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๐๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ,
๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต? ๐๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ง ๐ช ๐ต๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ค๐ต๐ถ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฐ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ?
๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ต. ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฉ, ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ ๐ช ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด. ๐ ๐ข๐ฎ, ๐ช ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐จ๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ง๐ฆ๐ค๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ, ๐ช ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐จ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐บ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐จ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ถ๐ช๐ญ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ด ๐ช ๐ธ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด. ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐ญ๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ.
๐๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ธ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ง ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ด ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต, ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ธ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข ๐ณ๐ถ๐ด๐ฉ. ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ต๐ด ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ช ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ. ๐๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ, ๐ช๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ, ๐ช ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ธ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ ๐ช ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ต. ๐๐ต๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ช ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต ๐ฑ๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐ฉ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ด๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ช๐ต. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐จ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ด๐ญ๐ช๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ช ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง. ๐๐ข๐บ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ต๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ด๐ฏ๐ต ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง๐ช๐ด๐ฉ, ๐ช ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ช ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ฉ, ๐ช ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ช ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด๐ฏ๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ช ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ.
๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐จ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ด๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐น๐ค๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ต ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐บ, ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ช ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ต, ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ด ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ถ๐ช๐ค๐ฉ๐ช ๐ด๐ข๐ช๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ข. ๐ ๐ธ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ ๐ช ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ช๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ช ๐ณ๐ฆ๐จ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช ๐ด๐ข๐ช๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต, ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ถ๐ช๐ค๐ฉ๐ช? ๐๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฅ, ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ. ๐๐ข๐บ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ? ๐โ๐ฅ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต.
๐๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ. ๐๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ, ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐บ ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ด๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ถ๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐บ ๐ข๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ. ๐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ, ๐ช ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ, ๐ช ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ข๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ, ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ธ๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ถ๐ต๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ธ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต.
๐๐ช๐ด๐ช๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง๐ง, ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ข๐บ? ๐๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ.
๐๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ญ๐บ.
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Shuichi glanced down at the body the note had been messily laid next to, the pencil not far. He felt a smile on his face through his tears as he bent down and pulled out his phone, dialing 911.
He pulled the limp and cooling body close, not caring about the blood he got on himself. It was Kokichis after all.
โOf course Iโll marry you, you stupid idiot. Love you too.โ
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He shook violently, trembling to the point he was weak as tears poured from his eyes, his nose burning as he gripped the body closer. He wished it could hug him back, but he knew it never would.
He sobbed into the soft hair, holding the phone to his mouth and ear, trying to form coherent sentences in the mess that his brain was and say them without choking on his own sobs.
He wasn't excited about the fact heโd be the one doing the investigation, and he knew somewhere that Kokichi was cackling at him because of the extra paperwork. Kokichi was somewhere out there, and Shuichi made a resolve to find him as quickly as he could.
