗎𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾. (𝖸/𝖭) 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 ��𝗈𝗈𝗆. 

𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝗂𝗋𝖼𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗌. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝖽𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗏𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗅𝗌 𝗈𝗇, 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗍. 𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗆𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻. 

“𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖻𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗎𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋?” 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗀𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 

(𝖸/𝖭) 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗋𝖽, 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾. 𝖭𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝖽.

𝖬𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝗂𝖿 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗅𝗒 𝖺 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖼 𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗇𝗎𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗉𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇. 

𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗌𝖾𝗍, 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗇, 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗁𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖺 𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗆. 𝖨𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇. 𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗇, 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝗄𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄.

(𝖸/𝖭) 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒'𝗌 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇'𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌. 

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗅𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍, 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗁𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗀𝗎𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗎𝖽 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗅𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌. 

𝖠𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗒𝖺, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗋, 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗅𝗒, 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗇𝖽. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 (𝖤/𝖢)-𝖾𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗏𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖻𝗎𝖽𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍, 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝖼𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍. 

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗐 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗅 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗈𝖽𝗒. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗎𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍.

𝖮𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗀𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗈𝗇, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝖽𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖺𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗑𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾. 𝖠𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾, (𝖸/𝖭)'𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍. 

𝖲𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌. 

“𝖦𝖺𝗆𝖾: ‘𝖧𝗂𝖽𝖾-𝖺𝗇𝖽-𝖲𝖾𝖾𝗄’. 𝖱𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗌. 𝖮𝗇𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗌. 𝖠 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖻 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝖢𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗋. 𝖳𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗍 : 𝖿𝗂𝖿𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗌. 𝖠𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝖿𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗈𝖽𝖾.” 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇. 

(𝖸/𝖭) 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖧𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗏𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗍𝖾𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿? 

“𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿 𝗂𝗌 𝖨𝖣 𝗇𝗎𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝟣𝟢𝟢𝟢𝟣𝟣𝟧, (𝖫/𝖭) (𝖸/𝖭).” 𝖨𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽. 𝖨𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝖻𝖾𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗒𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 

𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗇 𝗂𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿, 𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾. 𝖮𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖽𝗂𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗀𝗈 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗒 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿, 𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖾𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋. (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗋𝖾. 𝖠𝗅𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗅𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗃𝗎𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝖿 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀. 

“𝖲𝗈, 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈?” 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝖺𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝖻𝗍𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽. 𝖴𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒, (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝖼𝖾. 

𝖲𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒, 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝗀𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗌 𝖾𝗋𝗎𝗉𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. (𝖸/𝖭) 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝖾𝖾𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗎𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗎𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌, 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽. 

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖽-𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗈. 𝖪𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝖽, 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽. 

“𝖶𝖺𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎? 𝖨𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗏𝗂𝗏𝖾, 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗍.” 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗒𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽, 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗅𝗒. 𝖧𝖾 𝗁𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝖽, 𝖺𝗆𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗇𝖾𝖾𝗋. 

“𝖮𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗎𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗏𝗂𝗏𝖾... “ (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿 𝗉𝖾𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋, 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽, 𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗒𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗍, 𝗍𝗁𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾. 

“𝖣𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗂𝗍? 𝖤𝗒𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖻 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖻 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖻. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗏𝗎𝗅𝗇𝖾𝗋𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾.” 𝖧𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿, 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍𝗂𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗒𝖺'𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗑𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗋. 

“𝖳𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀.” 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖾𝖽. 

“𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒'𝖺𝗅𝗅, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖺 𝖽𝗈.” 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖽, 𝖺𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 (𝖧/𝖢)-𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗏𝗂𝖽𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝗎𝗇, 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗎𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝗎𝗇𝗅𝗈𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 

𝖶𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗒?

❝  ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ  ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚  ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛs ᴏᴘᴇɴ  ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚  ʀᴜʟᴇs  ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚  ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ  ❞

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How To Make A Cheshire Blush

Chishiya Shuntarō x reader

You make it your goal to see Chishiya blush

Fluff - Suggestive

I have known Chishiya Shuntarō for a little over eight months since entering the borderland. In that time I have never seen him flustered… Ever.

How is that even possible? What man could be so calm and collected that nothing makes his cheeks flush the color of strawberries? Not even when facing death does his calmness fade…

I glanced over at Chishiya who was watched the group we teamed up with mild amusement as they betrayed each other one by one. How can they all be so foolish? If only they would put their fears aside and trust one another. Maybe then we could all make it out alive and find out who the Jack of Hearts really is. This entire game was so tiresome. I sighed loudly, earning a glance from Choshiya before he returned his gaze to a man sweating profusely as he told another player their suit.

“We’ve been here for days and it’s so…” I folded my arms on the table, “Boring.” I sighed again as my shoulders slumped.

“Find something to do.” Chishiya had zero interest in my boredom and did nothing to try and entertain me.

It wasn’t his problem nor benefit him, so why should he care?

My attention found its way to the pair, Aba and Kotoko. It seemed that they have been attached to the hip quite literally since the start of the game. Studying them closely, they reminded me of a business looking man and his personal assistant.

I chuckled at the thought of all the drama and scandal they might have caused in the old world, especially if he was high up there. I watched as Kotoko pressed herself even more into Aba’s side while he looked as if he held all the power. For a moment I wondered what it would be like to be just like her. To be someone who didn’t rely solely on herself.

I suppose in a way I have some trust to Chishiya, I considered him my friend. He did treat me as a friend though. I also considered Kuina a friend and I knew she thought the same about me. My mind briefly drifted to her and I hoped that she was doing okay, alive somewhere right now.

My thoughts drifted back to Chishiya. He was cool and highly intelligent, not to mention drop dead gorgeous, but something I wonder if he would sacrifice me for his gain.

“I wonder what that feels like.” I muttered as I placed my chin in the palm of my hand.

“What?” Chishiya took a bite from his own bag of cookies as his attention flicked over to where I was looking, “To be a self righteous prick?”

“No.” I shook my head leaning on my chin, “To rely so heavily on someone to protect you that you don’t learn how to protect yourself.”

“You wouldn’t make it very far with that mentality.” Chishiya muttered, “Luckily, you’re too smart for that.”

I grinned at the small compliment from the Cheshire man. It was rare to hear praise from him even if it was usually mixed with mockery. It was in that moment that my innocent grin turned sly as I thought of the perfect thing that could keep my boredom at bay.

His brows furrowed at my smile, “Quit looking at me like that, it’s weird.”

“What if the only person I knew to keep me safe was you?” My grin turned into a smirk.

“But it isn’t?” His answer came out more of a question as he tried to figure out my plan.

“But what if?” I leaned my weight onto his side, wrapping my arms around one of his, “Would you take advantage of my undying loyalty, Shuntarō?” I could see a blush coat his cheeks and I couldn’t help, but laugh, “Of course you would, you sneaky cat.”

He nudged me off him with a grunt. I leaned closer to make sure I was seeing this right… The Chishiya Shuntarō was in fact, blushing.

“Oh my stars.” I gasped in amusement as I pressed a hand to my heart, “Is that a blush I see, Chishi?”

I did it! I thought as excitement built up inside me. I made him blush!

“No.” He looked away from me.

“I think it is.” I poked his cheek, giggling as I sat back.

My giggling died down as I looked at him. He didn’t say anything, but he seemed flustered. Is it possible that he held some kind of feelings for me?

“Chishi.” I smiled when he looked at me, “You want some?” I held up my strawberry cake roll.

He eyed me and it suspiciously before he gave a simple nod. I opened the package, breaking off a piece for him to try. I shook my head as he reached for it as I brought it up to his lips. He opened his mouth slowly as he took a bite.

“So would that make you a self righteous prick?” I teased quietly as I fed the cake to him.

He rolled his eyes and he leaned back, taking time to chew and see if he liked the cake.

“Way too much strawberry.” He mumbled after he swallowed, but continued to eat the next piece I gave him.

He returned the gesture with his own bag of cookies as we munched on the others snacks.

“I am an asshole.” He spoke without hesitation, “I am not kind. I am manipulative and I do what I must to get ahead. I don’t care about anything so why are you always hanging around me?”

“You are those things, but I think you’re wrong about how you see yourself Chishiya. You are so much more than that. You are kind, to Kuina and to me. You are manipulative, but that just means how intelligent you are in understanding everything. You can solve the hardest puzzle on earth with just a glance. You say you don’t care, but deep down I know that you do. You have just built a wall that is worth climbing because you mean more than anything in the world to me.” I answered softly.

He wasn’t able to respond as the speaker dinged.

“I believe it’s almost time.” I sighed as I looked up at the clock.

My attention turned to Kotoko who grabbed a packet of cookies… The same brand that Matsushita grabbed a few minutes ago.

“Hm…” I hummed watching what would be a meaningless passerby between the two, “Maybe I do have more undying loyalty than Kotoko.”

“Seems so.” Chishiya smirked.

I turned in my seat, brushing my hair away from my collar.

“Heart.” He said and turned so that I could tell him his suit.

“Diamond.” I repeated the symbol I saw.

“Fits us well.” He muttered standing up to begin our journey to our cells.

“Aw does that mean I have your heart Chishi?” I stepped up to him teasingly.

“You have my headache.” He stated before walking into his cell.

I entered the one beside him with a warm feeling creeping in my chest. I think it’s the other way around, I think you have my heart Shuntarō.

“Heart.” I spoke my final answer as I waited to leave the cell.

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[eufezco]

BACK TO YOU — CHISHIYA X FEM!READER

MAJOR AIB SPOILERS !!

SUMMARY — you win the games and wake up in the hospital. remembering everything that happened in the borderlands and not knowing if chishiya made it.

your mouth was dry and it tasted like blood. your eyes opened slowly, getting used to the bright lights of the hospital room and you hissed when your hand landed on your temples. you had some cuts on your face, covered with gauzes and medical tapes, and some bruises too, especially around your eyes and on your cheekbones.

you looked around the room and you could see your mom's purse next to your bed, but she wasn't in the room. somethings never change, not even when you were at the hospital after having been dead for a few seconds. once you tried to sit on the bed, you felt a stabbing pain in your lower abdomen and then on your forearm. your hand went directly where it hurt in your belly and you realized that you were wearing a bigger gauze there and another of the same size on your arm, and at that moment a wave of memories hit you making you feel dizzy. the beach. the next level. the king of spades. chishiya.

chishiya.

you gasped and forced yourself to remember when was the last time that you saw him. niragi's gun was pointing at you when he suddenly stepped in the middle of your body and the bullet with your name written in it.

