Kamen Rider Kuga H

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"Masked Rider Kuuga H"

Main Text [Masked Rider Kuuga] (01-04)

Author: b76327

Words: 796

(I) Sakura

Time: Day 1, early morning

Location: Corner of the first floor of Bunkyo Pripuli Cafe, Tokyo

: Godai Yusuke

"Please watch my transformation!"

I woke up from my dream with a start, only to find my face wet with sweat. Just then, a

soft jade hand gently wiped the sweat from my forehead; a charming voice also

rang out at the same time.

"Godai, what's wrong?"

Oh! I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Godai Yusuke. I am an optimistic

person who loves adventure and has three thousand skills; but I also have a very special identity. I am Ultraman Kuuga; to be precise, I "used to

be" Ultraman Kuuga. Since that life-or-death duel with Zero at the Kurogake Ruins three years ago,

the spirit stone within me seemed to have completely vanished, never to reappear. Even X-rays at Dr. Tsubaki's

showed no trace.

Now? I've taken over the coffee shop from my aging but adventurous uncle.

And right now, I'm sleeping naked… no, I should say I just got up. Beside me is Sakurako Sawatari.

Back then thanks to her dedicated efforts in deciphering those ancient "Grongi" characters, I was able to continuously strengthen myself and defeat

many unidentified life forms. Sakurako is now a teaching assistant at Jonan University, helping out at the shop when she's not teaching

.

"Honey, it's alright, it was just a nightmare." I looked at Sakurako, the

woman who entrusted her life to me in our freshman year of university and has forgiven my capriciousness ever since. Now

she's more mature, more charming, and more alluring than she was back then. I gazed at her flawless, snow-white skin and her

perfect alluring figure, and couldn't help but take a deep breath. A surge of heat rose within me, and a violent desire

surged from the depths of my heart.

"Godai..."

Sakura's face flushed crimson as she met my burning gaze, her voice trembling.

Her delicate, translucent breasts rose and fell slowly with her increasingly rapid breathing

; the tender buds on them were quietly blossoming with captivating charm.

I pulled her into my arms with my left hand, while my right hand restlessly kneaded her beautiful, pert

breasts, savoring the infinitely wonderful sensation of her soft, smooth skin, eliciting

a series of soul-stirring moans from her.

"As expected of Sakura, her skin is as smooth as a baby's."

Before the words were even finished, my left hand had already brazenly climbed from her waist to her breasts, while my right hand unceremoniously

slid from her breasts to her thighs. Below her flat stomach, I touched the soft, fluffy grassland. My fingers,

like wild horses, sometimes galloped wildly across the grassland, sometimes strolled slowly, and sometimes even lowered their heads to drink.

Where did the water come from? As the wild horse's movements changed from gentle to intense, the spring dew in the valley gradually gathered into drops of jade

liquid, and the jade liquid then gathered into a stream of love.

Seeing her beautiful, delicate face flushed with an intoxicating blush, her bright red lips alluringly half-open, and a soft, half-silent moan escaping her

throat , all of this seemed to be tempting me. Faced with such deep affection, why should I

suppress my desire? I took Sakura's swollen bud, aroused by passion, into my mouth, and an electric sensation

spread throughout her body. As if unable to withstand such intense stimulation, Sakura tilted her head back, and

the soft moan that had been suppressed in her throat now erupted from her cherry-like mouth like a volcano.

Sakura's beautiful eyes glanced at my already erect member, its red

tip like a weapon pressed against her smooth, flat stomach. Sakura's exquisite body twisted a few times, then she

bent down, her slender hands grasping my stiff, hot member. Her beautiful eyes revealed

a seductive allure completely different from her usual lively and pretty demeanor. Her fragrant little tongue

teased the tip of my member with a wanton flick, then she opened her small, red lips and took my hot member into her cherry-like mouth.

I let out a huge sigh of relief, propping my hands up on the pillow behind me, watching the beautiful, naked young woman kneeling

beneath me, her body heaving and swallowing. My penis

was moving in and out . Sakura sucked on my penis tightly, sliding up and down, the sensation of her sucking, sometimes tight, sometimes loose,

even more pleasurable than actually entering a woman's erogenous zone. I felt my penis

swell even more in Sakura's cherry-like mouth, and I couldn't help but

thrust back and forth. Sakura let out seductive moans from her delicate nose, and her mouth moved even faster.

Just as I was about to reach the point of ejaculation, Sakura suddenly stopped completely, gently releasing my

huge penis from her cherry-like mouth. Suddenly released from her extremely hot mouth, and coming into contact with the relatively

cold air, my huge penis involuntarily jerked upwards, as if punishing Sakura,

sweeping across her rosy cheeks.

As if punished, Sakura gently climbed upwards, her already swollen buds lightly brushing against my chest from

her lower abdomen, then pausing before being brought to my face.

I took the bud on her left breast into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue, sometimes lightly, sometimes firmly, while my hands embraced her almost slippery

waist. I aimed my angry member at her already overflowing and ecstatic private parts, then pulled down with both hands

, and a wanton moan rang in my ears.

"Ah...ah...Godai...Godai is so thick...so...so hot..."

Although she was already overflowing with vaginal fluid, I could still feel waves of tightness enveloping her from that secret passage.

Even after years of my tireless efforts to develop her secret passage, it remained as tight and difficult as a virgin's, and...

As I penetrated deeper, I felt the temperature and suction within her rise even further. Every time I

made love with Yingzi, she always gave me the pleasure of conquering a virgin.

We were now sitting facing each other, embracing. I held Yingzi on my lap, her long, slender legs

spread wide and draped over my thighs. Although her alluring private parts were tightly intertwined with mine

, a few drops of fluid still seeped out. With each powerful thrust, my penis

penetrated deeper and deeper into Yingzi's private parts, her secret passage, and even her womb. Her delicate, sensitive flower was repeatedly

assaulted, and with each thrust, fluids splattered, and the sounds of our lovemaking were incredibly moving.

Faced with my almost frenzied onslaught, Yingzi not only completely gave up resisting but also responded with a gentle and weak demeanor

, truly surrendering to my advances and yielding to my pleasure. In the heat of passion and unbridled pleasure, in just a moment, Sakura

could no longer restrain herself. With a few more quick writhing movements and a soft cry, a powerful surge of heat shot from her cervix directly into

my penis, warming my entire body. Startled by this unexpected surge, I gasped

, my ejaculation failing me instantly. Hot, thick fluid gushed forth like a torrent, striking the very end of her vagina.

