The sun was finally climbing above the horizon, painting the sky in warm oranges and golds as a group of young people walked together through the morning streets.
"Hey, hey, Nat, why are you still wearing Zack's clothes? The onlookers were staring at you weirdly. Even your guards following us are muttering something under their breath. You're the future queen—behave like one!" Sasha reprimanded Nat, who was completely absorbed in conversation with Zack and Miss Eva, clinging to Zack's arm like it was the most natural thing in the world.
"Hmm, why should I care about what others think? I'm with you guys right now, not in the Palace, so I'll do whatever I want." Nat's voice carried a defiant edge as she continued. "If someone has a problem with it, let them come talk to me directly. This is my home—why can't I walk around wearing Zack's clothes? He's mine, you know. Bleehhh!" She stuck her tongue out cutely, her playful gesture making Sasha shake her head in defeat as she continued walking with them. Tyra and Lurvi floated lazily in the air around the group, occasionally diving between them before rising up again.
BOOOMMM, THUUMMM, TAAAKK!
As they arrived at Mother Veny's house, the sounds of intense fighting reached their ears from the courtyard.
"Good morning, Uncle and Alfie!" Nat waved at them casually, completely unbothered by the violence happening in front of her.
"Good morning, everyone." Zack simply raised his palm slightly in greeting and walked ahead with Nat, not even pausing to watch.
"Oh, Uncle and Alfie, I brought food for you. Come inside in a while when you're done." Sasha called out as she followed the others inside without a second glance.
Huh! What? Don't you want to stop them? Miss Eva thought in confusion as she watched Alfie and Uncle Esjar absolutely going wild on each other in the courtyard, their strikes powerful enough to shake the ground. "Umm, good morning," she said hesitantly, bowing politely before hurrying to follow everyone inside.
"Tyrrr, lurr, lurrr." Both flying animals stopped and floated near the fighting match, watching with curious interest.
"Yo!"
"Hello!"
Both men acknowledged the greetings casually without breaking their rhythm, immediately launching back into their fight with even more intensity.
"Mother, it's already morning. Come on, get up now. We have to go prepare for the business event. You're the founder, right? Don't you want to see those little ones wearing cute clothes?" Big Guy smiled tiredly from where he sat slumped in a chair, yawning widely. Dark circles shadowed his eyes from staying awake all night.
"I DON'T WANT TOOO! I WILL NOT DO ANYTHING FOR YOU GUYS! SNIFF, SNIFF! BAD SONSS!" Mother Veny's voice was muffled by the pillows as she clenched her hands tightly in stubborn frustration.
DING DONG, DING DONG!
"Ah, it looks like they're here. I'm so tired. Awwaahhh, I'll leave you up to them." Big Guy stood slowly, his entire body protesting the movement.
"GA! So what if they came? Humph, I will not move from this bed until that boy begs for my forgiveness! Humph, humph!" She muttered angrily. But even as she spoke, she stopped crying and quickly cleaned her face with a cloth, making herself look somewhat presentable before lying down again. She heard footsteps approaching and braced herself.
CREEAKKK!
"Hmm, Mother Veny, why are you still sleeping? Are you angry with me? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to shout at you. I wasn't in the right state of mind yesterday. Can you forgive me, Motherrrrrrr?" Zack entered with the others and stood beside her bed, his voice taking on an apologetic tone. "See, I even cooked with Miss Eva for you. Come, come, don't you want to eat food prepared by your son?"
"HUH! I DON'T WANT TO! GO AWAY, LITTLE RASCAL, ACTING ALL SWEET IN FRONT OF HIS MOTHER! HUMPH, GO AWAY! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOUR FACEE! SHOUTING AT ME LIKE THAT! HUMPH! IF YOU DARE COME CLOSE, I'LL SLAP YOU EVEN MORE!" Mother Veny roared in anger and yanked the blanket over herself completely, hiding from view.
"Hmm, is that so? If you're not getting up, then I guess we can't help it."
PUFF!
Without warning, Zack simply lay down beside her on the bed, wrapping his arms around her like a small child seeking comfort. "Waahhh, mootttherrr, ii amm sorryyyy!" His voice was completely monotone and expressionless as he spoke, signaling the others with his eyes.
PUFF, PUFF!