"why would you do it?" you asked him with tears in your eyes. chishiya just showed you a smirk. you told him that he needed to resist, that there were only two games left and everything will be over. a little smile remained on chishiya’s lips as he nodded slowly. he knew that by the time you completed the games he wouldn't be there. you wanted to stay by his side but usagi and arisu dragged you out of there when the zeppelin of the king of spades appeared.

the last thing you remember from that day was lying next to kuina and ann on the cold ground. your back hurt and your wounds didn't stop bleeding as you watched the fireworks and listened to what you were being asked. "i decline." you finally answered, with tears in the corners of your eyes.

you got up from the hospital bed and noticed that you were sharing a room with someone else. that someone in the room with you was separated from your side with a curtain. with small steps and with a hand on your belly, right where your wound was, you approached the curtain, and being extremely careful, you had a quick peek to the other side. you took a sharp breath after you recognized the boy on the other side. his thick brown hair was stuck to his forehead, and just like you, he had some gauzes on his face. he gave a small jump on the bed when he noticed that someone was staring at him from a small opening in the curtain, but his frown relaxed once he recognized you.

"y/n?" he asked, still a bit confused.

"arisu." you removed the curtain completely and his eyes opened wide. he removed the blanket from himself and turned his body to let his legs hang from the bed, ready to get up from the moment he saw you. you were quicker than him and hugged him, maybe a little too hard because you both hissed when your bodies collided. you stayed like that for a few seconds more and then he asked you if you were okay, and how long had been since you woke up.

"a minute?" you asked him. your head hurt. "everything- everything happened in a minute. all the games, all the deaths? in a minute?"

arisu nodded. you gulped. all the things you lived with chishiya happened in sixty seconds. you felt like you could throw up. you shook your head and decided to talk about anything else. "did usagi make it?"

"yes. she was with me when we finished the last game."

you nodded, glad to hear that your friend was alive. "kuina and ann also made it. i think i heard aguni and akane too but i can't remember well."

arisu then understood. you knew that all of your friends made it but not if he did. "i'm sure- i'm sure he's here. i'm sure chishiya got out."

you shook your head with your eyes closed. arisu didn't know that. when the king of spades appeared and him and usagi separated you from chishiya, his white jacket was already soaked in blood. the first bullet hit him in a noncritical area, but the second one, the one that should've got you, went directly into his chest. you didn't need to be a med student to know that that was bad.

"come on. let's go for a walk." arisu got up from the bed and kissed your forehead after noticing how sad your eyes were. you hooked your arm in his. every now and then arisu would stop to check up on you, if you were breathing well, if you were too tired to continue but you assured him every time that you were fine.

you saw aguni in the icu. the doctors that came out of the room were pointing out how that man being alive was practically a medical miracle. akane was on a wheelchair looking at him through the glass. the girl was very pleased to see you both again. she asked about your injuries and she thanked arisu in a subtle way for winning the last game. she didn't know if you were ready to talk openly about what happened. she didn't even know if she was.

you tried to run and arisu had to hold you so you wouldn't fall down the moment that you saw kuina. her face glowed and she had to blink a couple of times to believe her eyes. kuina was kneeling in front of a woman in a wheelchair, a man was standing next to the two of them, and you guessed that they were her parents. she was quick to stand up, her father had to help her to get to you and arisu, and then you hugged her tightly. you were careful though, you saw how bad her injuries were. you remember the king of spades on top of her, stabbing multiple times her stomach, blood coming out of her mouth and you immobile lying on the ground after being shot by him.

"have you seen him? do you know if he made it out?" you held kuina's cheeks. defeated, you let out a sigh after seeing kuina's confused expression. she shook her head to both of your questions. kuina told you that the last time that she saw chishiya was when the king of spades attacked for the first time, and then each of you followed a different path and she never saw him again after that. but when she met arisu again, he said that chishiya was fine.

you slowly turned to look at arisu with raised eyebrows, and the boy just shrugged his shoulders. on second thought, you were sure that arisu didn't do it with bad intentions. you had to explain to her that niragi shot him twice. kuina gasped and covered her mouth with her hand. you told her that the second time niragi was aiming at you but chishiya stood in the middle. that did not come as a surprise to her. she knew him longer than you did. they were already at the beach when you arrived there with arisu and usagi, and as long as she had known him, chishiya had always acted unbothered. he wasn't a big fan of showing affection. he was selfish, arrogant, and really self-centered. but kuina knew that he would take a bullet for you.

she insisted on joining you and arisu on your walk. you three recognized some people who were in the games with you: people from the beach, that kid usagi fought so hard to save, people you tried to kill, and people that tried to kill you.

"excuse me?"

the hospital reception was chaotic, and you barely heard the woman at the other side of the counter humming to your question.

"i'm- i'm looking for someone."

"name?"

you blinked a few times at her sudden question. you played with your fingers nervously. she raised her eyebrows waiting for an answer. "chishiya shuntarō."

you shouldn't have ask. you should have waited for him to find you. what if the woman told you what you didn't want to hear? no. no. no. you should've waited, or had arisu to ask for you. but now you were waiting for that woman to finish typing on the computer and maybe to tell you that he was dea-

"third floor, room 301."

"oh." you said in a sigh. you could feel all your body relaxing, your hands stopped trambling, your legs didn't feel like giving up anymore. but you could also feel your heart beating in your throat, and your chest slowly heaving. the woman raised her eyebrows at you again.

"do you need anything else?"

you gulped, shaking your head softly and coming back to you. "hm?oh. no, thank you."

you turned around and walked towards arisu and kuina, your eyes locked on the floor. your two friends arched their brows worried, by your face both of them expected the worse. kuina could feel that familiar lump that forms in your throat moments before bursting into tears. arisu approached you and his hands gripped your shoulders. your eyes connected with his.

"y/n-"

"he's on the third floor."

arisu sighed in relief. kuina also let out a sigh and she wiped away some tears off her cheeks before you could see her. she approached the woman and asked for an and she told kuina that she was in the operating room, which was also a strong relief.

time passed slowly, and the way to the third floor was the longest you could remember. not when you were walking to the control room with him and kuina, escaping from the militants, not when you were heading to a game, not even when you ran to him after niragi shot him. the elevator was too slow for you.

arisu was checking up on you, kuina was too deep in her thoughts. once the elevator stopped and the doors opened, you gulped and looked at arisu. he nodded for you to be the first one out of the elevator. what you didn't expect was to see chishiya in the middle of the hallway, his body slightly curved and one of his hands pressing his lower abdomen. he was talking to his doctor, probably asking a million questions like why he had put him on that medication instead of the other one, and trying to convince him why the other one was better.

"chishiya."

the boy quickly turned to see who was calling him and his eyes opened wide in surprise. "y/n." chishiya soon forgot about the doctor. one of his arms wrapped around your waist, the other one hugged your upper body, resting his hand on the back of your head and pulling you closer to him. he hid his face into the crook of your neck.

it was weird having him in between your arms in the real world. once you two were completely healed you'd go back to your normal life but you'll have each other. you were going to have to get used to his twenty-four hours shift as a doctor, and he was going to get used to hugs and kisses every day. but now, with his arms wrapped around you and after gone through that much, he thought that he could get used to that easily.

"i knew that you would make it." chishiya said with a small smile on his lips. one of his hands pushed your hair away from your face and tucked it behind your ear. the other one held your chin up trying to see through the gauzes on your face what type of injuries you had.

arisu and kuina were standing behind you. chishiya shared a glance with both of them. arisu was smirking, kuina was biting her nails with tears in her eyes, probably waiting for her turn to greet her friend but not wanting to separate you. you rested your head on his chest, careful to not touch where he was shot. your lower lip trembled, tears started forming in your eyes.

"i thought that you-"

someone talked before chishiya could. "that could never happen, you know what they say, only the good ones die young."

"you bastard." you looked over chishiya's shoulders and tried to move away from him the moment that you saw niragi at the end of the hallway, approaching the group from behind chishiya. he was quick to hold you tighter against him, to prevent you from hurting yourself even more by hitting niragi.

niragi was smiling. even though half of his body was covered with bandages you could see that disgusting smirk on his lips.

"i'm gonna kill you," you stated. niragi laughed at you. you couldn't see it but chishiya smirked, his arms still hugging you and not letting you part from him.

"it's not that big of a deal, honey. he's is alive and i got to shoot him. we both won."

chishiya could stop you but he didn't have enough arms to stop kuina. the girl passed by your side like a fury. arisu tried to grab her arm but she was mad. her fists were already clenched before she was even close to niragi, and arisu called her name in a last attempt of stopping her. niragi looked down at her with a smile on his lips. he knew what was coming. he had seen that face on kuina before.

her fist closed tighter and with all the strength in her body, she punched niragi. his mouth and nose started bleeding right after but he didn't stop laughing. she had her fist ready again but arisu grabbed her waist from behind pulling her away from him.

"better?" chishiya asked after feeling your breathing slowing down. you nodded and you both looked at kuina kicking in the arms of arisu. chishiya raised his brows looking at the doctors coming to assist niragi. "well, he deserved it." you rolled your eyes at him.

"you have to tell me a lot of things, i guess." chishiya said referring to your bruised face. you nodded, he was going to believe everything that happened between the time he was shot until arisu and usagi won the last game.

"i haven't seen banda and yaba."

chishiya smiled at your innocent. "i'm sure that they are fine but i'm also sure that they decided to stay." you already thought about that. you nodded understanding. what a shame because they were nice to you during the jack of hearts game, and they promised you that you'll see each other again. chishiya knew by your face that you didn't listen when he said that banda was a murderer and yaba was a scammer. people like that could only live freely in the borderlands.

not people like you two tho

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[buckyarchives]

second, first meeting | chishiya shuntarou

spoiler warning for ending of aib season 2

after the meteor, chishiya notices the all too familiar person. their a pull towards you - like maybe you’ve met somewhere? (gn reader)

words - 1.1k

a/n: WOW AIB 2 FINALLY OUT AND THE ENDING WAS REALLY GOOD I THINK. anyways arisu and usagis ending was so cute and i needed literally the “have we met?” scenario with ALL of them. and i’m a weak so i made this, very shoot, not beta’d, just a small and sweet drabble. enjoy reading!!!

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Chishiya is alive.

He sure as hell didn't feel like it, but he was. The meteorite took a lot out of him, physically and mentally. Waking up in the beeping hospital room with a sudden new look on life, and he was going to do something about it. No more being a messenger for bad news, slowly tearing down people's hope one referral after another.

Dozens of people just experienced the same pain and trauma as he walked around him, some looking better than others. A girl with an amputated leg, a man in a coma as he passed by his room, and a girl and boy walking hand in hand with injuries littered over them. Humanity– always finding love in terrible suitaions.

