[Note:
" * " : Indicates abilities that can be upgraded with practice, experience, or unique opportunities.]
> System inner voice ["speaking"] <
> Ash inner speech "speaking" <
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Ash leaned back against the tree, arms behind his head, eyes fixed on nothing. To anyone else, it looked like he was spacing out — but in truth, his vision was filled with the faint glow of the System's Exchange menu.
He scrolled lazily, lips twitching at the ridiculous trade ratios. "Tch. Half of this is pure robbery."
Celeste giggled in his head. ["Says the guy who blew items in his inventory on a random Devil Fruit box and actually pulled something insane. Admit it, Ash — you're hooked to the Exchange store."]
Ash grunted. "That was one time… okay, maybe a couple...Fine, fine, I'll admit it—there are some good things in the Exchange. Happy?"
"Oi, Ash!"
The sudden voice snapped him out of it. He blinked, finding Ace standing a few steps away, arms crossed, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.
Ash smiled. "Hey, babe."
Her blush deepened instantly, and Ash couldn't help but chuckle. Even after more than a year together, Ace still turned shy the moment it was just the two of them. With anyone else, she was the fiery, confident Ace the world knew — but with him, she softened.
Without a word, she walked over and plopped down in front of him, leaning her back against his chest. Ash's hands moved instinctively, sliding around her waist, holding her close.
Ash tilted his head, smiling. "So, what brought you here?"
Ace shifted a little against him. "Well… since everyone's been taking turns spending time with you this week, today's mine."
Ash chuckled. "Oh? So, what does my lady want to do? It's already mid-afternoon… maybe a lunch date? A walk—" He stopped, catching the look on her face. His smile turned sly. "Or… Ace, what is it you really want to do?"
She murmured, voice barely audible, "I… heard you had some… fun with the others during their turns."
Ash barked a soft laugh. "You mean we fucked?"
Her face went crimson. "Y-Yeah."
"Come on, Ace," he teased, grinning, "we've done it plenty of times already. You're still shy just saying it?"
She shot him a mock glare. "I'm not shy...."
He leaned in and kissed her, cutting off her rant. When they finally parted, he smirked. "Cute. So… what do you want to do then?"
Ace drew a deep breath, cheeks still burning. Then, without a word, she pulled a small book from her inventory bag and leaned back against his chest, opening it to a marked page.
Ash's eyes widened the moment he caught sight of the open page. "Oi… don't tell me that's doujinshi. Again."
Ace's cheeks reddened, though she smirked, holding the book a little closer to her chest. "What can I say? It's my week with the Pocket Library. This is what popped out."
Ash groaned. "Figures. The day I let you girls get your hands on that thing was the day I doomed myself."
He leaned back, muttering inwardly. The damn Library was supposed to be a gold mine. A book every day, any kind—blueprints, manuals, stories, comics… even erotica, apparently.
He'd bought it on a whim, thinking he might outsmart the system and finally get the completed story of One Piece. Instead, it flat-out denied him. Not while you live inside this world. A cosmic middle finger.
What he got instead was Naruto. Though it was not entire series. After so long in this world, Ash had nearly forgotten what it felt like to just lose himself in something from his old life. He'd been so hooked that he vanished for hours, until the girls finally dragged him back out.
And when Lucy grew curious about what could possibly hold his attention like that, he used the Lost Isle's memory chamber to teach her how to read—only to watch her sink just as deep. It helped that the library didn't spit out plain text; every book unfolded in moving illustrations, almost alive. Like watching a movie screen in the palm of your hand.
Ace tilted her head back against his chest, clearly amused by his sour expression. "Don't complain. Everyone's been enjoying it. Even Lucy. She's hooked again."
Ash raised a brow. "Hooked on what this time?"
Ace smirked. "Well, first it was that boring ninja series. Honestly, I don't get it. What's so great about it? Why are you both obsessed?"
Ash sat up straighter, glaring at her in mock offense. "For your info, it's called Naruto. Not 'boring ninja whatever.' Boys love ninjas. It's universal. Even Lucy took a liking—and she's a girl! Bless her heart. So, you my dear peasant, will respect the might of Naruto."