"Hehe, Mother, Mother, look, look! Zack finally accepted me! Isn't that great? Such happy news, right? Hehe, see, see, kyaaa, I'm so happy, Mother! Hehe." Nat came from the other side and hugged Mother Veny from the front, enthusiastically telling her the entire story about Zack and herself, her words tumbling out in excited bursts.
"Mother, don't listen to her fairytale nonsense. Listen to me instead! You know, Grandpa bullied me so much today—you have to take revenge for me, Mother. My body feels so sore, you know. My beauty is going to fade away because of all these markings on my skin." Sasha just jumped directly on top of Mother Veny without warning. From all three directions, Mother Veny found herself completely squeezed and trapped.
"GGYAA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! YOU'VE ALL GROWN UP! DON'T PUT YOUR HEAVY WEIGHT ON A POOR LADYYY!" Mother Veny roared in protest, struggling desperately but unable to free herself from the group hug ambush.
"Hmm, where should I jump?" Big Guy looked around carefully, searching for an available spot on the increasingly crowded bed.
"GAA! EVERYONE GET OFF OF MEEEE NOOOWWW!"
Mother Veny suddenly found a burst of energy and explosively threw Sasha onto Zack with surprising strength. She freed herself from Nat's embrace, leaped to her feet on the bed, and roared at the top of her lungs, "YOU ROTTEN LITTLE ONES! FINE, FINE, I GOT UP! GEEZ! ZACK, IF YOU EVER DO THAT TO ME AGAIN, I WILL PERSONALLY KILL YOU! AND YOU, NAT—CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR RELATIONSHIP! AND SASHA, I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR FIGUREEE!"
Mother Veny jumped off the bed and stormed outside, suddenly grabbing Miss Eva's arm and dragging her along. "You look fine, so I guess everything went well yesterday. Hmm, what did you prepare? Let me see." Without waiting for an answer, she snatched the food container from Miss Eva's hands and sniffed it suspiciously. Then Mother Veny roared again, her voice shaking the walls, "HUH! YOU, EVA, ARE YOU GOING TO LET MY KIDS EAT THESE?! YOU HAVE A LONG WAY TO GO! IF YOUR KIDS ARE BORN, THEN WITH YOUR COOKING LIKE THIS, THEY CAN'T GROW PROPERLY! TSK, TSK, I HAVE TO TEACH YOU EVERYTHING! COME WITH MEE!"
Mother Veny, now bursting with full energy, roared at Miss Eva, who said meekly in her defense, "But my husband always liked my cooking!"
"Huh, your husband will eat whatever you give him! He's a dead fish eye guy—he doesn't show any reaction to anything! Grr!"
BOOMMM, BAAAMM!
"TSK!"
Mother Veny marched outside to the courtyard. While smiling with terrifying sweetness and gripping Miss Eva's arms gently, she called out in a voice dripping with dangerous cheer, "DEAR AND MY LITTLE ALFIE, IF YOU DON'T STOP FIGHTING RIGHT NOW, I WILL KILL YOU BOTH!"
Hearing this, both men immediately froze mid-strike and stood obediently in a straight line like disciplined soldiers as Mother Veny continued her orders. "Go bring me some fresh ingredients from the market. If you're late, then hehehhe..." She let the threat hang in the air ominously. "AND YOU TWO LITTLE RASCALS—" she pointed at Tyra and Lurvi, "—COME INSIDE THE HOUSE AND HELP! THERE IS NO FREE FOOD IN THIS HOUSE, SO STOP PLAYING AROUND AND WORKK!"
Mother Veny smiled with pure evil delight, making both men visibly shiver before they ran away as fast as possible to fetch the ingredients. The little flying animals squeaked in fear and zoomed inside the house at top speed.
Mother Veny then calmly closed the door behind her, grabbed a pair of slippers in each hand, and said to Eva in a deadly sweet voice, "You go and prepare to re-cook all of this. I'll wake those lazy girls downstairs." Mother Veny practically fumed smoke like a demon as she descended toward the basement, slippers at the ready.
CREEEAAKKK! BOOM, BOOM!