Chishiya stood in one of the hospital common rooms, people-watching as he always does. God– it feels like a lifetime had passed since the meteorite. Chishiya was familiar with the whirring and beeping sounds of hospitals, people chatting and crying, and the strong smell of disinfectants and bleach. He was a doctor, all these things filled his life to the brim, it was familiar.

Even you.

You, who stood across the room; tucked into a corner (like chishiya), people-watching, snacking on crackers, and keeping yourself comfortably hidden. Yes, you’d caught his eyes. But something felt off deep inside his stomach, something was off about you. Almost like you were too familiar, chishiya could see a lifetime in your eyes and this is the only time he's ever seen you. Maybe, it wasn't?

Chishiya knew better than to laser focus on one person in the room, because your head perked up. Right into his direction, but chishiya’s gaze didn't falter– he couldn't even if he wanted to. The pull towards you was too intense, it made him dizzy. shock, confusion, remembrance? Flashed across your face, similar to him.

A small, sweet smile grew on your face. Fuck, what medication did they put him on? That meteorite really did a deal on him because suddenly he can’t breathe. For a moment he thought maybe his stitched came undone, half expecting to see blood soaking his scrubs when he looked down. But no– it was just you. Chishiya’s has never seen a smile so familiar, yet foreign.

Your eyes narrowed in his direction, like you were trying to read him. Something many people found difficult in the past, Chishiya didn’t put up a fight or a stone-cold face. Chishiya narrowed his eyes back, like a challenge.

So wrapped up in you that he didn't see the teenage boy wheeling a little too close to his toes in a wheelchair. “Ow!” chishiya yelped.

“Ah! I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” the boy began to spew out a plethora of apologies, frantically bowing his head to the elder.

“It's okay!” chishiya reassure, the sting in his toe had already been subdued– an easy injury compared to the bandaged and stitched-up ones he gained a few days ago. “Seriously, it’s okay.”

The boys' apologies slowed and he wheeled off, practically still bowing. Chishiya chuckled under his breath at the gesture. Looking back up to find you again, weird– what's got into him? Your spot ghosted empty and chishiya’s eyes frantically searched for you, only to find your back now turned to him and trudging down the hallways. Right as his eyes landed on you, your neck turned and you glanced back at chishiya.

A challenge indeed.

Chishiya curiously cocked his head, looking something like a cat. And then one foot in front of another, chishiya was following you down the hallway. He wasn't sure why, maybe he didn’t need a reason. I mean, he almost died, chishiya felt like he didn’t need a solid reason to do anything anymore besides what he wanted. And he wanted to follow the beautiful, mysterious, and weirdly familiar person around in a hospital. Like cat and mouse.

And that's how chishiya ended up in a quieter, more intimate area. Middle of a hallway, near a set of tables and a vending machine. Usually, where loved one would sit weary-eyed and waiting for good news. You came to a halt, chishiya stopped. You turned around slowly, that sweet smile that made chishiya’s stomach feel weird (apart from the wounds.)

“You're following me.”

Something that would so usually sound like a question, was a statement. Because it was meant to be, because you knew he was from the beginning. You intended on it. Chishiya already likes you. And hell– your voice almost gave him whiplash, so silk and sweet. Echoing distantly in his head, like he's heard it a million times before.

“And you wanted me too,” chishiya replied coyly. His voice felt so scratching and his throat burned as he spoke, being without water and unconscious for too long. Shoving his hands in his pockets, leaning back slightly. Even half dead he must keep up his cool-guy image.

You didn’t reply, only a wider grin growing on your face. And chishiya found it hard to bite back one of his own. How so uncharacteristic of him – he felt so warm.

“Maybe.” you finally said.

Chishiya hummed, beginning to close the distance – one foot in front of another – between the two of you.

You watched him intently, chishiya knew it. Normally he’d perceive this as someone sizing him up, but your eyes told a different story as they trailed up his body. Something that'd make his ears hot and red.

“Meteor?” you asked, gesturing to his wounds. Chishiya nodded. “Me too.”

It was awkward for a moment, but not uncomfortable. The silence was deafening as if it wasn't meant for the two of you. Like there were so many words only on the tip of his tongue, words unsaid, words he didn’t even know – but they were begging to be spoken.

You were the first to break the silence, stepping closer. Now only 2 or 3 feet in front of him. “Have I, sorry, this is weird– but, have we met before? Like even passed each other on the streets.”

“Not to my knowledge.”

You hummed, looking around to avoid the intense eye contact that tugged you closer, and closer and–

“Would you like to know me?” chishiya said, his eyes not leaving yours. A weird sense of home lay in your eyes, chishiya was ready to jump fully in.

You tried to cover the eagerness in you, waiting a moment. Dramatically tapping a finger to your chin as you thought. “I think that’d be nice.”

Chishiyas lip quirked up, following yours.

He may not know you the way he feels, but he will.

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[chishiyashoodie]

Knowing Chishiya isn’t one to openly express his feelings I can totally picture him telling his s/o how he feels about her whenever she’s not aware.

Like she’s sleeping? He’ll be mumbling non stop about how much he loves her.

She’s in another room? He’d be whispering: “come here, I miss you”

She’s staring at the wall contemplating life? “I miss your eyes on me”

She has just woken up and she looks sleepy asf? “God, you look so beautiful”

And he thinks she can’t hear him but she often can and she has the biggest smile on her face every time.

She would pretend to be asleep just so she can hear him saying “I love you” until one day she says it back and he’s like 😦

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[homeslices]

Ride

A/N: Sorry this I took so long to upload school is kicking my ass and I’m sick 😭 also a sentence in here made me think of a sequel, guess which part lol. Also I’m actually sort of happy how this turned out but let me know what you guys think!

Summary: Just some more Chishiya smut. Do y’all sense a pattern of what I post? He might be a little ooc but I tried.

Pairings: Shuntaro Chishiya x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: Smut

Up and down, up and down, up and down.

That’s the only thing going through your mind at the moment. That’s the only thing that can go through your mind at the moment.

Your thighs are so tired, but that coil in your stomach that has been building up is so close to snapping.

Chishiya is lying beneath you, casually holding onto your hips while watching you bounce on his cock while your cunt is tightly squeezing around it.

You’ve been at this for a while. It started with just some lighthearted teasing while you both were in Chishiya’s room at The Beach. But that lighthearted teasing led to you saying you can get off without Chishiya’s help, and now you're regretting your choice of words- and humor.

You let out a choked sob when Chishiya’s cock brushes against that spongy spot inside of you.

“I thought you said you could get off by yourself, didn't you?” Chishiya’s voice cuts through the room.

“ ‘m sorry,” you whine.

The frustration of not being able to cum made tears well up behind your eyes, which are so close to sliding down your face.

Chishiya doesn’t move, of course not. Even if you beg enough you’re not sure he’ll take mercy on you. He’s just watching you amusingly. His lips twitch led up in a small, condescending smile.

“ ‘m sorry, ‘m sorry, please!” You cry out, those tears finally spilling down your flushed cheeks.

Your pace was stuttering, legs too tired to keep the rhythm, and that blissful feeling that was building up soon disappears as you ruin your own orgasm once again.

Your cunt squeezes in desperation and your upper body soon slumps down onto Chishiya’s, both of your naked chests flush together.

You’re still grinding against him, your clit brushing against his pelvis. You can hear how sticky it is down there every time you move.

A desperate whimper leaves your lips when Chishiya lifts his hips slightly, giving more pressure to your sensitive bud while simultaneously pushing his cock deeper in your soaked hole.

“Please,” you whimper out.

The ache between your legs is getting too much to handle. The only things you can think of at this point is Chishiya and having him make you cum.

“Please what?”

The shift of his lower body makes you whine once again. He’s messing with you, you know that, but at this point you don’t care.

“Please make me cum,” you sob, tears still streaming down your face.

Your face was in the crook of his neck so you couldn’t see him, but you could feel the amused snicker vibrate his body.

“Backing out of a challenge so soon?”

All you can do is nod frantically hoping he’ll grant you some mercy. You feel him hum thoughtfully only to feel him tap your sides.

“Up, I’ll help you, but you have to stay in the position you were before.”

Knowing that that’s as far as Chishiya was willing to compromise, you use all your strength to sit back up.

Breathing heavily, you brace your hands on Chishiya’s chest. His eyes remain focused on your face, almost as if he’s entertained by your struggle. Knowing him, he probably is.

Gripping your hips Chishiya steadies you, only to thrust up into your cunt, his cock brushing against your g-spot precisely.

Letting out a broken moan, you lean most of your weight on your hands, only to have Chishiya thrust up again and again and having him hit your g-spot over and over.

Your eyes are unfocused, but you can make you the smug grin covering Chishiya’s face with every thrust. He doesn’t break his pace once, and the only thing coming out of your mouth now is whimpers.

That pool of arousal soon starts building up once again, and god you can’t take it any longer. You can feel every thrust of Chishiya’s cock dragging against your sopping wet walls.

Chishiya could see a white ring forming around the base of his cock, and knowing you're close again, starts to slow down, making you wait for your release even longer.

You let out another sob of frustration, only to hear Chishiya quiet chuckling.

“You didn’t think It’d be that easy did you?”

You knew he wouldn’t just give into you. You knew, yet you still thought that he might’ve given you a little leniency. Apparently not though. He’s stopped his movements and settled for controlling your hips in a slow grind, making sure your clit rubs against his pelvis every time.

“I said I would help, not do all the work.” There was a slight pause before Chishiya continued. “Unless you don’t want to cum?”

That last sentence cut through your foggy mind. You knew he wasn’t playing around. If he wanted to, he could deny you cumming at all. He has before, and he sure as hell would do it again.

So, you slowly begin to bounce on Chishiya’s cock once again. Of course, he follows through with his promise to you, gripping your hips and helping you go up and down like you were previously.

That coil in your stomach was beginning to tighten fastly, the four previous ruined orgasms making you so much more sensitive.

You’re right at the edge, so close you could practically see the bliss that was sure to take over you.

Chishiya’s hand slides up your soaked thigh covered in both of your juices, to your cunt, that is continuously riding his cock. His thumb brushes over your clit once, twice, only the third time he starts rubbing tight circles against it.

Your head falls back, jaw open, as you let out a silently moan. And when Chishiya’s cock hits your g-spot once again, that coil finally snaps.

A shutter racks your body as goosebumps cover your skin. You see white as you cum all over Chishiya’s cock, creaming around it. A euphoric sense passes through you and you don’t think you’ve ever felt this good.

Your body slumps safely onto Chishiya, who was currently helping you ride out your orgasm by continually rubbing your sensitive bundle of nerves.