As the rain subsided and the clouds dispersed, Sakura was ethereal, as if in a dreamlike state, lost in a blissful trance,

panting softly in my arms, fully savoring the warmth and tenderness of this moment. After a while, I realized

she had fallen asleep in my arms.

I gently laid her down, covered her with a blanket, and tenderly kissed her rosy cheek.

Looking at Sakura sleeping contentedly, a pang of melancholy struck me, for I noticed

a trace of regret that only surfaced between her brows when she slept.

Regret stems from expectation.

It's the expectation of our marriage.

Although Sakura never said it, and never showed any sign of it in daily life, I knew

perfectly that deep in her heart; so deep that even she herself was unaware, she still hoped to

wear a kimono and become a French couple with me, witnessed by God and others, to become my wife.

But what about me?

I'm definitely not a lustful person, and I know I love Sakura very much, but for some reason, I just can't muster the energy to get

married, I don't even have the intention to get married. I always feel like there's something

else about . As for what that is, even I can't say for sure; perhaps it's my past, perhaps it's my

adventurous spirit, or perhaps…

God! You've given me the fortune to meet this deeply affectionate Sakura, but why have you made me hesitate? Three years have passed

, and Sakura still loves me silently. Her gentle radiance often soothes my pain. Without

her silent and invisible support, I fear I would have long been shrouded in darkness, becoming a fighting creature,

transforming into the "Daguba" that invites ultimate darkness.

A sudden wave of unease washed over me, as if an invisible hand were gripping my heart and lungs, making it

hard to breathe, or as if a vast darkness were enveloping me.

Fear jolted me awake from my reverie; I shook my head vigorously, as if trying to drive away the unease. I

calmed down, glanced at the sleeping Sakura, and then looked up at the clock on the wall.

A little past 3:15.

(II)

Time: Day 1, 8:15 AM

Location:

Corner of Nagano Prefecture: Kaoru Ichijo Kaoru

My name is Kaoru Ichijo, and I am a police officer belonging to the Nagano Prefectural Police Department. My current rank is Superintendent.

(Note: Due to significant differences in geographical divisions between Japan and China, it's necessary to clarify here.

Japan divides the entire country into several regions called "prefectures," while China uses "provinces."

Therefore, a Japanese "prefecture" is much larger than a Chinese "prefecture." In this story, since the original work doesn't specify

which location Kaoru Ichijo resides in, we can only refer to it as Nagano Prefecture.)

Four years ago, at the ruins of Kurodake, I met Yusuke Godai. In the year that followed,

during the arduous battle against the Unidentified Life Forms, Godai and I became inseparable friends and partners. Although my personal strength

was far inferior to Godai's or the Unidentified Life Forms, I was confident that I had done my utmost to assist

him . In the end, I parted ways with Godai at the ruins of Kurodake, sending him to fight Zero.

After that, I never saw Godai again; he went on a vagrant journey after defeating Zero, and

only . By then, I had already turned down the offer from Chief of Police Matsukura to stay and become

a police inspector in Nagano Prefecture.

I should have gone to Tokyo to see Godai much earlier, but for some reason, I just stayed in Nagano Prefecture.

Maybe I felt that there was no need for us to deliberately meet, or maybe I felt that he was a

man who shouldn't have any connection with the police, or perhaps I felt that he was someone who could face any problem independently.

In short , I couldn't find a reason why I "absolutely had to meet him"; until this morning; when I arrived at

the police station.

This morning I was in a good mood; to be honest, since I came from Tokyo three years ago,

my mother's health has improved day by day, especially since I married Nozomi a year ago; her

high blood pressure has also stabilized. (Note: In the original work, Seiyama Nozomi is a contact girl in the special countermeasures team who

has always secretly loved the tall and serious Ichijo. The ending of the original work does not mention them, so the author...)

In addition, Kameyama's growing maturity has

made so peaceful that it is almost boring. For someone

like me who has experienced many battles against unidentified life forms, this is actually a good place to recuperate.

But when I arrived at the police station this morning and saw the items on the desk, I felt like I had been struck by lightning, and my mood

plummeted to the bottom.

It was a scarf woven with red rose petals and a pink envelope printed with rose patterns.

Good heavens! It was "her"?

"Wow...it's so pretty! Did you prepare this especially for me?"

A voice suddenly appeared behind me; but it was more of an expectation than a question.

"I'm sorry, Inspector Ichijo, this isn't my item."

This was "her"—"she" wasn't dead, and had come.

"Kameyama, what happened?"

"Ah! This? A woman gave it to you last night after you left, Inspector Ichijo."

Kameyama answered my question.

"A woman? What kind of woman?" Of course, I wasn't the one asking, because I already knew who it was

.

"Miss Ichijo, that woman was not only beautiful, but also elegant and aloof, wearing a

black evening gown and a scarf woven from flower petals that accentuated her snow-white skin;

the colleague on duty last night initially thought she was a fairy descended from heaven! Hmm? Mr. Ichijo, you look unwell, are you

feeling unwell ?"

"No, I'm fine. You go about your business," I replied, forcing myself to compose myself.

After Kameyama left, he looked at her with concern and asked, "What exactly happened?"

"Number -! This is indeed Number - from back then. Although I

shot her with an ultra-enhanced nerve burst bullet, I never found her body. Back then,

we only concluded that Number - was also dead because Number -3 (Number 47) was also killed instantly by an ultra-enhanced nerve burst bullet. Now

that I think about it, Number -3 struggled for a while after being hit by five bullets before dying; while Number - only

fell into the sea after being hit by one of my bullets. Therefore, it is reasonable to assume that she survived back then. It seems that

Chief Matsukura's worries were indeed fulfilled."

"Don't panic, check the security camera footage at the gate before making a decision." Inspector Nozomi opened

the envelope; inside was a letter (at least it was in letter format), but the writing was indeed in

Gurongi script, which I couldn't understand at all. I stared helplessly at the envelope and

scarf, which others would consider quite romantic, already having made up my mind. Nevertheless, I replied, "You're right. Kameyama!!!"

...

...

"Chief of Security, Matsukura, your nightmare has arrived. Number one is here." I said into the direct line;

on the other end was Chief of Security, Matsukura, who was about to retire.