"BOTH OF YOU MUSCLE HEADS, WAKE UP! HOW MUCH LONGER ARE YOU GOING TO SLEEP?! THE SUN HAS ALREADY RISEN! IF YOU DON'T CLEAN THIS WHOLE HOUSE SPOTLESS IN ONE HOUR, THEN FORGET ABOUT EATING IN THIS HOUSE AGAINNN! AND YOU, LITTLE HANNA, WHY ARE YOU STILL SLEEPING?! AREN'T YOU USED TO WAKING UP EARLY?!"
Mother Veny launched her slippers with deadly accuracy at their faces. The three women woke up in complete confusion, looking around groggily while feeling the sharp pain blooming across their faces. Little Princess finally got freed from between the two muscle giants and immediately sat up, speaking in a hurried panic. "Mother Veny, it's their fault—they didn't let me wake up! I tried to get up early—"
THUUMMM!
"STOP MAKING EXCUSES AND CLEAN THE HOUSE WITH THEM!" Mother Veny also gave her a taste of the slipper treatment before marching away victoriously.
"Awwwahh! Veny is at her antics again. Let's go, everyone. She won't stop until we do everything exactly as she says." Mother Julia got up slowly, yawning widely and stretching her muscular arms above her head. The movement made her makeshift cloth bra loosen considerably before eventually falling down completely, exposing her beautiful, perfectly shaped breasts to the morning air without any shame.
"Sigghh! I guess she's okay now. Let's go, Little Princess—cleaning time." Fia also stood up, stretching her beautiful, toned body in a way that made every muscle visible beneath her skin.
Seeing two gorgeous, half-naked ladies surrounding her first thing in the morning, Little Princess wanted desperately to get up and escape, but her body refused to cooperate. "MOOOO, IT'S BECAUSE OF YOU GUYS I ALSO GOT SCOLDED! AND WEAR SOME CLOTHEESS!" She rolled herself tightly in a blanket cocoon and tried to go back to sleep.
"Heheh!" Both ladies immediately jumped on her and yanked the blanket away. Mother Julia brought her massive breasts right up to Little Princess's face and said cheerfully, "Hehe, Little Hanna, you're so cute! I wasn't satisfied with just hugging you all night—let me give you a proper morning hug!"
"KYAAA!" Little Princess's face got completely smothered in enormous breasts, her muffled protests barely audible.
"Hehe, Little Princess is indeed adorable. Are you jealous of our mature bodies? I can train you personally, then your cute body will also develop nicely!" Fia touched her belly and started tickling her mercilessly.
"HA! HU! HA!" Little Princess struggled desperately in Mother Julia's suffocating embrace while feeling Fia's relentless tickling. She tried to laugh, but Mother Julia's breasts covered her entire face, blocking her mouth completely. She could only flail her limbs around wildly in helpless protest, her small hands pushing uselessly against the wall of flesh.
After what felt like an eternity, they finally released her. Little Princess sat up with completely messy hair and disheveled clothes, breathing hard and looking thoroughly defeated. "HUF, HUF! LET'S GO CLEAN! IT'S BETTER THAN STAYING WITH YOU GUYS! HUFF, HUFF!"
"Hehehe!" Everyone laughed at her flustered state as the massive cleaning operation began. Zack, Big Guy, Uncle Esjar, and Alfie—who returned in record time carrying bags full of ingredients—all started helping immediately. The others also pitched in around the house, dividing tasks efficiently. While several ladies gathered in the kitchen to cook together, Tyra proved surprisingly useful with his two flexible tails that could grab multiple things at once. Lurvi helped clean the house with the others, using a cloth piece in her mouth to dust high places.
"Sigh, because of them, I have to clean the house now." Little Princess said sadly while scrubbing the floor with exaggerated motions.
"Hmm, Fia, what did you do to my cute daughter? Are you bullying her? Tell me, Fia! Don't worry, Little Princess, your uncle will save you from these mons—"
PUFF!
"Shut up and keep working, my dear husband." Mother Julia casually threw a dirty, soaking wet cloth directly onto Uncle Esjar's face, cutting off his nonsense mid-sentence.
"Ehehe, Uncle Esjar, you're definitely the weakest person here." Alfie joked around, playing with his own wet cloth and grinning.
TAK!
"Sweep properly." Fia smacked the back of his head sharply with her hand, making him immediately straighten up and behave.