Coming down finally from you high, you start to whine at the overstimulation, only to be flipped around on your back with Chishiya hovering above you, thrusting shallowly into your sensitive heat.

“You didn’t think we were done did you?”

The feeling of his lips kissing and sucking their way up your neck had you leaning your head back, giving him more access.

Only then does he brush them against your ear and whisper.

“I didn’t even cum yet.”

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[kkurades]

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ BITTER SWEET ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

━━ chishiya isn’t used to giving affection so you become friends with tatta and accidentally start drifting away from chishiya which upsets him ( fluff , angst )

word count: 1898

pairing: shuntaro chishiya x fem!reader

warning: ooc chishiya, mention of killing

You and Chishiya met in odd circumstances, but you were glad that you found each other.

However you couldn't figure out how you piqued Chishiya's curiosity.

He was the opposite of you clever, subtle, and cunning while you were noisy, clumsy, and awkward.

If you had met on any other occasions you were convinced that Chishiya would have despised you, but perhaps your kind and extroverted personality provided him solace.

Your relationship started slightly rocky, but you quickly found the ideal balance.

Chishiya figured out that you were someone that thrived off physical contact and made an effort to provide it to you as much as he could.

While you learned that your boyfriend preferred stillness in the morning, so you attempted to tone yourself out to please him.

Both of you appreciated each other's efforts, and you gradually established a strong relationship.

Something you quickly noticed was that Chishiya liked his personal space. While you respected that and never crossed boundaries, you were desperate for more affection.

It didn't even matter who it came from, your boyfriend, a friend, or a stranger.

You didn't care if it wasn't physical or romantic, you just longed for someone constantly around you.

So, you were delighted when Tatta arrived at The Beach.

He was very chill and easygoing and didn't mind you rambling his ear off 24/7.

As time passed, you began growing closer to Tatta to the point that you spend more time with him than with your boyfriend.

At first, Chishiya didn't notice anything until Kuina pointed it out.

She had questioned him who the guy was that you were spending all your time, which baffled Chishiya slightly.

Sure he had seen you around with a guy pretty often, but he knew that you required your daily dose of affection to function properly, and he couldn't give that to you.

So at first, he didn't think much of it until it escalated even further.

Chishiya had promised you to protect you as good as he could during games and preferred for you to be within five feet from him in case something happened, that meant that you practically always joined his games.

But now you were rarely in the same game unless Tatta was standing not even three feet away from you.

Chishiya also noticed that by the time he woke up you would have already left, and when he went to sleep you weren't there either.

The only indication that you actually entered the room was when he would feel you wrap your arms around him in the middle of the night, assuming that he was fast asleep while he wasn't.

The lack of your usual overbearing affection had affected Chishiya which he didn't want to admit it.

He couldn't sleep anymore unless he felt your warmth surrounding him, and he was becoming more reckless during games.

You didn't even know the torment that your boyfriend was going through because you hadn't even noticed it yourself.

While you were aware that your typical affection for your boyfriend had subdued slightly, you assumed he liked it more this way.

Perhaps if he tried to inform you how he felt, then he wouldn't be so desperate for you now.

Briefly, after you established your relationship with Chishiya, you started your own little tradition of where you would sit on the roof on Friday night before the games.

Chishiya had been sitting there for over an hour hoping that you would barge in with a lopsided smile while kissing and hugging him affectionately while he complained jokingly about it.

But you never came because you had fallen asleep on Tatta's floor.

The hours of sleep you missed during the night were catching up to you and while you were waiting for Tatta in his room you had fallen asleep on the floor.

You attempted to fight the sleep because you remembered that you had to meet your boyfriend tonight, which made a lovesick smile appear on your face.

But unfortunately, you couldn't fight it off.

Chishiya let out an aggravated huff when he realized that you weren't coming.

Even though your friendship with Tatta had started long ago, you never skipped your weekly roof date.

It wasn't even a date, and he never told you to come every week, it was just something natural that the two of you did.

There were still two hours left before the games would begin, so Chishiya decided to look for you. Curious as to what you deemed crucial enough to bail on him.

He firstly checked your room but just as he presumed it was empty with no sign of you.

Now that he was examining your shared room, he noticed that the signs that you lived there were nearly none existent.

The soothing scent of your perfume had withered slightly, and your clothing wasn't scattered across the room like it usually is.

His heart clenched as he realized that you had been drifting away from him just because he couldn't listen to you a little longer or hug you slightly more.

You were never a demanding partner, the only thing you asked for was his love and affection.

He quickly shut the door before closing his eyes for a few brief seconds to compose himself, so he could continue his search for you.

Chishiya checked the bar, the pool, and practically every spot that he knew you liked.

Time passed quickly, and it was almost time to start the games.

Your boyfriend's concerns grew because he didn't even know whether you had any visa left or not, so he quickened his pace and began looking for anyone that might know where you are.

First, he approached Kuina who only shook her head before offering to help him search for you.

Then he caught a glimpse of Arisu and Usagi sitting together next to the pool, and he recalled seeing you around them quite often, but they too didn't have a clue as to where you were.

Just as Chishiya was about to walk away, he heard Usagi speak softly.

“Maybe Tatta knows where she is, I saw them earlier today at the bar,”

Chishiya could feel his heart clench once again before nodding at Usagi and bolting off to find Tatta.

He quickly found out what room he lived in and speed walked to it before harshly knocking on the door.

He could feel the anger and frustration rise in him when the man who was stealing you away from him opened the door with a smile.

“Ch-” Tatta was quickly cut off by the blonde-haired man who had been harshly glaring at him.

“Where's my girlfriend?” Tatta looked slightly taken aback by his sudden malice because of the stories you told him about your precious Shuntaro.

That wasn't the adorable man who allows you to tie his hair back for him while cleaning his face, nor was this the man who always had a bottle of water standing on his bedside table to offer to you because you abruptly woke up thirsty.

This was the vicious man that uses and manipulates people, so he could survive, this was the man who was ready to sacrifice everyone around him just so he could make it out alive not caring about their lives.

“She's here-” that was all it took for Chishiya to barge in while looking around to find you.

His hammering heart subsided slightly when he saw you peacefully asleep on Tatta's couch with a blanket thrown over you.

“She said she wanted to wait here until she was going to meet with you, but she fell asleep on the ground, so I put her on the couch,” Tatta nervously clarified while Chishiya sat down beside you.

His slender fingers caressed through your hair while he absorbed the sight in front of him.

“How many days of her visa does she have left?” Chishiya hissed out the words, displeased that he didn't know the answer himself.

“Four. B-”

“I'll take her to our room,” Chishiya didn't say anything else before taking you into his arms in bridal style with a slight huff.

It was a miracle Chishiya made it to your room with no misfortunes because he wasn't exactly really muscular.

Fortunately, he too had some days left, so he gently put you on your bed before pulling the covers over your exhausted form.

His slippers had been carelessly discarded somewhere in your room, and he lay down beside you.

You instinctively curled up into his side, which made a remote smile appear on your boyfriend's face before he wrapped his arms around you.

Chishiya concluded that it felt nice.

Having you so near he brought him solace, and he couldn't comprehend why he ever refused your affection.

He kissed the top of your head lazily while your legs got entangled. His eyes felt like they weighed a ton, so he quickly fell asleep with you pressed against him as close as possible.

Hours later, the sun had risen again, and your eyelids softly fluttered open.

A smile tugged on your lips as Chishiya's softened features were the first thing you saw.

His arms were still tightly wrapped around you and your legs were intertwined together.

You decided to try to enjoy the view for as long as you could before your boyfriend would wake up again.

After a few minutes, you couldn't resist the urge to touch his face. He looked so fragile and he radiated warmth.

Your fingers delicately grazed his jaw before moving to his lips. They felt smooth and warm, but your fingers quickly moved to his cheek and nose.

Your finger skimmed over his mole softly before you straightened out his eyebrows.

He looked majestic in the morning light with his guard down. You couldn't apprehend as to how the man in front of you was real.

When Chishiya regained consciousness, your fingers were softly massaging his scalp which elicited a purr out of him.

Your movements halted at the odd sound coming from your boyfriend, whose lip corners were slightly upturned.

“Don't stop.”

His groggy morning voice sent you over the moon, and you instantly continued.

Chishiya enveloped his arms tighter around your waist, so your back was slightly arched while he nuzzled his face into your neck.

“Give me all of your affection,” his voice was slightly muffled, but you understood him perfectly fine.

“What?” You questioned him with a grin on your face.

“I want you to give me all of your affection,” he stated once again.

“I thought you didn't like it because I was too overbearing,” you sheepishly said.

“I don't care if it's overbearing if it comes from you, I want it.”

His words made you smile softly, and you kissed the crown of his head lovingly, which made him smile.

The two of you enjoyed the quiet morning within one another's arm with occasional kisses before you broke the silence.

“Chishiya?” His soft feathery kisses on your neck didn't stop as he hummed for you to continue.

“I love you.”

Your boyfriend pulled his face out of your neck for the first time that morning to face you with a lazy smile painted across his heavenly features.

“I love you too,” he told you before placing his hand on the back of your neck to kiss you passionately

©cupidsheqrt , 2022.

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[airbendertendou]

i can’t die! [i’m all in.] ♡ chishiya shuntaro

anon requested : Hi Author! Can you please write (if it's okay) a fanfic about chishiya, Where the reader was chishiya's girlfriend before the borderline, they were supposed to meet in somewhere but the meteorite fell just before they did, and they meet again for the first time in the jack of hearts game?  I know this isn't very detailed and I'm so sorry for that ;-; thank you author

song inspo ; coin by iu

synopsis : seeing your arranged boyfriend-of-sorts in the borderland’s is nerve-wracking. especially when he sees you’ve befriended a serial killer.

gender neutral reader, [name] used in place of y/n, platonic!banda - he might b ooc but idc <3, reader wears an oversized cardigan

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— ♧ ♡ ♢ ♤ —

“Will you get out of my way?” You shove the tall male to the side playfully as you fasten the collar around your neck. Banda’s eyes met yours and you grinned mischievously. “This place remind you of anything?”

“You’re so funny,” he replies blandly. The prison around you is cold and you’re thankful for the cardigan you’ve kept all these weeks. You follow behind Banda as he walks up the stairs, eyes on the floor as you anticipate your newest game. “Jack of Hearts — what are you expecting?”

Thinking the question over briefly, you speak monotonously, “Russian roulette, probably.”

“I wouldn’t be so lucky.”