"I understand. You and Nozomi, bring the evidence to Tokyo. I'll inform Sugita and the others;

it seems the Special Task Force needs to be rebuilt."

"Yes, sir!" This day had finally come. I hung up the phone and turned to Nozomi, saying, "Inspector Nozomi

, I now order you to immediately gather this evidence and then come with me to Tokyo to reorganize the Special Task Force."

"Yes, sir!" Nozomi immediately took out an evidence box and opened it. "Ouch! That hurts." Wang Jian's

delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly as she looked at me apologetically. "I'm sorry, I got pricked by a flower petal."

"Are you alright? We still need to pack our daily necessities. Looks like we'll be

staying in Tokyo for a while." Looking at Wang Jian's flawless, delicate skin, I couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Okay." Wang Jian looked at me with a wronged expression. Her eyes, usually full of smiles, were now brimming with

crystal-like tears, making her look utterly pitiful and fragile.

"I'm sorry, it's not that I'm not gentle, but this matter is just too important, that's why my tone was so harsh. Please

forgive me."

"Hehe!" Wang Jian burst out laughing. The tears that had filled her beautiful eyes flowed down her face

, ruining her light makeup.

"Look at you, you've become a flower-faced cat."

"I am a flower-faced cat." Wang Jian said with a smile.

Sigh, Wangjian, marrying a serious person like me has really put you in a difficult position.

...

...

What are you doing, Wangjian? Does it really take this long to pack everyday necessities? I waited impatiently outside the house,

got out of the car, and pushed open the door.

My house isn't very big. My mother works at the Nagoya West City Hospital and also lives in

a dormitory for convenience. She only comes to Nagano during long holidays, so usually it's just Wangjian and me

at home.

"Oh..." Hmm, that's Wangjian's voice. Where is she?

"Kaoru...Kaoru..." I've heard that voice many times at night, but it's daytime now. Could it be

Wangjian...? I instinctively drew my pistol, pressed myself against the wall, and nimbly but quietly slid towards the source of the sound.

With a "bang," I kicked open the bedroom door, rolled forward, and then dodged to the left, holding the gun with both hands

. But when I saw what was going on, I was dumbfounded.

Her once delicate and beautiful face now possessed only a wanton allure and sensuality. Her cheeks were flushed pink, and

her expression was extremely seductive. Her once intelligent and clear eyes were no longer clear; instead, they burned with

a raging fire of desire. Her soft and lustrous long hair was now scattered messily on the bed.

The hair clips that had been pinned to her hair and the police cap that had been on her head were lying on the side of the bed.

Her sapphire blue uniform was long gone and lay on the bed. The pink bow on her collar was also untied, and her pure white shirt was open. Her slender, boneless

left hand was inside her shirt and even inside her dark purple bra, constantly playing with and kneading her pert right

breast. Clearly, she was consumed by lust.

Because of the heat throughout her body, I could see that she was also covered in sweat, which

soaked her pure white shirt, making it cling tightly to her body, and even her dark purple bra

was faintly visible in front of me.

The scene was alluring, but nothing compared to her right hand. Seeing that jade-like right hand

not only brazenly lifting the hem of her sapphire blue uniform skirt, but even more irresistible was that it had already involuntarily

reached for her already soaked genitals, rubbing her clitoris up and down through her dark purple panties with her fingers; whether

out of shyness or a desire to increase friction, her long, slender legs, clad in dark purple stockings,

kept bending and stretching.

"Kaoru...I...it's so...so hard..." Accompanied by wanton gasps and moans, she could only

murmur indistinctly.

What she needed now wasn't comforting words, but action. This thought made me

rip off my tie and then take off my clothes (both top and bottom). I walked to the bedside, sat on the bed,

and lifted the hot, soft Kaoru into my arms, kissing her fiery lips without a word.

I saw a pair of delicate hands withdrawing from my two groins, one above and one below. Her right hand, glistening with honey-like fluid,

caressed and pleaded with my chest; while her smooth, warm left hand wrapped around my neck. In her mouth, our

tongues intertwined, teasing each other.

After a long while, the deep kiss ended, and Wangjian released her arms. Her alluring lips, as if to

please me, began to utter wanton, seductive moans.

"Xun...I want it...I feel so bad...it hurts so much inside..." Wangjian had completely

transformed into a beautiful policewoman eager for sexual climax.

I first pushed her onto the bed, then unhooked her bra, followed by a frenzied kiss.

Starting from her flat, white, flawless abdomen, I slowly moved upwards. When I reached the cleavage between her breasts,

I split my kisses. My lips lingered on her right breast, and I took the nipple into my mouth, sucking

, licking, and biting. My left hand, meanwhile, kneaded her left breast and nipple.

This caressing, pinching, sucking, and teasing made her eyes half-closed, her mouth slightly open, her body hot and weak

. She involuntarily let out moans, gasps, and wanton cries!

"No...don't do that anymore...I can't take it...come...ah..." she pleaded

. But how could a person be without feelings? Especially not my beloved wife! I stepped back, pulling

her soaking wet panties down to her ankles. Then, supporting her

left leg, , I gently bent and pulled the honey-scented panties off.

I parted her jade-like legs, aiming my bulging, veiny scepter at her already contracting

honey hole . "Darling, I'm coming," came a satisfied moan. I climbed on

top of her, supporting myself on my hands and knees. After a few seconds of stillness, I slowly withdrew and

thrust again. Each time the tip of my scepter touched her cervix, Wang Jian couldn't help but let out a soul-stirring

moan and twist her round hips in ecstasy.

This happened dozens of times. I watched as she began to thrust her full, round buttocks upwards and downwards, her delicate

hands hooking around my neck again, her deep purple legs lifting and tightly gripping my waist, wantonly

welcoming me so that my scepter could penetrate as deep as possible.

As my scepter penetrated deeper, I saw her writhing body, a testament to her rising lust, and I saw her unable

to control her wanton cries. Her hands instinctively gripped my back, her nails digging deep into it,

bringing me a vicarious pleasure. Each claw mark she left on my back was a mark of my conquest,

a symbol of her uncontrollable rage.

"Ah...oh...God...uh...woo...woo...oh...so...oh...so wonderful

...faster...ah..."