"Hmm, Brother Zack, why do your eyes look exactly like mine? Did you not sleep well last night?" Big Guy asked while cleaning the window, pausing to yawn massively.
"Agh! Don't even ask me. It feels like I haven't gotten any good sleep at all for few days, and I got tired so early this morning. Sigghhh, siiighhhhh." Both men sighed in perfect synchronization and stared outside the window with blank, exhausted expressions.
"Isn't the morning sky beautiful? It feels so soothing to your eyes." Big Guy said softly as he stood there, staring blankly at the colorful horizon.
"Hmm, indeed it is." Zack came and stood right beside him, both of them just staring at nothing in particular, lost in their own thoughts.
"Luurrrrr." Lurvi also floated over and looked outside with them, her eyes noticeably red and tired.
"YOU GUYS, STOP PLAYING AROUND AND FINISH THE WORRKKK!" Mother Veny's powerful voice roared from the kitchen, shattering their peaceful moment.
"Hehhe!" Nat, Sasha, and Eva giggled together as they helped prepare the food, their cheerful voices mixing with the sounds of chopping and sizzling.
"Geez, these guys never listen." Mother Veny complained loudly, but even as she spoke, a warm smile spread across her face.
"Hey, Sasha, since you and Zack are already official now, tell me—if he ever misbehaves with you, I'll personally kick his butt for you! Don't worry, this mother will always stay by your side!" Mother Veny said gently, her voice taking on a protective tone as she chopped vegetables.
"Hehe, thank you, Mother, but don't worry at all. Zack isn't like that, and you know it. Hehe." Nat hummed happily while working, her movements light and carefree.
"Oohh, then I guess I'll have to stay by my Zack's side instead, Mother Veny. I can't leave my poor little brother all alone in your hands." Sasha smirked mischievously, holding up her fork like a weapon in challenge.
"Ara, want to fight this mother? You sure have grown bold, but you still haven't gotten yourself a man! If this keeps going on, Zack will get married before you do! Then you'll be all left alone. So sad, so sad!" Mother Veny smirked and deliberately ignored her challenge, turning back to her cooking.
"GAA! Hey, Nat, I know you're legally old enough to marry now, but don't be so fast about it, okay?! At least ten years—give me ten years!" Sasha pouted in frustration, her competitive spirit flaring.
"Haha, what are you saying, Sasha? Don't worry about ten years. I'll marry him tomoorroowww if I want to! Hahahah!" Nat joked around playfully, dodging as Sasha immediately pounced at her. They chased each other around the kitchen while still somehow managing to help with the cooking.
Mother Veny's expression grew more serious as she turned to Miss Eva. "What about you, Eva? What age were you when you got married?" she asked cautiously, her tone gentle.
"Hmm, it was quite early, actually. My family wasn't wealthy, and neither was his. My husband worked incredibly hard to reach the position he's in today. But me, I haven't been that much of a help to him, I just occasionally helped him in his business." Miss Eva said sadly, her hands slowing as she cut vegetables, her eyes distant.
"Hehe, you know, recently Grandpa said something wise to me—that a housewife is the most important person anywhere in this world. So be proud of yourself. I know for certain your husband can't live without you for even a single day. He must be crying right now in that jail cell—a dead fish with teary eyes streaming down his face. Haha." Mother Veny joked around, trying to lighten the mood.
"Haha, it's true. Hehe, he truly does love me." Miss Eva smiled warmly, her energy and confidence returning as warmth bloomed in her chest.
The ladies continued talking and cooking together as the others worked throughout the house. Some people took quick baths, others set the dining table carefully. Finally, after all the hard work, everyone gathered together and started eating, the large table surrounded by happy, tired people sharing food and laughter.
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"Agh, my master, Emmy, please let me rest just a little." Oliver collapsed dramatically as he spoke to Emmy, who was still energetically cooking an absolute feast for the little ones.
"Hmm, my servant is so pathetically weak, losing his energy so fast." Miss Emmy smirked, thoroughly enjoying her time in control. Hehe, you shampoo-scented bastard, feel the wrath of me—you're always giving me such headaches! Hahah. She smiled wickedly while humming a cheerful tune.
"Sigh, you're so beautiful when you smile like that. I feel jealous thinking someone else might see you looking this happy." Oliver stood up and came forward, naturally reaching out to tuck her loose hair behind her ears with gentle fingers.