Ace snorted, rolling her eyes but clearly entertained. "Alright, alright. Sorry for insulting your legendary ninjas. Happy now?"
Ash smirked, satisfied. "Good. So? What's the book she's stuck on now? Naruto was ages ago."
Ace chuckled, tapping the library's locket around her neck. "Recently, it spat out a book called "Pirates of the Caribbean." Lucy's been glued to it—reading it like it's a manual for her future career."
Ash froze, then groaned, dragging his hand over his face.
Ace tilted her head to look up at him. "What's with that reaction?"
"Nothing," Ash muttered, forcing a weak smile.
But inwardly, he cursed. "Gods… the day she starts behaving like Jack Sparrow mid-battle, I'm done."
Ace shifted, still leaning against him, her blush creeping back. For a moment, she hesitated—then she drew a slow breath.
"Well… coming to the point. You asked what I wanted to do today, right?"
Ash tilted his head, giving her a sly grin. "Yeah?"
Her fingers fidgeted against the book, then she turned it around, tapping a certain page without meeting his eyes. "I… I want to try this."
Ash's gaze slid from the page back to her face, a teasing smirk curling his lips.
Ace groaned, hiding half her face behind the book, but she didn't take it back.
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[R-18 Scene:]
Velvet curtains swayed gently as Ace dusted them with stiff, awkward strokes, her face already flushed pink. The maid outfit clung tightly to her frame — crisp white apron over a short black skirt, frilled stockings hugging her thighs, a ribbon fastened at her collar. Her usually wild hair had been brushed down into soft, wavy locks that spilled over her shoulders, making her look far too delicate for her own comfort.
The door opened silently.
Ash strolled in like royalty, coat draped regally, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. He didn't speak at first, just walked and stood behind her, watching. Then, leaning down close enough for his breath to brush her ear, he murmured, "Hard at work, are we?"
Ace jolted, nearly dropping the duster. "M-My lord! You startled me!"
Ash's gaze swept deliberately over her form, lingering on the way her hair framed her face before he straightened, his voice curling with amusement. "My, my… the new maid looks rather tempting."
She stiffened, cheeks blazing. "P-Please, don't say such things, my lord…"
He chuckled. "Tell me, have you finished your duties?"
Ace tried to keep her tone steady. "Almost, my lord."
"Almost," Ash repeated, stepping closer. Each word seemed to make her shrink back until her shoulders brushed the velvet curtain. "And what of what we discussed yesterday? Have you thought about it?"
Her throat bobbed. "I… I can't… I'm sorry, my lord…"
His smirk sharpened. "Can't, or won't?" He lifted a hand, brushing the edge of her apron before letting his palm trail upward, deliberately slow, until it hovered just below her boobs.
Ace gasped, her back hitting the wall as her wavy hair fell across her face, her eyes wide with panic and something else tangled beneath it. "M-My lord…!"
His smirk widened as his hand slipped lower, past the hem of her skirt. Ace flinched, her breath catching as his fingers brushed the bare skin of her thigh.
Ash's brow arched. "No panties?" His voice was low, mocking and hungry at once. His palm pressed higher until his fingers grazed the heat between her legs. "And already wet… Tell me, maid—were you expecting your master to fuck you?"
Ace's knees nearly buckled, her hands trembling against his chest as her face burned crimson. "N-No, my lord… I-I wasn't—"
He cut her off with a dark chuckle, pressing his lips to her ear. "Then why does your body say otherwise?"
Her head tilted back, wavy hair spilling as she stammered, "I… I can't… control it…"
Ash's lips grazed her ear, then trailed down her neck. His free hand caught both of hers, pinning them above her head against the wall with effortless strength.
"M-My lord, please—" Ace's voice quivered as she squirmed, her body twisting weakly in protest.
"Resist all you want," Ash murmured darkly, his teeth nibbling her skin, "but you already know how this is going to end."
With a sharp tug, he gripped the edge of her dress. Fabric tore audibly, falling away to expose the swell of her breasts. They spilled free, her nipples already hardened, betraying her.
Ace gasped, cheeks flaming trying to cover herself. "Y-You can't just—!"
"Oh, I can," Ash growled, one hand kneading her boobs while the other slid lower, pressing against her dripping pussy. His fingers teased mercilessly, circling, stroking, plunging just enough to make her cry out.