I watched as her almost screaming moans and groans accompanied her climax, while her honeyed cave automatically convulsed like

ripples cool, refreshing nectar. Under the combined assault of the powerful convulsions and the cool nectar, I

collapsed like a mountain collapsing. A tingling numbness shot through my head, my waist contracted, and a gush of hot holy water shot

out , scalding the depths of her honeyed cave. I could only collapse, panting, exhausted, onto my beloved wife.

After my scepter had completely released a large amount of holy water, I saw her long, jade-like thighs still

wrapped around my waist, her deep honeyed cave still softly enveloping my scepter, her cervix

stubbornly sucking at my tip like a baby's mouth, absorbing the semen I continuously injected, as if wanting to

completely drain it all.

Seeing her arched, delicate body stiffen for a long while, her long, thin breaths gradually calming down, and her whole body suddenly going limp, I

gently stroked her glossy black hair while kissing her delicate earlobe,

repeatedly saying, "My wife, Wangjian; my wife, Wangjian."

I don't know how much time passed before I heard Wangjian sobbing softly. I was shocked and immediately hugged her tightly, saying

, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. It's alright." Actually, I didn't know why she was sobbing, but that was all I could

say .

After a while, Wangjian stopped crying and timidly said, "I'm sorry, I was so

sorry for how I looked just now. I... I didn't mean to, but... but..." At this point, Wangjian started crying again,

looking utterly haggard. How could I bear it?

I first lowered my head and kissed her forehead deeply, then kissed her eyes, cheeks, and other places,

licking away each of the crystal tears that represented deep affection, guilt, self-reproach, and shame with my tongue. This action startled Wang Jian

, stopping her crying.

I looked at her, she looked at me, our eyes met.

After a long while, she leaned against me and asked in an almost inaudible voice, "Was

I ?"

Well, since you've asked this far, I could only answer in a voice barely audible to her ear:

"Yes!" As soon as I said that, I felt her whole body stiffen, and at the same time, it seemed as if her entire body had vanished.

As if my life depended on it, I thought to myself, "This is bad," and immediately added the second half of the sentence: "But I like it."

Sometimes, a single sentence can kill a person; other times, just half a sentence can save a person. This is it

now.

"You're bad. People are worried, but you bully and tease them. You're bad, you have no conscience, you—"

Before I could finish speaking, I sealed her cherry-like mouth with my fiery lips. "

Chief of the Matsukura Police Department, I'm sorry we're late, but blame those

petals ." I thought to myself.

(III) g-system (g-system)

Time: Day 1, 3:45 PM.

Location: Tokyo Science Police Research Department (abbreviated as Science Police Research Department)

Corner: Kaoru Ichijo

Due to the chaotic battle at home this morning (although it was because the petals stimulated Nozomi), Nozomi and

I arrived in Tokyo in the afternoon. After reporting to and apologizing to Chief of the Matsukura Police Department, we once again stepped into

the special countermeasures team's room from that year. Many of my old comrades were already inside. Due to the seriousness of the situation,

no one had any intention of greeting or hugging each other; everyone immediately got to work. After a round of confirmation, speculation, and

research, we have tentatively concluded the following:

1. Although Number One was hit by me (Inspector Kaoru Ichijo) with an ultra-enhanced neural burst bullet back

then, her body could never be found. Three years later, Number One has reappeared.

2. Based on past experience, the killing methods of unidentified life forms follow certain patterns. Once

we find these patterns, we can prevent the killing or reduce the damage caused by it.

3. Therefore, the current priority is to find these patterns. We will ask Ms. Sakurako Sawatari to help

translate this.

4. Regarding weapons, we request the assistance of the Institute of Police Science. First, we need to restart

the weapons, especially the neural burst bullet.

5. There is currently no evidence to suggest that there is more than one unidentified life form.

"So you came to find me?" A pair of beautiful eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses carried a hint of reproach.

"Ichijo, you're so heartless. You didn't even tell me you were getting married. If it weren't for the fact that 'Seyama

Nozomi Ichijo Nozomi' had become 'Ichijo Nozomi,' I would still call her 'Miss Seyama.'"

I carefully looked at the beautiful woman in front of me. Her porcelain-like skin had a slight blush, and her oval

face was framed by a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Her eyes behind the glasses were full of wisdom. Her full, crystal-clear nose and sexy,

full red lips were delicately arranged on her oval face. Her long, shiny hair was tied into a ponytail, which was neat

yet slightly messy.

Ms. Kuroda Hikari (Note: In other translations, she may be translated as Natsuda Hikari, Katsuda Hikari, or Enoda Hikari, etc.) was

the head of the Science and Technology Research Institute. Back then, the various weapons developed by the Science and Technology Research Institute, such as muscle relaxants, nerve bursts,

special bullets, and TCS super motorcycles, greatly

helped us in our fight against unknown life forms. But Ms. Kuroda Hikaru, often seen in a pale white, unbuttoned lab coat, was not only an exceptionally talented scientist

but also a widow with a son.

Perhaps due to childbirth, Ms. Kuroda's figure, beneath her pale yellow dress, exuded an

alluring mature femininity, especially her full, firm breasts, which were captivating. Beneath a double-layered

black dress lay a sexy, rounded bottom; and the black patterned stockings beneath the hem

accentuated the long, shapely legs. A pair of typical pointed-toe two-inch red high heels perfectly

highlighted the curves of her calves. Every gesture and movement of Ms. Kuroda effortlessly revealed a myriad of charms; every smile

and frown radiated a captivating allure—the seductive allure of a mature woman.

I managed to compose myself, focusing my attention on her sweet and delicate voice.

"Alright, I forgive you. I've already heard about it from Chief of Police Matsukura; actually, in order to

prepare for this day, our Institute of Police Science has been working hard to develop tactical weapons to counter 'non-human intelligent life forms,'

which we call the g-system. Come, follow me this way." Ms. Kuroda

explained as she led our special countermeasures team into the depths of the Institute of Police Science.

"This system is operated by humans and uses unidentified life forms as the hypothetical enemy to annihilate them. In

the past, we found that unidentified life forms are generally superior to humans in terms of physical strength, resistance, and special abilities,

but only average in agility and speed. Therefore, the system we developed aims to enhance the user's physical strength,

resistance, and special abilities. Mr. Sugita, do you have any questions?"

"Ms. Kuroda, I would like to ask what kind of weapon this system is? Is it a tank? A cannon?