Eyes are on you both as you walk into the main hallway. A girl in a blue dress catches your attention, then a sweet looking guy in yellow and overalls. Your eyes drop to the floor again as the automated voice goes over the game and the rules. A subtle nudge against your shoulder catches your attention. Banda speaks without moving, “you and me?”

“That’s what I was planning, doofus.”

Your gaze drifts around the room again as people begin to pair up. Banda wanders off, exploring the area you’re locked in indefinitely. A white hood catches your attention, eyes following down their figure until you’re met with analyzing eyes and a familiar smirk. Your lips part, “Chishiya?”

As if he can hear you, the man tilts his head at you before walking off with his chosen group. 

Banda has collected a new person to join your duo — the stranger looks you over before grinning shyly. The hair on the back of your neck stands up, distrust crawling up your spine as you smile back. Meeting Banda’s gaze, you knew he was just as wary.

The killer — because that’s what he was in the other world and this one — slinks up next to you slyly. “See anyone you know?”

“Maybe,” you’re looking around once more, observing the way everyone interacts. Inclining your body slightly to the right, your eyes meet Chishiya’s. “Him. We were… together, in the other world. Something our parents agreed on.”

Banda lets out a mischievous snicker before leaning closer to you. “How cute. And he hasn’t come to say hello? Pity.”

You glare his way, wedging your elbow into the right side of his ribcage. The timer goes off then and you scamper over to an empty cell to give your card suit. As you exit your cell, Chishiya is idling in front of you curiously. He sways before speaking, “you know he’s killed people, right?”

“At this point, I haven’t met anyone here who isn’t a murderer.”

The blond hums before his gaze drifts, landing on something over your right shoulder. You know it’s Banda, looming behind you as he usually does. Chishiya looks to you again and speaks before his group comes to collect him. “I look forward to your survival.”

You find yourself in the cafeteria, stuffing snacks into the pockets of your cardigan for later before grabbing a drink and something to eat right then. Banda is sitting against the wall, staring ahead at Chishiya as you sit beside him. A pack of cookies lands in his lap — Banda doesn’t flinch as he peels the snack open and begins to eat it.

“Do you have to stare?” You mumble. Matsushita hadn’t returned from his bathroom break yet and you found relief in his absence. Another chip is placed in your mouth as you glare at Banda  — he was still staring Chishiya’s way. “You have a crush on him or somethin’?”

Before he could answer, a body is slammed next to yours. Looking down, you see a man sweating and crying as another looms over him menacingly. Banda slides up beside you, whispering a small, “lie to him.” in the man’s ear. You look away from them and see Chishiya looking at you again, judgment clouding his eyes as you don’t speak up against Banda.

You grumble, “already startin’ shit and we just got here.” 

“The game had to start sometime.”

As time passes, players dwindle slowly until the number hastens. There are only six of you left now — Chishiya’s partner couldn’t handle the pressure of the games, it seemed. Banda and Matsushita tell you your symbol — “club.” — before Banda breaks away from your group. You can feel the former’s eyes on you as you take sips from your drink, unnerving every inch of your skin. He interrupts the silence with a brutal curveball. “He’s lying to you, Banda. Your symbol is spade.”

“Why would he lie to me?”

“Maybe he thinks you’re the Jack,” Matsushita grins. Then he shrugs and leans against the wall beside you. “Or maybe he’s the Jack and is just trying to get rid of you. Who knows.”

You hum, tilting your head playfully. Of course you don’t believe him — strangely, you hadn’t doubted Banda since you got here. “What a waste. After we stayed allies for so long, he’d choose to get rid of me now?”

Matsushita’s eyes widen briefly at the new information before he snickers. “What a waste, indeed. Guess he doesn't cherish your friendship after all.” 

Walking away from the liar, you find yourself alone in the cafeteria. Well, you thought you were alone — Chishiya announced himself by reaching beside you for a pack of crackers. “Running around without your guard dog now, hm?”

“You can't talk,” you respond. “All alone, lingering around here like a ghost. Spooky.”

Your back is to the shelf of food as Chishiya begins to crowd your space. He hums while pouting his bottom lip, looking everywhere but you. “How’d you end up with Banda anyways? You were on your way to meet me.”

“We made a deal,” you shrug. By the tilt of your voice and raise of your eyebrows, Chishiya knows you’re lying. He stands quietly, taking one step closer to you. “Okay, fine. I threatened him and demanded we team up.”

“Of course you threatened a murderer.” Chishiya lets out a laugh just as the five minute warning echoes around the prison. He tugs on the cardigan you’re wearing, eyes softening at the sight of the worn fabric. “Think this is mine.”

“It might be,” you push off of the shelf and side-step the blond. You catch a glimpse of Chishiya’s symbol and are opening your mouth before you can think. “It’s diamond, by the way. Your suit.”

“Yours is club.” You nod in confirmation and it piques Chishiya’s interest. “Someone tell you different?”

“Matsushita tried to say Banda was lying to me. But, Banda knows better,” you glare. “I’ll break his kneecaps if he tries to kill me.”

Chishiya’s quiet laugh seems to echo in the desolate cell. It’s all you can think about — all you can remember as your fingers dance along the knit cardigan you’re wearing. After this — if you survive this game — you want to go home. You want to go back with Chishiya and watch that movie you were supposed to meet at.

It’s no surprise to see Matsushita being cornered by the three others. He did freak you out  — and he tried to get you killed. You eye his frightened expression lifelessly before speaking. “Can we take those snacks downstairs with us? I ran out of food a few days ago.”

— BONUS —

You’re sitting beside Chishiya’s hospital bed as the news begins. Absent-mindedly, you hand him a slice of the fruit you were eating as the news reporter begins to speak. A picture of a convict pops up along with the news story. “...Banda is still missing. We are asking everyone to be cautious and be safe. We’ll have the week’s weather up next.” 

“You know…” you narrow your eyes at the picture of the man. Something about him looks familiar — it sends a tingle of awareness through your mind the longer you stare. “I think I could take that guy in a fight.”

Chishiya turns his head to you stiffly, furrowing his eyebrows. “He’s a serial killer, [name].”

You shrug, “I could do it.”

— ♧ ♡ ♢ ♤ — this wasn’t really fluffy or romantic but i wanted to write a goofy n playful reader so <3 might b posting an aib series soon, so keep an eye out for that! forever taglist : @straysugzhpe​ & @star2fishmeg​ <<33

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[archieimagines]

antidote | chishiya shuntaro

Summary: A doctor is a lifeline. In the Jack of Hearts game, Chishiya strives to be yours.

yeah, i took the physician reveal and ran with it. i tried to get into his head to portray him as well as i could in writing this and accidentally fell head over heels. let me know if i did him justice? warnings: large helpings of anxiety, chishiya-esque emotional manipulation, though affectionate. mentions of sex, fwb setup, my attempt at sounding medically educated. word count: 2741 requested by: anon (thank you so much for this brilliant idea, i loved getting stuck into it. i don’t write smut, but i hope this still gets you a little riled.) written by: archie support me on ko-fi

It’s human nature to fuck up. He should’ve known to expect it from you.

It was beginning to wear him down, your constant knee bouncing and nail biting since the third hour of this game. All he needed to do was watch. He was wildly curious to see how this would all play out, and he knew he was safe. Knew you were safe.

All things considered, it was a low-risk game: only trust was required, and he’d scored that easily by taking you under his wing. However, The idea of the Jack of Hearts was a poison injected into the bloodstream of the prison’s population. The symptoms of distrust and paranoia would migrate through the ranks, and the masses would spiral and die.

It was a simple game. The key was to not let your protector get infected.

But the symptoms were visibly taking a hold of you. The cafeteria table shook with your anxious tics, the water in your bottle sloshing enough to disrupt his attention on the surrounding cafeteria. He wouldn’t complain though. You weren’t annoying, no, but you could soon put him on edge if he let you spiral like this, and then he’d be infected too.

“Chishiya,” you called softly, clearly nervous to disrupt his spectating.

He didn’t tear his eyes from the scheming girl in the dress. She was particularly interesting in this setting; and by his deductions, not likely to be the Jack. “Hm?”

Your voice came meeker than normal. “What’s my suit again?”

He turned slowly, a brow quirked over a relaxed eye as he finally gave you his attention. “You forgot?”

“No. Just tell me.”

He sighed silently through his nose, calculating your thoughts. To ask this after he’d told you twice already, you must’ve been anxious about one of two things. One, that your addled mind would fool you into speaking the wrong suit. Or two, that you couldn’t trust him.

“Heart,” was all he said.

And you nodded. Your eyes hardened, clearly visualising the shape before your eyes. ‘Heart,’ he could practically see your mind reciting. ‘Heart.’

Or… Was that a calculating look? He flexed his jaw. Were you possibly tallying up the likelihood that he’d lied to you?

He focused on the accidental downturn of his lips. He shouldn’t be double reading you like that - his own intuition was the only concrete thing he had. He’d never been wrong before. He’d kept the both of you alive for this long based on his skill alone, and he’d not let your lives slip away in a measly Jack’s game.

With a slow blink, he made the conscious choice not to chip away at his own trust in himself, as was undeniably the Jack’s aim in this game.

Chishiya’s gaze lowered to where your fingertips danced on the tabletop. A heart shape. Over and over. Frantic, disturbed. You were slipping.

Against his better judgement, he reached out a hand to clasp over your fingers, quietly amused when those sweet, round eyes fixed on his face. You were so scared, so anxious, and the part inside of him that felt for you lit a soft smile on his lips.

You’d never been good at heart games with that anxious disposition, but that was why he’d kept you by his side. You were an easy window into the minds of his surroundings with how easily he could read you. Your distress on the outside showed blatantly the fear of the people in this game. Everyone under the roof would be feeling it. Even the Jack… Especially the Jack.

Chishiya had found you early on in the games-- only the two of you had survived the Six of Hearts. You were entirely integral to his methods of survival that day, so he stole you away to the Beach and was sure to never let you have a game without him. Losing you as the key to his readings would surely damn him someday. Yet somewhere along the line, he grew… fond.

It must’ve been your consistent proximity, he’d reasoned at first. How your constant being around became a sense of ‘normal’ for both he and Kuina, how your raw, unapologetic humanity was a refreshing shift in his life, how you were a brilliant vessel in the games.

He’d protect you, and you’d provide him the opposite perspective as the control in his readings where everyone else was the variable. The perfect symbiotic relationship in this land.

And perhaps that may have been the case. Perhaps that was the foundation for which he felt appreciative of you, the foundation for a so-called friendship. But it didn’t explain how you’d developed into more for him.