Her head slammed lightly against the wall, hair scattering as she moaned, her body trembling despite her desperate shakes of the head. "N-No… ahh… I-I can't…!"
"Yes, you can," Ash whispered, thrusting his fingers deeper, curling them just right as his thumb rubbed her clit. "And you will. Right here, for your master."
Her legs buckled, and with a broken cry she came undone against his hand, her body convulsing as pleasure ripped through her. Ash held her pinned, kissing her throat as he worked her through it, not letting go until her orgasm left her limp in his grasp.
Ace slumped weakly against the wall, her chest heaving, eyes glazed from the climax. She barely caught her breath before Ash released her wrists—only to grip her chin firmly, tilting her flushed face up to his.
"I'm not done with you yet, maid," he muttered, his smirk sharp.
Her lips parted, a faint protest forming, but Ash's hand slid to the back of her head, yanking it back as he crushed his lips to hers in a rough, forceful kiss, fingers threading deep into her soft, wavy hair. When he pulled away, her breath was ragged—only for him to press her down, guiding her to her knees before him.
"M-My lord…?" Ace's voice trembled, her blush deepening as her eyes flicked up to his, wide and uncertain.
Ash unfastened his belt with one hand, freeing his cock. It twitched in the air between them, inches from her lips. "Open that pretty mouth. Show me how well a maid serves her master."
She shook her head faintly, trying to pull back, but his grip tightened in her hair, holding her in place. "No… I… I can't—"
"You can." His tone darkened, commanding. He brushed the tip against her lips, smearing precum across them. "Now be a good girl… or I'll make you."
Ace whimpered softly, but the heat in her face betrayed her. Slowly, her lips parted, and Ash pushed forward, sliding himself past them.
Her muffled gasp vibrated against him, making his breath hitch. He began to move, guiding her head with steady force, his hips thrusting lightly, making her take more each time.
"That's it," Ash growled, his voice husky. "Suck… don't just sit there."
Ace obeyed, her tongue flicking timidly at first, then more eagerly as her pace quickened. Her initial gags melted into muffled whimpers, then into wet slurps as she adjusted, her hands clutching desperately at his thighs for balance.
Ash groaned, his dominance peaking at the sight of her lips stretched around him, her flushed face and teary eyes looking up. "Fuck… good girl."
Ash's hips snapped harder, his grip tightening in her hair as he thrust deep into her mouth. Ace gagged around him, tears pricking her eyes as she clutched at his thighs, but he didn't let up.
"Don't just sit there," he growled, voice low and dangerous. "Touch yourself. Now."
Her wide eyes flicked up, filled with panic, her hands frozen at her sides. She shook her head faintly, muffled protests spilling around his cock.
Ash's smirk darkened. "Disobedient, huh?" His free hand slid down, he seized one nipple between his fingers and twisted sharply, rolling it hard.
Ace yelped around his length, the sound vibrating against him. Her thighs clenched, and with a trembling whimper, one hand finally moved between her legs. Her fingers brushed her soaked heat, stroking herself hesitantly as he forced her head down again.
"That's better," Ash hissed, pulling her up only to slam back into her mouth, deeper this time. "Look at you—masturbating while choking on your master's cock. Filthy little maid."
Her moans buzzed around his shaft as she obeyed, pleasuring herself while her mouth was taken without mercy. Each thrust drove her further, her throat straining as his pace grew rougher.
Then, without warning, Ash shoved her down to the base of the cock, his grip iron in her hair. Ace's eyes flew wide, her throat bulging as he held her there, airflow cut off, muffled gags echoing in the room. He counted the seconds, watching her squirm, before finally pulling back enough for her to gasp desperately.
"Breathe through your nose," he commanded, before thrusting in again. This time, he fucked her face outright, hips pistoning, using her mouth like it was his alone. The lewd, wet sounds filled the air, mixing with her choked moans and the frantic squelch of her fingers between her thighs.
Ash's groans deepened, his cock twitching in her mouth as he slammed one final time, burying himself deep down her throat. His release came in hot spurts, spilling directly into her throat. He held her head firm until every drop was forced down, only pulling back once she'd swallowed it all, gasping for air, her lips slick with spit and seed.