Or some other weapon?"

"Mr. Sugita, it's a humanoid combat suit." Kuroda pressed a button on the remote control in her hand, and the large gray

-black slowly opened; as the steel door opened, a pale white cold current slowly swept in, and we

couldn't help but shiver.

After the cold air subsided, we saw the interior.

"Ah!" "Amazing!" "Incredible!"

I stared speechlessly at this humanoid combat suit. This armor is a mechanical suit,

somewhat similar in appearance to Godai (Kuga) after his transformation. The most obvious difference is that it uses

sapphire blue, the color of Japanese police uniforms, as its base color. Other differences are not immediately apparent to me.

"The basic concept of the G-System comes from Number 4 (Red Kuga). We were fortunate enough to

record all of Number 4's abilities in various forms before Godai lost his transformation power. Because the G-System cannot, like Number 4

, change into different forms when needed to attack enemies, the G-System can be considered a

representation of Number 4's various forms," Kuroda proudly told us, demonstrating that the G-System

was truly the culmination of her hard work.

"Type 4 in various forms? Is that really possible?" I asked excitedly, and there was

a reason for it.

Since the Fifth Generation lost the Spirit Stone, the heavy responsibility of fighting the Unidentified Lifeforms has fallen on our shoulders. However, if we

only use the handwheel and weapons like the nerve burst bullets, although we won't be completely defeated,

the situation is still not optimistic when facing the Unidentified Lifeforms. But if the Science and Technology Research Institute can develop a system that

has the resistance of the Titan purple form, the dashing and jumping power of the Azure Dragon blue form, and

the sensing power of the Pegasus green form, then our chances of winning will greatly increase.

"Theoretically, it's possible, Ichijo. But unfortunately, even after three years of effort, the G-System

can only possess about 70% of the power of the Fifth Generation," Ms. Kuroda replied apologetically. "The only aspect that can be said

to be no weaker than the Fifth Generation is its resistance. Ichijo, do you know what titanium and cobalt are?"

I thought for a moment and answered, "Titanium is the strongest metal that humans have discovered so far, while cobalt is the most flexible and malleable metal that humans have discovered

so far . In other words, these two metals are

the strongest and most flexible metals in the world at present."

"That's right, completely correct. And the armor of the G-system is made of titanium-cobalt gold. So it

is not only strong in terms of resistance, but it can also protect the joints. In addition, since gold

is used instead steel armor, it is also much lighter."

"So what about special abilities? What special abilities does this thing with a head, body, hands, and feet have

?" Chief of Security Matsukura asked Ms. Kuroda.

"Since the G-System is based on the capabilities of the various forms of the No. 4, it also

has ; this includes an infrared scanner, sonar detector, and full-band radar. But no matter

how hard we try, its functionality is only about half that of the No. 4."

"As for sprinting and jumping ability, it's quite a failure. We can only install

jet engines on the legs and back of the suit. But each time it can only propel at 72 kilometers per hour for 5 seconds, and it cannot be used continuously, otherwise

the engine will overheat and fail. However, we still equipped the G-System with the second-generation super motorcycle AT

CS-2 for transportation."

"72 kilometers per hour for 5 seconds... that's 2 meters per second, a total of meters,

plus the motorcycle's assistance... that's already quite remarkable. So what about its attack power?" Sugita asked.

"Previous combat experience has proven the effectiveness of nerve burst rounds, so in this regard, we equipped the G-

system a handheld machine gun on the ATCS-2 that can fire nerve burst rounds,

with a maximum rate of fire of 4 rounds per minute." Kuroda paused for a moment before asking, "Any other questions?"

"What about melee weapons? How long can the energy be sustained? What were the actual test results?" Although I

asked very cautiously, it seemed I had still angered Chief of the Matsukura Garrison.

"Ichijo!!!"

"It's alright, actually Ichijo got right to the point. The development of melee weapons

isn't going well; for now, we can only barely produce a dagger made of titanium-cobalt alloy. Also, the G-

system's built-in battery can only sustain operation for a maximum of 3 minutes, but if the jet

engine , the operating time will be even shorter. Recharging the energy takes 45 minutes, but

we have prepared 5 backup batteries for replacement. Finally, Ichijo, what do you think we

can ? This system is designed to be used against unidentified life forms!" Kuroda shook

his head and said to me, "Where are you going to give me an unidentified life form?"

"Ichijo, what do you think?" Chief Matsukura asked me very seriously, as if there was some

kind of conspiracy behind it.

"While not perfect, with the G-System, we can still fight against Unidentified Lifeforms,

and the odds are high. We also won't need to rely on Godai anymore."

"Yes, this time we don't need him. This is best for him." Matsukura, the security chief, suddenly changed the subject

: "Superintendent Ichijo!"

"Yes, sir!"

"You are now ordered to be the operator of the G-System. Starting tomorrow, you will receive

training . Until you understand the Unidentified Lifeforms' killing patterns, your job is to undergo training." Ah, this is

quite unexpected.

"Me?" "How can you?" Nozomi and I exclaimed simultaneously.

"To be honest, when the G-System was developed, you were already designated as the chief operator.

So, having you as the operator is the most suitable." Ms. Kuroda took off her glasses with her left hand and

gently brushed her bangs from her forehead with her right.

"Superintendent Ichijo, Assistant Inspector Ichijo, you two don't need to say anything more. This is yours

!"

"Yes, sir!" And so, the matter was decided. "Minister, may I go see

Ms. Sakurako Sawatari and ask for her assistance?"

"Hmm, of course."

"Then... I'll take my leave now." I turned and left to see my friend.

"Ichijo!" Nozomi chased after me, running after me. "This is too dangerous. Think it over."

"Nozomi, someone has to do this. How about we go see them together?" I tried to

reach out and take Nozomi's small hand, but she pulled away.

"How can you be so carefree? You're risking your life! Have you thought about me? What if

something happens ? How will I face my mother and my future? I don't want you to go,

I don't want you to be a hero, I just want you by my side!" Nozomi buried her face in my chest

and cried.

I could only put one arm around her soft waist and stroke her waist-length hair with the other, speaking softly to her.

"No, that's not it," she said. "I agreed to the minister's request precisely for your and Mother's sake. Think about it,

Number One was able to show up at the police station so brazenly last night, which means she already knows about my actions; if I don't deal with

her, she might show up at our house tomorrow. Do you think that's dangerous? So

I must seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; I must defeat her myself this time. That way, I

can stay by your side forever."