His hold on your fingers tightened, gaze fixed on them as he recalled how they’d thread through his hair, night after night. How they’d unzip his hoodie at the Beach. How they’d scramble to tug the sheets over your naked body when a militant barged through the unlockable door to call him into an executive meeting. He couldn’t help the huff of amusement at the thought. Your eyes were as sweet and panicked then as they were now.

But it wasn’t the same. There, you had the safety of the blankets in his room. A sanctuary. Here, you must’ve felt so exposed to the Jack’s poison. Knee bouncing beneath the table and water bottle gripped tight in one hand, what he could swear was a thin sheen of sweat over your skin. You were really losing your nerve, and he needed to be your antidote.

“Follow me,” he murmured, his interest in the room’s population dissipated. With a gentle nod in a moment of reassurance, he let go of your fingers to let you take up your bottle of water and led you from the cafeteria.

His hands burrowed into his pockets as he walked. He took his slow time, sure to register his surroundings in his peripherals even as he gazed straight ahead, effortless as ever.

Your distinct footsteps followed close behind, audibly unsure and glancing around to the others as you tagged along. He knew you had no clue yet. You were playing it blind and suffering for it.

He took you aside into one of the prison’s meeting rooms where once upon a time, a board of directors would’ve gathered. They’d have administered handfuls of men’s fates, and they’d have considered them less than rats. Now this was where Chishiya would administer your own fate, purely because he held you dear.

He opened a palm to gesture to the end of the table. “Take a seat,” he spoke, ever relaxed, and watched you hop up onto the end of the table. It was rickety, chairs kicked and strewn about, the room only lit by the game-master’s searchlights that shone into the windows.

You looked far from comfortable perched up there, the glare lighting half of your face, and he found himself silent. He just looked at you for a moment. How beautiful you were.

He’d noticed many times, of course. The flutter of your lashes as you looked over his features in a fruitless attempt to read his face. Your parted lips channelling the oxygen that fuelled your body, though your lungs delivered it all shaky and uneven. You were stunning to him, even in the worst of times. Even when you were drenched in the crimson of lives you outlived.

But… There was something in this moment. Something about how right now, he was your lifeline. He held that beautiful existence in his hands and this time, he had the power to choose his method of helping. No supervisors to end your life with a swift letter, no list of priority to bump you down. Or at least, you were the priority.

“What is it?” You jerked him from his thoughts, your ankle bouncing once more where it swung below the table. “Chishiya?”

He gifted you a smile, but it didn’t soothe you.

Your eyes narrowed instead. “What are you hiding from me?”

A soft hum of laughter as he took slow, deliberate steps closer until he stood directly before you. A pinkness on your neck caught his eye and his head tipped in curiosity. He reached to slip a finger into your collar, lips pursed in question as he felt the irritated heat of your skin underneath. “Mm? Do you have a latex allergy?”

“Lat-? No.”

He pulled gently on the band at your neck, stepping even closer to peer at the line of irritation from the garment. It wasn’t until he finally removed his hold that he noted the moisture on his finger-- your sweat. The salt must have caught in the material and rubbed you raw, leading to irritation and the slightest blood spots beneath your skin.

“You’ve been pulling at the collar.”

“It’s tighter than when we started.”

Chishiya knew that wasn’t true. His was perfectly fine - comfortable, even - but he didn’t give a thought to argue. Your stress was having physical implications, making everything even worse for you. Anxiety really is a bitch, he mused.

“Water.” He held a hand out to the bottle and you placed it in his palm. His eyes fixed on yours as he opened it up-- and only at this point did he realise quite how close he was.

Your knees put a comfortable, familiar pressure on either side of his hips, his face uncommonly close to yours without the presence of a bed, but he had no intention of moving. He just took the space and owned it, relishing in the slightest hue of red that dusted your cheek, sure to notice it deepen as he raised your chin between his finger and thumb, guiding you to lift your face.

“This will be cold,” was all the warning he gave before trickling the water down your neck.

You hissed and jerked back, likely from the cold or the sting of the freshwater on your salted wounds. “Shit, Chishiya.”

He simply chuckled inwardly, lips hitched in a humoured smirk as he rinsed your skin. He let the little stream of water run across your throat, taking his time to work towards your other ear. His touch on your chin remained delicate as a doctor’s touch, directing you to look the other way for his ease.

This intimacy, he pondered. So rare in the home world. It was one thing to be a physician in a hospital, and another to use basic, opportunistic materials to heal someone who depended on him so wholly. A patient may fight to survive on their own accord, but here, in this game, with you… Everything rode on his word, on his actions. Everything.

A strange magnetism in his chest drew him ever closer to your skin, until his lips soon met the human warmth beneath your ear. It was a slow kiss, tender and deliberate, and he relished in how your body naturally leant into his.

His closed eyes let him hone on the quickened beat of your pulse, the ghost of a thrum against his lips. Your blood pumped the cortisol of your anxiety through the roof, and he remembered his mission to bring it back down, to calm you. He clung to this as a reason to retract from you. If this reaction was from his unsolicited affection, he should know better than to drive your adrenaline too high. 

“Don’t touch it anymore,” he prescribed, voice level and cool, giving no hint as to how hard it was to lean back from you. “The irritation will lessen and you can focus more.”

“I don’t know what the hell I’m focusing on,” you spat in a whisper, uncommonly callous with your words despite the pink to your cheeks as you watched him close the bottle cap once more. He’d seen you panic before in many a heart’s game, but not like this, not after his sparing affection. This game really was frying your nerves.

“Focus on keeping your head,” he murmured, the slightest snort slipping out after. “In every sense of the word.”

“Shut the fuck up, Chishiya.”

It was endlessly amusing to see you like this. The fire that came from your lips right now had never been rivalled before, and any regret he’d had at choosing a Heart’s game for you quickly dissipated. Fascinating to see you lose your mind.

But, he couldn’t toy with you too far. He allowed you to hear his chuckle, low and rumbling in his chest, only audible with the proximity he kept. “Sincerely. Focus on staying calm. All you need to do is trust me.”

“Not so easy in a place like this.”

He took the chance to look surprised. This was his opening to seal any of his own concerns about you. “You think I’d feed you the wrong suit?”

He paid careful attention to how you hesitated, watching the thoughts dance their patterns behind your eyes. You were looking at him without seeing him, close enough that he could see his reflection in your irises. Calculations, calculations, ones that you so visibly struggled to work out. Would he dare tell you the wrong suit? Would it be out of choice or pre-emptive, lest you try to end him first, purely because you’d worried?

Moments passed, and the longer it went on, the more his worries tugged at his thoughts. He needed to prove himself to you to save his own skin. Both of your skins.

His hands settled lightly on your lower thighs, set snug on either side of his hips, and he gave a reassuring squeeze. “You don’t need to worry,” he murmured, voice low and soothing as butter on a wound, “We’ll survive this together.”

That endearing little tug between your brows encouraged him on, and he couldn’t help but take your chin in his hold again. To hold that sweet face, so trusting, so impressionable. He watched the hope shine in your features before turning your face the slightest degree, exposing your ear once more, to which he leant in. His breath just tickled your lobe as his nose nudged on your shell, words slow and deliberate. “I know who the Jack is.”

The change in your body language was instant. You jumped back to peer at his face, brows high and eyes wide, no longer slouched and dejected. Your hand gripped at his white jacket, fisted into the fabric to keep him close as you murmured, “Really?”

A slow nod. Relaxed eyes and knowing smirk shone in the searchlight, and he planned his next words carefully. He didn’t want you to know who his suspects were, in case you gave anything away and steered the game from its natural course. “I have two suspects, it’s just down to seeing which fails first.”

The elation in his chest at seeing your relief was disorienting. The way you sighed out with almost a laugh, head thrown back to let it escape you… It was an image he wouldn’t forget for a long time. The serenity of his antidote, saving you from the Jack’s poison.

His brows shot up as you snatched his shoulders into a tight, relieved hold, thighs tight on his waist and arms looped around his neck. Your face pressed into the junction of his shoulder, nestled against his hair. “Thank fuck,” you breathed, edging on tears. “You worked it out? I should’ve known. I should’ve!”

He didn’t say anything, only astounded that you might be so liberal in your affections outside his hotel room. But then, he did bridge that gap first. And there were no regrets. He allowed himself to indulge in it, his own arms finding their home around your waist and his nose in your hair. Of course it was a trick of psychological conditioning, but if he focused just right, he could almost smell the residue of chlorine from the days at the Beach.

He indulged in splaying a hand across your back, rubbing soothing circles over your form. This body… He knew the ins and outs of it. He knew where every mole dotted your skin, he could estimate the length of your lower ribs without flaw. His thumb pressed slow pulses in the flesh between the back of your ribs, imagining that he’d place his stethoscope there.

What a sound he’d hear. Each breath, the source of your survival.

Would it be too arrogant to consider himself such a thing too?

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[luvxkdrama]

— reunion

pairing : chishiya x reader

warnings : mentions of guns, wounds, blood and cursing

word count : 1.8k

summary : After successfully finishing the last game, you run to reach Chishiya for the last time but before you can, you return to the real world with zero memories of what happened

a/n : season 2 spoilers!

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Horrifying screams echoed trough the once empty and peaceful city of Tokyo. There was no voice announcing a new game, so the sudden shooting quickly caused a massive chaos. Everyone ran in different directions, panic taking over the residents.

Chishiya seemed unbothered as he roamed around the street as if nothing was going on. You groaned at his behaviour and after successfully dodging a few bullets, you wrapped your hand around the man’s arm and quickly dragged him behind a car, joining the rest of the group.

He raised one of his eyebrows when he noticed your hand still holding onto him. You scoffed at his smirk and quickly pushed his arm away, making him smile in the back of his mind.

“We’re pinned down here!” Kuina exclaimed.

“If we step out, he’ll get us!” Usagi answered when suddenly a green car stopped in front of you.

Before you could say anything, Tatta screamed to quickly get in the car in order to run away from the King of Spades who turned out to be the source of the chaos.

You looked at Chishiya and he unconsciously pushed you towards the car, for you get in first. The rest of the group joined you in the backseats but when it was Chishiya’s turn, he noticed a bomb on the ground.

“That’s bad. Get going!” He exclaimed and ran to hide behind a car while Tatta drove away.

“Chishiya!” You and Kuina both screamed, not wanting to leave him behind but at the same time, having no other choice.