Ash smirked down at her trembling, flushed form. "Good girl. You'll learn to obey faster next time."
Ash finally released her hair, his cock glistening with spit as Ace collapsed forward, coughing and gasping, her face crimson and slick. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, trembling on her knees.
But before she could recover, Ash hooked two fingers under her chin, forcing her gaze upward, smirking at her. "Did you like your master's cock, maid?"
Ace's breath hitched. "M-My lord, please… n-no more. I… I won't tell anyone about this, I swear!"
Her plea only made him chuckle. "Tell anyone?" His hand tangled in her hair again, yanking her forward while his other hand pinched her nipples hard, making her moan in both pain and pleasure. "Nah… you'll be begging for more by the time I'm done with you."
He dragged her across the floor by her hair, making her crawl until they reached the bed. With a sudden shove, he threw her face-first onto the mattress, her knees hitting the edge as her upper body sprawled forward. Her short maid skirt flipped up with the motion, baring her ass completely.
Ash's hands clamped down on her cheeks, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh before delivering a sharp slap that echoed in the room.
Ace yelped, jerking forward. "Ahh—! Please, my lord, stop!" Her voice cracked, but the shudder running through her betrayed her.
Ash's grin widened. "Begging me to stop while dripping this much? You still dare lie to your master."
He slapped her again, harder — once, twice, then again and again. Six sharp strikes, each echoing through the room, until her thighs trembled violently.
Ace cried out with every blow, her face buried in the sheets, nails clawing at the fabric as her back arched despite herself. By the time the final slap landed, she was a sobbing mess of pain and pleasure, her ass glowing red under his hands.
"Good girl," Ash murmured darkly, leaning down over her. "You took your punishment well."
Only then did he sink to his knees behind her, prying her thighs apart and burying his face between them. His tongue flicked against her soaked folds without mercy, licking and sucking as his hands spread her wider.
Ace's body jolted violently, a strangled moan tearing from her throat. "N-No…! Not there—! I can't—ahhh!"
Her words quickly unraveled into helpless cries, shifting from begging him to stop to begging for more. Her hips rocked back against his tongue despite herself, every lick and suck dragging her deeper under until her pleas crumbled into incoherent gasps of, "More… please… more!"
Ash groaned into her, devouring her like a starving man, while Ace's voice broke into desperate whimpers, her body betraying just how much she craved it.
Ash's tongue worked her mercilessly, dragging louder and louder moans from her trembling body. Ace's thighs clamped tight around his head, her fingers digging white-knuckled into the sheets.
"I-I'm close!" she cried, her voice cracking.
Instantly, Ash pulled back and stood, wiping his mouth with a cruel smirk. "No. Not yet."
Ace's head snapped back, eyes wide, hips rocking helplessly in the empty air. "M-My lord! Please—I need—!"
Her desperation mounted until she rolled over, crawling to him on shaky knees. She clung to his leg, like a starving animal, breath ragged. "Please… let me cum… I'll do anything!"
Ash tilted his head, amused, watching her rut shamelessly against his leg. "Anything, huh?"
Even through her haze of desperation, she understood what he meant. She tore at her maid uniform, stripping it away until she stood bare, flushed skin glistening with sweat. Scrambling onto the bed, she raised her ass high, thighs trembling as she dropped to all fours.
Her voice shook, low and needy. "Please, master… use me. Use my hole to please yourself. I'll be good… I swear!"
Ash's eyes darkened with hunger as he stepped in behind her, the tip of his cock sliding against her slick folds. But he didn't thrust. Instead, he leaned forward, one hand pressing firmly between her shoulder blades, forcing her chest into the mattress.
"What are you?" he whispered, his voice a low growl.
Ace shuddered. "Y-Your maid…!"
"And your purpose?" His tip teased her folds, pushing just enough to make her whine.
"T-To serve my master… however he wants!"
"Will you obey every command?"
Her nails clawed at the sheets, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as she nodded frantically. "Y-Yes! Yes, I'll ob-BBB-EYYYYYYAHHH!"
Ash slammed into her without warning, burying himself to the hilt in one brutal stroke.