"I'm sorry, I was so immature," she whispered, still burying her face in my chest.

Just as I was enjoying this moment of tenderness and affection, an extremely tactless voice rang out.

"!!!

" She blushed and pulled a mobile phone from her pocket. I took it and glanced at it; it was Dr.

Tsubaki Hideichi . "Hello, this is Ichijo." "Hello, this is Tsubaki. I heard you came to Tokyo with the Unidentified Life Form, is that true ?" Ah, what long ears. "Yes, your information network is very efficient." I wondered to myself, who leaked the information? "Hey, let me make this clear first, Godai can no longer transform, so don't look for him." I wondered to myself, isn't your rival? "Hey, Tsubaki, when did you start caring so much about Godai?" I couldn't help but ask back. "I can't help it, ever since I started dating Minoru, I've been very concerned about him." I felt a little guilty. "Minoru?" I asked back a little guiltily. "You mean Godai's sister? The one who works at the orphanage." (Note: In other translations, it may be translated as Godai Minoru or Godai Minoru.) Ah, so it's her. "Hey, I'm warning you. Tsubaki, Miss Godai is very innocent, don't try to fool her, you playboy." Tsubaki had already had many romantic affairs with countless girls during his university days, the honest and innocent Godai Minoru was probably no match for him. "Heaven and earth bear witness, I, Tsubaki, have been devoted to her for life." Dr. Tsubaki seemed quite anxious as he defended himself: "I may have been a womanizer before, and I was quite depressed for a while after Miss Sawatari got together , but after meeting Miss Godai, I was truly sincere." "Alright, alright. Anyway, as long as you're serious. By the way, what did you want to see me for?" "Nothing much, just telling you not to have any thoughts about Godai." "Ah, I understand." Tsubaki and Minoru? Hard to imagine. (IV) Illusion Time: Day 1, 7 PM Location: Corner of Bunkyo Pripuli Cafe, Tokyo : Godai Yusuke "Sakurako, business seems pretty good today!" I said to Sakurako, who was preparing our dinner in the kitchen , as I hung the "Closed" sign on the door . "Yeah, there were already a lot of people when I arrived. If it were like this every day, I wouldn't have to worry about making a living, but it would be really tiring." "Yeah, you're right." I turned most of the chairs in the shop over onto the tables and then started the vacuum cleaner to clean the floor. "Yusuke, be quick, I'm almost done here." The rich aroma of curry sauce wafted ; tonight's dinner was curry chicken rice. "Ah, okay." I quickly put the vacuum cleaner away, then turned off most of the chandeliers in the shop, leaving only one and dimming it, while lighting a candle on a table. Hmm, romantic enough, that's good. "Wow, how romantic!" Sakurako was bringing out two plates of curry chicken rice when she saw the scene in the shop, and her heart couldn't help but flutter with joy. This was exactly what I had been hoping for. "As long as you're happy." I took the two plates of curry chicken rice and placed them on the table while admiring the beautiful woman in front of me. Since arriving from university, Sakura had been busy helping with the noodle-making work, so she hadn't had time to change her clothes. Today, she wore frameless glasses and lightly applied a layer of pale blue eyeshadow. She also lightly brushed on a thin layer of blush, adding a touch of fullness to her delicate features and enhancing her mature beauty. Her bangs were slightly disheveled, perhaps from working in the kitchen; however, this didn't detract from her overall beauty. Instead, it complemented her slightly tired face, perfectly bringing out the gentle and endearing charm of an Eastern woman. I looked more closely at Sakura's clothes; she was wearing a purplish-red suit, a purplish-red jacket over a light blue short-sleeved shirt. Although I couldn't see her underwear underneath, I was certain it was a silver silk camisole. Sakura wore a purplish-red knee-length pleated skirt, with traditional flesh-colored stockings covering her beautiful legs, and a pair of black flat-toed 1.5-inch high heels; these showed off the beautiful lines of her calves without hindering her motorcycle riding. Seeing the undisguised weariness on Sakura's beautiful face, I felt a pang of heartache. I gestured for Sakura to sit down and take off her coat. I went around behind her and massaged her shoulders lightly and firmly through her shirt. From the stiffness of her shoulders, I could tell that she was really tired today; because Sakura's body was usually smooth, soft, and highly elastic. "You really pushed yourself too hard today. You should have gone to your room to rest after you came. You'll easily ruin your health like this. Don't do it next time," I said in her ear while massaging her shoulders, and also kissed her small, delicate, and rounded earlobe. "Hmm... um, a little over here, right, this is it... um... um... right. No, if I don't help you, how can you accomplish this alone? It took two people so much effort to get this done, and now you're trying to do it all by yourself?"

"If you do it, it'll be even harder for you. A little over here, right, this is it." Sakura pointed while closing her eyes and

replied.

"But seeing you so tired breaks my heart. I can always hire another person to help." I changed

"press" to "knead" and gently kneaded her shoulders.

"Then why don't I quit my teaching assistant job and focus on running the coffee shop? That way you won't need to hire

another person, and I won't have to run around to both places." Sakura suddenly turned halfway to me and said.

"How can that be? Being a teaching assistant at a university is your dream, and even if we don't hire one more person, I can still

handle myself." I stopped there, not because I had nothing to say, but because I saw a

scene that was enough to make my blood boil.

Sakura was facing me sideways, making her already full and perky breasts even more exaggerated, pressed against her shirt

; and I, looking down at her, could peek in through the collar of her shirt; I saw that her beautiful, perky

breasts, covered by a silver silk camisole, formed a deep and

bottomless cleavage between her breasts. At the same time, because she was turned to the side, the pleated skirt that originally covered her knees had fallen to above

her knees , revealing the top of her flesh-colored stockings, and part of her snow-white thighs.

Stimulated by such a shocking sight, even someone as open-minded as me could not resist such temptation, and my penis naturally

became engorged and hard.

Sakura, who had been listening to me with her head down, suddenly

looked . Seeing my unusual expression, rapid breathing, and burning gaze, Sakura's eyes

darted around, and she quickly glanced at herself, instantly blushing crimson. She said with a hint of coquettishness, "You're so naughty! I'm

just seriously discussing something with you, and you're full of bad thoughts. I'm not going to bother with you anymore."