"GA! DON'T SAY THOSE KINDS OF STUFFSS!" Miss Emmy's face turned bright red as her hands moved even faster in frustrated embarrassment. She spoke in a deliberately loud voice, "You servant, don't speak such nonsense and go wake the little ones up one by one! Help them with their morning routine. Go, go, go!" She kicked his leg repeatedly, trying desperately to send him away.
"Hehe, sure, sure, my master. I'll leave you alone for a while. Don't miss me too much, okay?" Oliver turned around and walked away while winking at her playfully over his shoulder.
"GRR! Always playing with my feelings." Miss Emmy muttered under her breath, but despite her words, a beautiful smile spread across her face as she kept working.
"Agh! BROTHHERR OLLIVVERR, SAAVEE MEEE!" Gloomy came running desperately the moment he spotted Oliver emerging from the kitchen.
"GAAH! WHO ARE YOU?!" Oliver's eyes widened in shock at the sight. There stood a weird, unrecognizable version of Gloomy with heavy makeup caked all over his face and wearing multiple different outfits layered on top of each other. But before Oliver could even think about running away to help—SWWIISSHHH!—Mother Ariana used Sio's wrist cloth band like a whip and pulled Gloomy back with expert precision.
"GAAA!" Sio just shook her head in sympathy as Gloomy's desperate screams echoed through the house. He disappeared back into the clutches of two mothers who were enthusiastically trying different outfits and makeup styles on him. Gender didn't matter anymore—Gloomy had officially become their experimental fashion product!
Tsk, tsk, poor Gloomy. FIGHT ON, brave soldier! Oliver simply prayed for his soul and quickly walked away before he could be recruited too. Gloomy saw Oliver abandoning him and desperately prayed to whatever gods might be listening for salvation.
Oliver made his way to the little ones' shared room and started waking them up one by one, beginning with the oldest. "Ah, it's Big Sister's husband! Good morning!" The kids said their greetings cheerfully, rubbing sleep from their eyes as they started doing their morning routines. The ones who finished getting fresh and dressed helped the younger ones patiently. Slowly, everyone got ready and filed outside, sitting around the house in small groups. They watched the adults curiously and helped with whatever small tasks they could manage with their little hands.
"Pheeww, finally done!" Oliver smiled with satisfaction and headed back outside. He spotted Miss Emmy struggling to carry heavy utensils filled with food. I guess some work will never truly end. He smiled warmly and went to help her immediately. Together they properly organized all the food and let the little ones eat in shifts so everyone could be supervised. At last, Oliver and Emmy also took their food and sat down to eat together in comfortable silence.
"Thank you, everyone, for all the hard work. We've nearly completed the first batch of clothing!" Oliver announced with an excited smile, looking around at everyone proudly.
"Hehe, of course, thanks to Silja, we were able to accomplish so much. There are still some materials we need to buy though, so Silja, go for a walk with Emmy when she goes to work and pick up a few things, okay?" Mother Ariana looked meaningfully at Emmy, who simply nodded in agreement.
"Um, I... I..." Silja's voice trembled slightly with nervousness.
"You can do it, Mother! I believe in you!" Gloomy patted her legs confidently, though his weird mismatched clothing made the gesture more comical than encouraging, which only made her laugh harder instead of feeling confident.
"Hahaha, Gloomy, you're looking absolutely great in that outfit! Why don't you wear the all-rounder clothing style every single day from now on! Hehe." Sio joked around with a wicked grin, but Gloomy, hearing this terrible suggestion, suddenly reached over and grabbed the food from the corner of Sio's plate and stuffed it all in his mouth in one massive bite. "Hehe." Gloomy smirked triumphantly while chewing.
Sio stared in shock before shouting, "GRR, THAT WAS MY FAVORITE PIECE! I SAVED IT FOR LASSTT!" She and Gloomy immediately started bickering back and forth as others talked and laughed around them. But suddenly—
"GAAHHH! WHAT! WHAT! WHAT IS THIS AMAZING SMELL?!" A loud voice boomed through the house as someone shot up from sleep like a monster rising and ran toward the kitchen like a wild animal.