In the back of your head, you knew Chishiya would be fine by himself, however the constant thought of something going wrong didn’t let you rest.

After a few games where you brushed against death, you finally met Arisu and Usagi again after losing contact with each other.

“What’s going on!?” You frowned when you saw Niragi, Arisu and Chishiya holding a gun while Usagi looked as much confused as you were.

“Look who we have here, our precious Y/N who always seems to nuzzle in other people businesses’. Let me make a favour for everyone gathered here and get rid of you.” He smirked and your body froze.

Not being able to do anything, you closed your eyes as Niragi fired his gun. You breathed heavily but frowned at the lack of impact. After a few seconds, you opened your eyes and noticed Chishiya in front of you, protecting your form behind his body.

“Chishiya!” You screamed once he collapsed on the floor. “Why the hell would you do that!?” You put pressure on his wound, only now noticing the second wound on his side.

You physically felt your heart shatter at the sight of his blood, slowly dripping down his body. While Arisu was busy listening to Niragi, you softly caressed Chishiya’s hair, something you’ve always wanted to do but never got the courage to.

“I wanted to do something out of my character.” He chuckled, looking up at you. “Besides, if it’s for you I’m dying for, it will be a quite nice death. Oh god, that sounded cheesy.” He cringed at himself, not taking his condition seriously.

“Don’t even dare mentioning you dying, we’ll get out of here soon and you will survive, alright?” You were trying to act though, but the tear rolling down your cheek and your shaky voice showed how you really felt at the moment.

“Of course, and we’ll open that cafeteria you never shut up about.” He laughed and you playfully nudged his arm.

You helped Chishiya lean his back against a random car and put his hand between yours. Although he wasn’t fond of physical touch, he didn’t seem to mind yours.

“We will, I promise.” You gulped, unsure of your action, but decided to slowly lean in and as you saw the corners of his lips tug upwards, you decided to go for it.

As your lips were about to touch his, Arisu exclaimed that the King of Spades was nearby and you had to leave immediately. Chishiya, as much as he wanted you to stay by his side, gently pushed you back and ordered you to run.

“I’m staying here with you, I won’t leave you alone.” You protested, sitting down next to him.

“You promised me to finish the game, come back when everything will be over. As you can see, I’m not going anywhere, I’ll wait for you.” He whispered and sent you a soft smile.

Before you could answer, Usagi grabbed your arm and you went to hide.

After hours of what felt like forever, the laser went through Mira’s head and you looked back at your two teammates, not believing the nightmare was actually over.

“Go Y/N, he’s waiting for you.” Usagi smiled at you, indicating you to join Chishiya.

You thanked them both for everything and left the roof, running down the stairs. You stopped mid-way as the characteristic female voice echoed through Tokyo, asking the remaining players if they wished to stay in this world. Without a second doubt, you declined the offer.

Although the building wasn’t far away from the Main Street, you felt as if you were running in slow motion. You started to get dizzy but you persisted in your moves and felt your heart skip a beat when your eyes finally met Chishiya’s. He sent you a soft smile but before you could reach him, everything turned black.

- - -

Once your eyes opened, you were met with a white ceiling. You raised your hand to put it against your head that was pounding unpleasantly.

“What happened?” You asked the nurse that was checking the monitor next to your hospital bed.

“You were one of the survivors of the meteor that fell on Tokyo. Your heart stopped beating for a whole minute but the paramedics succeeded to get your pulse back. You might experience memory loss which is normal, after a few days you should regain everything!” She smiled before leaving the room to check on other patients.

“A meteor? My heart stopped? For a minute?” You groaned at the massive headache, getting a strange feeling you were gone for much more than a minute.

After a few hours, you were discharged from the hospital and you were finally allowed to go home. It still felt as if you weren’t home for weeks.

You only had your purse on your nightstand, so you left the room after grabbing it. Nothing seemed right when you were walking down the hospital hall, as you somehow felt empty.

Outside the window, you saw all the other survivors who were with their loved ones.

“My bad.” You bowed apologetically when you accidentally bumped into someone.

“No worries.” A strangely familiar raspy voice came in contact with your ears.

You lifted your head and was met face to face with a blonde man in his mid-twenties. He analysed your face thoroughly and frowned after a few seconds. Before you could say anything, he left without a word.

“Why did he look so familiar?” You groaned at the incapacity to find him in your memories.

After two months, you successfully opened your own cafeteria. It was a dream of yours since you were a child but you never got the courage to have one because of your parents who didn’t consider it as a real job. However, after the incident with the meteor you realised how suddenly life can end. You decided to live it to the fullest and do as many things as possible in order to not regret anything.

You didn’t expect many people at the opening day but you were pleasingly surprised when your cafeteria was filled with customers. By the end of the day, you earned more money than you thought.

It was past 8 pm, so you decided to call it a day. As you were washing the dishes, you heard the bell ring, indicating someone entered the cafeteria.

“I’m sorry but we’re closed for toda-" You cut yourself mid-sentence when you turned around and saw the blonde man from the hospital.

“Oh, I’ll come back another day.” He was about to leave but you quickly stopped him.

“Wait, it’s fine! I’ll make an exception.” You smiled and invited him to sit down. “So here we are, meeting again.” You laughed.

“Yeah, I don’t mind it to be honest.” He confessed, looking at you.

After making his order, he asked you to join his table.

“Your heart stopped beating for a minute too, I suppose?” He asked, catching you off guard.

“Oh, when the meteor hit, yeah.” You smiled awkwardly, not being able to maintain eye contact with him. “Although I felt as if I was gone for weeks.” You added, wondering what he would say.

“Me too, I felt like I was in a completely different world, weird right?” He smiled, taking a bite of your cookie.

“I have this feeling as well but then again I can’t remember anything from when I was unconscious. To be honest, I don’t even remember the moment the meteor hit the city. Everything just happened so suddenly.” You sighed, still not quite believing what Tokyo and its citizens went through.

“That makes one thing we have in common. I’m sure there’s more though, so what about getting to know each other more?” He asked, his eyes staring into yours.

“I- I would love that." You chuckled, reaching out your hand to him. “I’m Y/N.”

“I’m Chishiya.” He slightly squeezed your hand, his fingers brushing over your skin reminding you of something you’ve never experienced and yet something that felt so familiar.

What you didn’t know is that Chishiya already knew who you were and remembered exactly what you both went through. The games, the deaths but specifically your smile and the way you made unfamiliar feelings develop in the his chest. He knew you both had your life ahead so without rushing things, he promised himself to make you fall for him all over again. This time, in a world where you’re both safe and sound.

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[werelosingdaylight]

Intimate Mornings

Chishiya Shuntaro x GN!Reader

REQUESTED? [Yes] • No

REQUEST: Hi could I request domestic moment with chishiya, like hdcs or anything idc, im a slut for this man and I need domestic moment with him ☹️👍 (the brainrot is very real)

WORD COUNT: 771

SUMMARY| Mornings with Chishiya had always been your favorite, especially after a rough game.

Adm Note: I’m back after a year, I might be a little rusty. I did not specify what the reader looked like or any pronouns! Everyone is included. <3

Sunlight broke through the blue skies with beams of light, peaking through the window to give false loving caresses to the skin of your lovers face, like it was trying to make you envious of the ethereal glow that encapsulates him. Chishiya slept peacefully beside you, his arm slung loosely over your waist, his face didn't hold its usual coldness; a mask he carefully crafted together from hardened clay to protect himself.

Without much thought to your actions you pulled your hand from where it laid motionless under the blanket, taking the physically clean hand and running it through his messy locks of hair. You often wondered if every touch you gave him darkened his soul, the soul that shimmered such a vibrant gold it could blind you.

Where as your soul laid withered up, being cloaked by the shadows lingering in your mind, tormenting you with memories of the things you have done to survive in the borderlands. Crimson stains washed away down the shower drain like it was nothing but dirt spread across your skin.

His hair was soft, like how you imagined clouds to feel as a child. It was familiar and warm to your touch, like an old soul greeting you upon your death, lighting you up with a sense of complete wholeness.

Slowly your hand moved from its place where you were daring to dance your fingers through each piece and wondering if you would turn to gold from touching the hair upon his head.

Trailing down his cheek you relish in the warmth rolling off his skin in waves, a frown pulling at the corner of your lips as you notice a cut along the crown of his forehead, not deep enough to need stitches but it would need to be cleaned.

Running your thumb softly along the cut, a sigh crawled it’s way out of your throat with ragged claws tearing into your windpipe, mindlessly beating against your voice box. “Chishiya…” You whispered, getting no response you tried again to awaken your slumbering boyfriend.

“Chishiya.” Your voice was louder, causing him to stir, his eyes fluttering open at the feeling of being looked at so tenderly. A small sleep filled smile was shot your way, making your heart thud wildly against your rib cage.

Pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips you wordlessly got up, ignoring a whining protest from Chishiya that tugged at your heart strings; he always had been clingy when he was tired.

Entering the bathroom you grabbed a wash cloth, letting the cold water seep through the fabric and pool onto your fingertips before the droplets slid down your hands back into the sink.

Opening the cabinets you grabbed a bandage, rubbing alcohol, and the ointment. Hearing a soft shuffle, that alerted you to the fact your boyfriend was on the move, you moved to the doorway.

“Nuh-uh, lay back down. You’re injured and have five days on your visa.” You made your way over to his side of the bed, sitting down hesitantly beside him. You took care of the bigger injuries last night, including the huge gash along his side from a flying piece of metal.

As gently as you could, you pushed Chishiyas shoulders back, having him leaning against the headboard of the bed. Shifting carefully as to not bother his stitches.

Chishiya rolled his eyes at you being so careful, a yelp of surprise escaping you as two hands pulled you into his lap in a straddling position. “Chishiya! I could have hurt you.” You weren’t normally one to complain about sitting on your boyfriends lap, especially if it’s in the privacy of your own room, but you didn’t want to irritate or reopen his wound.

Chishiya let out what sounded like an annoyed clicking with his tongue “You didn’t hurt me, if anything being this close with you makes me feel better.” Your insides melted at his words, despite him not being the best with emotions they always managed to make you a puddle in his hand.

A soft smile crossed your lips, unable to hold back the warmth that spread throughout your chest, how could you when he looked at you like you crafted every star in his name? Like you shaped every galaxy and creature just to cure his loneliness?

You softly brushed his hair away from the cut, dabbing the wet cloth to clean the dried up blood that escaped and now painted dried ponds on his skin. You know soon enough you will both have to get up, but for now you will soak up the small moments.