Ace's scream ripped through the room, her body convulsing violently around him, eyes rolling back from the sheer shock of being filled so suddenly, so full.
Ash grinned savagely, yanking her hair back like a leash as his hips crashed against her ass, fucking her hard and fast. His other hand mauled her breasts, squeezing and twisting her nipples until she sobbed helplessly.
"Say it louder," he snarled between thrusts, each word punctuated by the slap of his hips against her. "What are you?"
"M-My lord's… maid! Ahhh—your… your slut!" she sobbed, her voice breaking. "Yes! Yes! Don't stop!" She moaned as Ash kept stroking in and out of her.
Ash's grin sharpened. His palm cracked down on her ass again, then again, until the skin glowed hot and red beneath his hand. "Good girl," he growled. "But don't forget—sluts don't get to cum until their master say so."
Every time her moans sharpened and her body tensed, right on the cusp of release, Ash shifted deliberately — pulling almost all the way out, grinding against her folds without giving her the friction she needed.
Other times, he slowed to a maddening crawl, rolling his hips just enough to keep her teetering. When she clenched tight around him, desperate for that last push, his hand would pinch her nipples harshly or yank her head back, shocking her body and scattering the peak just out of reach.
"Not yet," he growled each time she quivered, his voice low and merciless against her ear. "You'll cum when I allow it — not before."
The cycle repeated again and again — her thighs quivering, her nails carving deep marks in the sheets as she fought against the denial. Her sobs rose higher, her voice breaking into incoherent begging.
He couldn't help himself. Watching those mounds of glory ripple with his thrusting just begged for a good spanking. He tightened his hold on her hip with his left hand and lifted his right to bring it down hard on her ass.
The slap rang out loudly around them as she cried out in a mix of surprise, pain and pleasure. She braced herself on the bed, her knuckles turning white as she gripped it. She was doing her best to throw herself back at him, meeting his thrusts and feeling his cock reach deep into her quivering honey pot.
He continued slapping her ass hard, alternating cheeks while he hammered into her. Her rump was turning a delicious shade of red, her moans becoming louder and shriller as her cunt tightened with every smack his palm delivered to her.
And through it all, Ash never stopped moving. He kept fucking her — hard, deep, relentless — but always pulling her back from the edge at the last second. The constant stimulation without release twisted her tighter and tighter, her body trembling violently under the unbearable pressure of need.
Finally, when she was nothing but a trembling wreck, Ash seized her hips and slammed into her without mercy, driving her down into the sheets with each brutal thrust.
"Now cum for me, maid!" he commanded, his voice sharp and absolute.
Her body snapped instantly — the release hitting her like a tidal wave. Ace screamed, her back arching as her orgasm crashed through her, violent and overwhelming. Her cunt clamped down around him like a vice, milking him desperately as if her body had been waiting for this command all along.
Ash groaned at the sudden tightness, fucking her through the convulsions, refusing to ease up even as she shook beneath him. With one final thrust, his cock twitched and fired off cum into her quivering cunt.
The force of it broke what little strength she had left, leaving her to collapse flat against the mattress, cheek pressed into the sheets as her body twitched from the aftershocks.
Ace lay boneless, cheek pressed into the sheets, her whole body still twitching as tears and drool streaked her flushed face. She whimpered softly, "Fuck, Ash… that was good."
Ash smirked, leaning down to kiss her sweaty shoulder as their roleplay ended. "It's what my girlfriend wanted, so I delivered. You acted so damn well, Ace. But… even though I like indulging your kinks, it's not really my cup of tea. So, let's not do this too often, alright? And… sorry if I went too hard."
His hands soothed the red welts on her ass with gentle care.
Ace smiled weakly through her exhaustion. "You played the role almost too well. I'm lucky to have a boyfriend who accepts all my silly wishes. And don't worry—this won't be regular. Just… spicing things up a little here and there." She giggled faintly.
Ash pulled her close, her head resting on his chest. He lifted her chin and kissed her, Ace kissing him back with a tired blush.
"I love you," she whispered.
He smirked. "My fiery Ace, blushing like a maiden even after being fucked like a slut."
She slapped his chest lightly. "Stop it, idiot."