"GRR, YOU GUYS ARE SO BAD! DIDN'T EVEN WAKE ME UP! EATING ALL THE GOOD STUFF WITHOUT ME!" The woman roared as she ran over, grabbed an enormous amount of food, and sat down eating in large, aggressive bites.
"Geez, Maren, calm down. It's your own fault for not waking up—don't blame others for your laziness. Eat slowly, you have food smeared all over your face." Oliver gently cleaned her face with a cloth and carefully fixed her messy hair and rumpled clothes with practiced motions.
TWITCH, TWITCH! Miss Emmy's eye twitched involuntarily seeing this tender display, but she forced herself not to show any reaction. HUMPH! WOMANIZER! She complained bitterly in her mind.
"His eyes—Emmy, look at his eyes carefully. If you want to know his true feelings, then look at his eyes." Mother Ariana suddenly materialized behind her from seemingly nowhere and whispered directly in her ear.
"GAAA! Mother Ariana, do you have teleportation powers or something?! Why are you jumping around like that?! And what's with this eyes nonsense? How can I tell something meaningful just from a freaking EYE?!" Miss Emmy hissed in a low voice, trying not to draw attention.
"Hehe, if you want to know the truth, then you have to look at his eyes every single time—not looking away at the horizon or hiding your own eyes. A person's eyes can reveal so much about what they're really feeling. You just have to actually look at them properly. Hehe, good luck, secret girlfriend, hehe." Mother Ariana walked away completely satisfied, smiling like she'd just won something.
"GRRR!" Miss Emmy forced herself to look at Oliver's eyes, but she didn't feel anything special as he continued taking care of Maren, who now looked much more proper and lady-like. HUMPH, WOMANIZER. Miss Emmy turned around in a huff but found herself glancing back at his eyes every once in a while despite herself.
Everyone ate together happily and then cleaned up everything efficiently. Just then—
TAK, TAK!
They heard someone knocking on Emmy's house door. Oliver opened it and saw Zack's entire group standing there. He grinned widely and said, "I guess everything will be finished in a flash now, hehe."
"Will I get huge amounts of money if this business succeeds?" Zack asked while smirking confidently.
"Huh! You barely helped with anything. Now you want money? Such outrageous demands will not be tolerated by this rich man! Hahah." Oliver said proudly, puffing out his chest.
"Brother Zack, how much money do you have saved up now?" Big Guy asked innocently while checking his own empty pockets.
"Grr, stop, stop, I am a future rich man, that's enough!" Oliver roared, but—THUMPP!—"Move aside, rich brat! Let the ladies enter first!" Mother Veny simply shoved him out of the doorway as she marched inside.
"Sigh, rich man got pushed aside!" Little Princess mocked him openly.
"Hahah!" Everyone laughed as they filed inside and sat down together. They immediately started working on various tasks—some prepared colorful posters, some carefully stitched delicate clothes, some meticulously accounted for every bit of money used, and so on.
"Ah! Since everyone is gathered here, let me tell you guys something important about my globe power." Zack explained to everyone how his power didn't diminish over time like they'd expected, and how it seemed to be growing stronger. Hearing this revelation, everyone was completely shocked and grew intensely curious. They continued working while talking excitedly about the implications, throwing out theories and asking questions.
The early morning hours passed quickly as Miss Emmy's house transformed into a bustling factory where all the workers labored hard to finish the first batch of clothing while genuinely enjoying each other's company, their laughter and conversation filling the space with warmth.
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Author Blabbering
I think once in a while, everyone should work on some kind of project or event where there's less work and more nonsense talk. Something light. Something fun. Just like we used to do back in school—those not-so-serious projects where half the time was spent laughing, joking, and somehow still creating something memorable.
College projects get more serious, and life after that feels even heavier. One mistake and—boom—it feels like you've fallen straight into a hell hole with no undo button. Everything starts to feel high-stakes, important, and stressful all the time. And honestly, that's exhausting.
That's why doing a relaxed project once in a while works wonders. Organize a small event. Build a ridiculous domino chain in your area just to watch it fall. Create something amazing in Minecraft. Start a silly side project that doesn't need to be perfect. Anything that fits your taste and brings back that feeling of doing something just because it's fun.
Not everything needs to be productive. Some things just need to make you smile.
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