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[aliceinborderlandscrolls]

King Of My Heart

Chishiya Shuntarō x reader

Chishiya knew about your feelings all along

Fluff

“You don’t understand. I was this close to being shot… This close!” I held my pointer finger and thumb as close as they could be.

“I think you forget that I was there. The bullets didn’t even go near you.” Chishiya scoffed as he changed.

I watched him take off the comfortable looking sweater to change into his lucky white jacket. I rummaged through the plastic bag that held the few clothing items I was able to grab without the King of Spades finding us. It was pure Chishiya luck that we were able to hide in this shabby hotel filled six stories high. I took off the ripped tank top and shorts I had on, flinging them to the side of the room. I picked up the pair of black jeans, putting them on before shrugging on a soft white long sleeve. I didn’t mind changing in front of the nonchalant mastermind for the fact that I had chills running down my spine at the slight chance of being found by the shooter.

“I think you need to see a doctor for your eyesight Chishi.” I stated turning around to find him leaning against the doorframe, waiting for me.

He rolled his eyes, “I am a doctor.”

I stepped closer to him, “Then answer me this cat boy, would save me if I was shot?”

He looked me up and down before letting out a quiet hmm, “Maybe.”

I gasped walking past him and grabbing his hand, “Let’s go before I actually come across the possibility of putting my life in your hands.”

“I prefer my hands in my pockets.” Chishiya grumbled though he made no attempt to untangle his hand from mine.

It was my turn to roll my eyes, “I know that. I saw you with your hands in your pockets barely running while we were being hunted. Where are we going anyways?”

“There was a game not to far from here. Head left once we make it out of the hotel.” He said.

I sighed as we made it to the gates of a prison, “I swear I saw my life flash before my eyes…”

“Are you still on about that?” Chishiya tsked, “The grenade would of had a better chance at killing you. I mean you kicked it like a football and you’re worried about tiny bullets?”

“There’s a three second rule for grenades not bullets.” I shrugged as I looked up at towards the sky.

The Jack Of Hearts blimp floated above us and an uneasy feeling rested in the pit of my stomach.

“Are you sure about this?” I asked, my voice softer as I looked to him, “Maybe we should do a clubs game instead…”

“I’m sure.” He nodded, “We need to play a game before our days run out and between the two of us, hearts will be a walk in the park.”

“Or a walk in a prison.” I motioned to where we were, “Ready to become a convict?”

Chishiya gave me is famous are you kidding me look as he opened the door, “Let’s get a move on then prisoner.” He said, waiting patiently for my next move

“Ever the gentleman I see.” I gave a short bow before walking inside.

“Only for you.” He murmured, following close behind.

The two of us eventually landed at a table with collars spaced evenly on top of it. There seemed to only be a few left, meaning there were already players inside.

“I hate these.” I whispered already feeling my throat close up at the thought of the collar exploding around my neck.

“I know.” Chishiya said as he secured a collar around his neck.

That simple motion left zero chances of me walking out of here and he knew that. He knew I’d never leave him. My heart would allow it and so I grabbed the collar, looking at it.

“Do you think you could…” I gently handed him the collar and turned around so he could secure it around my neck.

He stepped closer to me, gently moving any stray hair out of the way as he put it around my neck.

“I wish it would be something other than this that you put around my neck.” I chuckled.

“Are you suggesting you want me to buy you a diamond necklace?” He said as he clasped the collar into place.

“Diamonds… Candy… Anything would make me happy as long as it was coming from you.” I turned to look at him with a smile.

“Sap.” Was all he said, a blush forming on his cheeks.

“Only for you.” I repeated his words from earlier.

The game was simple. Trust in your partner. Find the Jack of Hearts. Then you win and you can leave. That was all and while it may be the easiest thing in the world for me, it seemed others had a harder time coping with the frazzling distrust slowly seeping it’s way into each player. Except for us of course. We watched patiently as each player began to pair up.

“Hey…” I gave the poor frazzled guy who has been standing next to us this who time, “You can partner with us, we’re not looking to get anyone killed.”

The relief was evident on his face as he nodded eagerly, “Thanks.”

Any attempt of anxiety that even dared to creep into my bones every time I stepped into a cell was washed away the moment I found the cozy blonde waiting for me after each round.

I watched Urumi manipulate her small group with a lollipop and smile on her face. It made me wonder if anyone was actually buying her innocence act.

“Unbelievable…” I breathed out, glancing over to Chishiya to get his opinion only to find him happy watching the scene unfold as he munched on his cookies.

The look on his face made my heart swell as he took such happiness from such a little treat. Adorable… I thought as a blush creeped up my face. I quickly covered up my heart eyes with a cough the second he gave me his full attention.

“Are those the only cookies, you’re going to eat?” I stared at the cookies he keeps getting.

The players were dwindling as the days went on and the only source of entertainment was each other and watching the others slowly lose their minds. Our ally included… His heart was too big for this game.

“They’re the best.” He stated simply.

“Oh I beg to differ.” I held up a box of vanilla flavored panda cookies, “These are the best.”

He barely glanced at my cookies, “You’re just basic.”

I gasped, clutching my box of cookies close to my chest, “How dare you insult my cookies!”

“I didn’t insult your cookies.” The look in his eyes screamed devilish as he took a bite of his biscuit, “I insulted you.”

I let out a cry as I fell back into the bench as if I had been shot in slow motion, “I take it back… Being shot would have hurt way less…” I breathed out before pretending to die.

It wasn’t even a minute before I felt one of his biscuits hit my face. I blinked my eyes open as I gave him a mock glare, “Did you just hit me with your biscuit?”

“Had to make sure you weren’t dead.” He shrugged.

“If I didn’t lo-” I was silently grateful for the interruption to my almost confession. I looked over to one of the only people who deserved to be behind these walls.

“How long have you two liked each other?” Banda asked, taking a seat on the other side of the table.

“Oh um…” I stuttered as the blush on my cheeks suddenly returned with a vengeance, “We’re not…”

“Two months ago, she told me to shut up.” Chishiya answered nonchalantly.

I looked at him in shock, my cheeks the color of strawberries because he was right… That was the moment I fell for him.

“You knew that I…?” I asked bewildered.

“Pretty easy.” He shrugged.

I punched him in the arm, “And you didn’t think to mention anything?!”

“Figured you found out my feelings as well.” He answered.

“You just smirked at me and walked away!” I waved my hands around, “How was I supposed to catch on to that?!”

“You tell me. We haven’t been apart since.” He stated and I couldn’t come up with a good comeback.

The speaker letting us know it was time to head to our cells.

I sighed getting up, clutching my box of cookies in my hand. Following the blonde towards the cells.

“Interesting…” Banda murmured, deducing that neither of us were the Jack of Hearts. This meant that his earlier deduction was current.

“What was my suit again?” I mumbled, not being able to look him in the eyes.

“Heart.” Chishiya assured me for the second time.

I looked at his collar once again to be certain, “Yours is a Diamond.” I repeated.

He nodded, “See you in a minute.”

He brushed his hand against mine before entering his cell. I entered the once next to him repeating suit he told me.

“Heart.”

I can’t believe that sly cat… The embarrassment of the sudden confession slowly began to wash away as a smile formed on my face. He liked me too.

Now all we had to do was survive this place together.

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[burntmarshmallowchishiya]

Chishiya x Fem Y/N Smut Visuals

uh hi I'm new to tumblr 🫣 and still figuring out this app lol

so happy we're getting a S3!

Contains: rough sex, fingering, and teasing

(you may need to have a twitter acc to watch it)

If you guys like it then maybe I'll do a part 2?

Chishiya is making sure you are moaning so loud that he hopes Niragi can hear it outside their shared hotel room

When you changed into The Beach dress code Chishiya can't keep his hands off your body

When you two are left alone in the room after you both finished an executive meeting and he teases you

Part 2 is HERE⭐️

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[snzhrchy]

— ☆ Deja Vu !

chishiya shuntaro x gn!reader

summary; the patient you're looking after looks very familiar, almost as if you've known him for a lifetime. notes; i love making y/n a doctor/nurse in my fics (i'm projecting) taglist; lmk if u wanna be on it !

'If we ever get back, what do you think you're gonna do?' you asked, a simple question yet the answer to it was still unclear to you.

'I am already a surgeon so...' Chishiya responded after a moment. Though his face was covered by the darkness of the night, you could still see his smirk.

'No! I meant like... with your life,' you replied, 'like if I ever went back, I think I'd finally live my life, the way I want to live it.'

Being a nurse wasn't easy, it was even worse when many, many people got hit by a meteorite in one of the most busiest cities of Japan, you included.

Your injuries weren't as fatal as the many other patients and the day after you got discharged from the hospital, you were called back in to resume your job. Your injuries included a broken wrist and a few minor scars across your body.

The patients you were assigned were two young men, both of whom had suffered the same fate as you but their injuries were far worse than yours. One of them had various burn scars across his body and the other had terrible chest problems.

3 days after you resumed your job, the patient with ashy-gray hair was ready to leave as most of his injuries had been healed.

Though, you never communicated with the gray-haired man, there was something familiar about him. His facial features felt all too familiar, like you had seen him before or maybe it was just deja vu. You were very grateful that most of the time, he was asleep so he couldn't ever see you curiously examining his features.

The first time you ever talked with him was when you informed him of his release. It was also the first time you ever heard him talk. That feeling of comfort and familiarity was always present when you were near him.

'-please take caution however and if you feel pain in your chest, specifically...' As you explained to the patient about his now improved physical state, you couldn't help but notice his dark eyes fixate on you. His head was turned slightly to the side as he listened to your explanation. Though, you were unsure if he was actually listening to you or not.

'Do I know you?' he spoke at last, his voice was cold yet there was an odd sense of comfort in them; his voice sounded so soft.

'I don't think so?' your reply came out as more of a question than a response. He nodded, 'You were there? During the meteorite?'

'Yeah...' you trailed off as your eyes glanced at your injury for a moment. 'And they're still making you work?' He asked with an eyebrow raised.

You shook your head, confirming his statement.

You both stood silent for a few moments, he was propped up on his bed while you sheepishly stood there, toying with your uniform.

'Y'know, you really do look familiar to me, it's like we've met before but I don't know where,' you spoke, breaking the silence. 'It wasn't just me, then,' he said but it sounded as if he was saying it to himself than you.

Taking a gulp, you finally asked him: 'My shift ends in an hour, so what if we go visit the local coffee shop if you're interested, that is,'

He smiled - it wasn't a smirk but an actual, genuine smile, 'I'd like that.'

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