Ha, although Sakura said she wasn't going to bother me, her slender hands were already lightly and firmly

kneading and rubbing my tent-like crotch; and the alluring gaze hidden behind her glasses was even more

exciting .

"I can't help it, Sakura, you're so tempting… ooh… oh…" Everyone loves to hear praise,

especially from their lover. Even though it was through my trousers, Sakura seemed to be rewarding me

by pinching my penis a couple of times, making me speechless with pleasure.

"Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you." Just as Sakura and I were having a bit of a tiff,

someone pushed the door open and entered.

"Sorry, we're closed today." Because my "good deed" had been interrupted, and the store was

dimly , I couldn't see who it was, so I was annoyed and immediately told them to leave. But then again,

that voice sounded familiar, like I'd heard it somewhere before.

"Kaoru, I knew it! It's dark and there's a 'Closed' sign, and you just had to bother us

." Another female voice rang out from the shadows. I immediately remembered them.

"Mr. Ichijo, Ms. Seyama, it's you." After three years apart, I saw them again

.

"... I see

.

So, Mrs. Ichijo, you're once again taking on the role of liaison for the special task force, while

Mr. Ichijo ." The four of us ended up having

dinner together, consisting of a curry chicken rice bowl, a mixed salad, fried capelin, and deep-fried prawns. Luckily, the extra dishes

were just afternoon tea snacks from a coffee shop, so everything was ready in just fifteen minutes.

"Yes, the G-System is truly amazing. This time, Godai, you don't need to worry about anything; instead, it'll be up to

you, Miss Raizawa." Ichijo sipped the green tea Sakura had brewed and handed her a piece of paper filled with "Gurongi"

characters.

"I'll take this to the university to translate tomorrow. Luckily, I still have the translation software." Sakura accepted the

paper.

"Hey, Godai, why is it '3 skills' here? Don't you only have 2

skills?" Ichijo picked up a business card and looked at it as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Well, people do improve. It's not an exaggeration for me to have learned multiple skills in these three years," I

said proudly.

"Learning a skill in three years? One skill a day? That's a bit too much," Ichijo

said, frowning. "So what is the third skill?"

"Well, that's a secret." I thought of the third skill and blushed slightly.

"Godai, you've never told me what the third skill is, so just tell me,"

Sakura said, tilting her head and resting her chin on her right hand, looking alluring.

"No, no, that's my secret," I cried out. "

I won't ask then. Ms. Sawatari, I'll leave the translation to you." Ichijo stood up and said

goodbye , "Thank you for the delicious dinner, farewell."

"Goodbye then, I'll let you know as soon as there's a result on the translation." Sakura stood up gracefully,

but instead of bowing to Ichijo and the others, she made my signature gesture from back then: "Okay."

Ichijo and the others were stunned for a moment, then smiled and made the same gesture in return.

After they left, I was supposed to pack my things, but Sakura rushed off to take a shower, so

she only one packing.

... (While showering)

...

I entered the bedroom. It was dimly lit, and I saw Sakura still sitting on the bed, not yet changed. I went over and

sat down on the bed as well.

"I'm sorry, Sakura. I shouldn't have kept any secrets from you. I—" Before I could finish, Sakura

sealed my lips with two fingers.

"No, I'm not upset. Godai, you must have had a good reason for not telling me. I

've never minded. On the contrary, I asked a question I shouldn't have, and that's why I should ask for your forgiveness." Good heavens! Sakura not only...

Instead of blaming me, she seemed to realize she had done wrong. Looking at her timid face, I couldn't resist picking her up and letting

her sit on my lap.

"Thank you, Sakura." Before I could finish speaking, Sakura's delicate arms were already wrapped around my neck,

and her lips pressed hot against mine.

After the passionate kiss, I realized I had been pinned down on the bed by Sakura, who was now on top of me,

whispering in my ear with a slightly mischievous, coquettish voice, "You're always the one bullying me; tonight, the tables have turned, it's my turn to

bully you." Ah, fine, go ahead and bully me.

"You're always the one pinning me down, making me unable to move; today I'm going to tie you up." Injustice!

Sakura where are you unable to move? You're always swinging around quite freely. I saw Sakura lift my hands,

then kneel on top of me; her left foot forward, placed under my right armpit; her right foot kneeling behind, beside my left waist.

Because Sakura was wearing a knee-length pleated skirt today, when she knelt on me, her exposed skin was immediately

revealed. I could see a small wet patch in the center of her silver silk panties—a clear

sign of her passionate love, a sudden glimpse of spring's warmth.

Sakura slowly pulled down her flesh-colored stockings on her left leg, seemingly unconcerned about the accidental exposure. Then, she leaned

over me and whispered in a sweet voice, "I'll tie you up so you won't move." With

that the still-warm stockings to tie my right hand to the corner of the bed.

Seeing Sakura's boldness, I decided to tease her a little. I raised my head, gently opened my mouth

, and took her full left breast into my mouth. Even through two layers of clothing, I could still gently

bite her swollen, erect nipple.

"Ah... Godai... no... no... no... ah... ooh..." Caught off guard by this sudden

attack immediately went limp, collapsing onto me as if paralyzed. I used my left hand, which was not yet bound,

to roughly unbutton her shirt, rubbing her full breasts through the silver silk lingerie,

occasionally teasing and rubbing her clitoris with my thumb and forefinger; under the silver silk lingerie, Sakura's curves

appeared even more voluptuous and exquisite.

"Godai... stop... stop... ah... no... want... ah!!!" With a final, high-

pitched moan, Sakura reached her climax and couldn't help but ejaculate. After ejaculating, Sakura could only

pant rapidly on me, murmuring "Godai, Godai" softly.

I kissed Sakura's forehead, nape of her neck, cheeks, nose, and eyebrows lightly and deeply, while my left hand

caressed her slender waist and shapely buttocks, savoring the warmth, tenderness,

romance .

"Godai," Sakura whispered in a slightly tired but even more sensual tone.

"Hmm?" I was enjoying the wonderful sensations of Sakura's body with my eyes closed when I heard her

call completely captivated. Although Sakura's face showed signs of fatigue,

her beautiful and clever eyes still shone with tenderness, love, laughter, and satisfaction.