Ash kissed her temple. "I love you too. So… what do you say to another round? But this time, no roleplay. One's enough for today."
Ace giggled, nodding as she slowly climbed on top, grinding her pussy against his cock. Her wavy hair spilled forward, falling like a curtain around his face as she leaned in to kiss him again.
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Flashback
It happened back when Ace had her week with the Pocket Library, in the early days after Ash had gifted it to the girls.
Instead of some adventure tale or blueprint, the locket spat out a doujinshi for the very first time—right on her turn. Curiosity got the better of her when she saw the cover, and though she tried to keep it hidden, the images refused to leave her mind. Months later, after her relationship with Ash (and the others) deepened and their intimacy began, she finally brought it to him in private.
Her face was crimson as she shoved the book into his hands.
Ash glanced down at the cover, immediately recognizing it as a doujinshi. His eyes flicked to the Pocket Library hanging on her neck, connecting the dots in an instant. Then he looked back at her, brow raised, silently asking: Why are you showing me this?
Ace fidgeted, lips trembling, before she quickly flipped it open herself. Her finger pressed to a specific panel. She leaned in, whispering, "I… I want to try this… with you."
Ash blinked, then lowered his eyes to the page.
The moment he saw it, his eyes widened—stunned. Of all people, Ace was asking him this.
For the first time in a long while, Ash was utterly speechless. His mouth opened, then closed again like a fish out of water, no words forming as the silence thickened between them.
That single moment—the page she pointed to, her burning blush, and his stunned silence—was the spark that would eventually lead to their current scenario.
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Name: Portgas D. Acelyn (Nickname Ace) (Crimson – Phantom Vortex)
Age: 17 -> 20
Level: 40 -> 76
Title: Heir of the Pirate King
Status Effects: None
[Stats]
Strength: 751 -> 1885 (F+)
Agility: 769 -> 1841 (F+)
Endurance: 782 -> 1875 (F+)
Intelligence: 656 -> 1621 (F+)
Charisma: 271 -> 1090 (F-)
Luck: 201 -> 747 (-)
[Inventory Bag]
Blaze Repeater ; Mask of Alteration ; 857,723 Berries ; Basic First Aid Kit (x4) ; Training Boost Pill (x5) ; Advanced Health Potion (x9) ; Healing Pill (x119) ;
[Equipment]
Soul Bind Bracelet ; Basic Inventory Bag
[Skills/Abilities]
- Intermediate Combat Mastery: Level 50 -> 143 (Rare; Intermediate -> Grand-Master) *
- Hawk-Eyed Marksmanship: Level 48 -> 127 (Rare; Intermediate -> Grand-Master) *(Active/Passive)
- Survival Instincts: Level 42 -> 119 (Epic; Intermediate -> Grand-Master) *
- Dual Weapon Mastery: Level 48 -> 139 (Rare; Intermediate -> Grand-Master) *
[Rokushiki Techniques] (Legendary)
1) Soru (Shave): Level 60 -> 93 (Expert -> Mastery)
2) Geppo (Moonwalk): Level 57 -> 93 (Expert -> Mastery)
3) Tekkai (Iron Body): Level 61 -> 92 (Expert -> Mastery)
4) Shigan (Finger Gun): Level 63 -> 101 (Expert -> Grand-Master)
5) Rankyaku (Tempest Kick): Level 53 -> 90 (Expert -> Mastery)
6) Kami-e (Paper Art): Level 58 -> 93 (Expert -> Mastery)
[Haki](Mythic)
1) Kenbunshoku Haki (Observation Haki): Level 57 -> 83 (Master -> Grand-Master)
2) Busoshoku Haki (Armament Haki): Level 20 -> 44 (Beginner -> Expert)
3) Haoshoku Haki (Conqueror's Haki): Level 19 -> 43 (Beginner -> Expert)
[Devil Fruit Ability]
-> Hito Hito no Mi (Human – Human Fruit) Model: Ra (Mythical – Zoan)
Current Mastery Level: Level 11 -> 29 (Early Stage -> Mid-Stage)
Affiliation: None (Pirate Aspirant)
Ace's Relationship Meter: Maxed (In love with Ash)
Emotional State: _
Current Thoughts: _
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To be continued...
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