"Godai, you're so naughty. I was supposed to punish you, but in the end, you still took advantage of me." Ha,

you actually have the nerve to blame me? Who was the one who came just now? Of course, I didn't say it aloud, but Sakura

had been with me for many years, and she knew what I was thinking just by looking at my expression.

"So I'm still going to tease you. But you're not allowed to do anything reckless." With that, Sakura took off her other

stocking and tied my left hand to the bed as well. Then, she blurted out, "Okay, you can sleep now."

What? How can this be?

"Don't think nonsense. Tying you up prevents you from touching anyone tonight, that's my

punishment for you. Enjoy this night."

My God!

...

...

Suddenly, I heard a piercing, strange sound. I quickly got up to see what was happening. To my surprise, I saw

a strange person who looked exactly like a rose rushing towards me. I was startled and instinctively swung my hands in front of my waist,

shouting, "Henshin!"

...

...

It was no use. I couldn't transform. I had lost the ability to transform; I was no longer Guga. I wanted to escape,

but somehow I couldn't move. I looked down and saw that my legs were bound by Hana-teng, and I couldn't move. Suddenly

, Number One (the Rose Monster) transformed his hands into two longswords, thrusting them straight at me.

Just as I was in grave danger, a long staff shot out, blocking the fatal blow.

Guga appeared!

At the most critical moment, Guga finally appeared!

Although Number One was temporarily forced back by Guga, he quickly attacked again. Number One's two swords moved with

lightning speed, each unleashing a burst of sword energy, rushing straight towards Guga.

Guga dared not be careless either, gripping his staff with all his might, anticipating the attack, and wielding it with a flurry of flourishes to meet the attack.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" The sounds of metal clashing were incessant, sword and staff clashing repeatedly, both sides retreating simultaneously.

Number One's arms trembled slightly, while Guga's hands showed traces of blood at the base of his thumbs; neither had gained any

advantage .

With a roar, Number One charged forward again, her twin swords spinning like wheels, their force devastating and overwhelming,

their momentum like a sandstorm that swallowed and buried everything in its path.

I was shocked to realize that Number One's twin swords were spinning so fiercely, the sword energy cutting

my face with a painful force. I knew that if I encountered this move, I would have to avoid it at all costs! Number One's twin swords swept like a raging storm, relentlessly pressing forward. Gu Jia calmly countered, swinging his staff to block and

retreat, striving to maintain his footing.

However, the whirlwind of sword energy was relentless, leaving no opening. Gu Jia had no choice but to leap into the air to dodge, escaping the pursuit.

Relying on the leaping power of his Azure Dragon form, Gu Jia easily avoided the attack.

Forced attacks yielded no advantage, Number One smiled instead of getting angry: "Not bad, you can play around with me for a while longer."

Number One immediately gathered his energy, exhaling and releasing a chilling aura that instantly enveloped the surroundings as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, with a cold current spreading everywhere.

It turned out that Number One's sword energy was icy and cold, causing the moisture in the air to freeze into hail, trapping the enemy as if they were in an ice cellar. The opponent's

body temperature dropped rapidly, their reaction became sluggish, and they could not escape the danger of being killed by the sword's edge.

Ah, the surrounding temperature dropped, the cold was biting and bone-chilling, shivering and stiffening the limbs, this move must be extraordinary. The prelude

alone was enough to seize the initiative, and Number One's move was even more awe-inspiring. The two swords clashed and pulled,

causing a surge of cold currents, and the air itself froze, like countless icicles shooting at Gu Jia.

"Clang! Clang! Bang! Clang!" The sound of metal clashing rang out again, Gu Jia was fearless and fearless.

With a a surge of righteous energy burst forth, and the staff's movements were straight, sweeping, and diagonal, both hard and soft, blocking and deflecting,

skillfully neutralizing the sword moves one by one, leaving the enemy in complete disarray.

"Bang! Clang! Thud!" The Azure Dragon Staff moved nimbly and swiftly, parrying and striking simultaneously, launching a successful counterattack, delivering a sharp blow to Number One's

wrist , heart, and face, a resounding and crisp strike. The chilling aura surged back, Number One's lips shattered, teeth

fell out, and he was sent flying back, spitting blood. Gu Jia's defensive maneuver was successful, giving him a significant advantage.

With a hiss, a bloody gash appeared simultaneously on Gu Jia's left forearm and right foot. His muscles had been frozen and numb, and

he hadn't even noticed the sword wounds in his hands and feet.

"Hah!" Gu Jia pressed his advantage, launching a counterattack, leaping up and bringing his staff down like a mountain.

"Clang! Clang!" Number One, whether he had a reason or not, raised his sword to block, managing to defend flawlessly and remarkably firmly.

Unexpectedly, Gu Jia suddenly changed his tactics, unleashing an even more ferocious attack. Once Number One's defenses were lured upwards, leaving his

middle and lower defenses wide open, the Azure Dragon Staff's momentum abruptly shifted downwards. "Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Number One's limbs were brutally pierced by a barrage of blows, receiving them all.

Number One, having taken countless blows, crashed heavily to the ground, rolling aside to avoid further attacks. Gu Jia

, also exhausted, was also momentarily out of breath.

After catching his breath, Number One, enraged and humiliated, endured the pain and raised his right sword high, channeling his power to its peak,

unleashing a fiery aura completely different from before. He felt the sword energy like a raging fire, melting iron and gold; Gu Jia felt as if he were engulfed

in a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, with no way to escape.

Number One, having accumulated enough power, was about to unleash it; the flames swirled around him, like rolling fire clouds,

sweeping in from all directions.

"Roar!" Gu Jia gripped his Azure Dragon Staff tightly, channeling all his strength into a charge, confident he could overcome the mountain of swords and

sea of fire .

"Clang!" The two clashed in close combat, a solid, unadorned clash that exploded with a deafening

roar. The outcome depended on who possessed greater skill and could react faster; the slightest mistake could be fatal...

"Crack!" Number One's petal sword and Gu Jia's Azure Dragon Staff could not withstand the impact of the two immense forces

and shattered instantly.

"Bang! Bang!" The violent force rebounded violently, and the two, unable to change their moves, were thrown back, both pierced by

a hail of fragments.

Number One, having lost an arm but still unable to defeat Gu Jia, was enraged. He shuddered, unleashing a burst of power that

forced all the sword and staff fragments off his body; he leaped forward, but before he even landed, a barrage of sword shadows descended upon him

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