At that moment, someone was making his way toward the entrance of Penacony Paperfold University College.
If his identity were spoken aloud, it would no doubt shock a great many people.
Because he was none other than Hubert Reed, the renowned music master known throughout the galaxy!
The reason he was only now leaving Paperfold University was because of the battle between DESTRUDOS and Trailblaze Brave.
At the time, he had witnessed the battle from nearby.
And because of the shockwaves from that battle, he had ended up trapped inside an office.
By the time he finally exhausted every ounce of strength escaping the office and was ready to flee, he discovered that more than half of Paperfold University had already been destroyed by the earlier fighting.
Fragments of collapsed buildings had even blocked the roads so completely there was no way through.
Left with no choice, he had to search for another route. Only then did he manage to make his way through the ruins to the university entrance.
But what Hubert had not expected was that the moment he arrived, he seemed to hear a familiar shout.
"Talk! Where is he now?"
That voice was...
Realizing something, Hubert hurried forward. When he saw the figure standing there, he could not help but look pleasantly surprised.
"Miss Robin?"
The person standing beneath the fruit tree that had existed since the founding of Penacony Paperfold University College—who else could it be but Robin?
The moment he saw her, Hubert's mood eased considerably.
There was no helping it.
Anyone who had just gone through such chaos would naturally feel their taut nerves relax upon seeing someone familiar.
Especially when what Hubert had experienced was so terrifying.
Two colossal beings, each several dozen meters tall, had fought less than ten meters in front of him.
That would be a severe test for anyone's nerves.
So now that Hubert had survived by the skin of his teeth, all he wanted was to find a quiet place and complain to someone familiar about everything he had just gone through.
But when he reached Robin, he realized the atmosphere here seemed... a little off.
Normally, whether at concerts, on album covers, or in music videos filmed for her songs, Robin always had a gentle smile at the corners of her lips.
That gentle smile was also something countless fans dreamed of seeing.
But now, there was no smile on her face at all. There was only an icy chill.
Her cold gaze looked as if it meant to freeze the strange trash can before her solid.
And that was to say nothing of the figures standing behind her, every last one of them looking just as cold.
The weapons in their hands did not look like jokes. Even from a considerable distance away, Hubert could feel the threat radiating from them.
Anyone who did not know better might even mistake Robin for the leader of some cosmic underworld organization.
After all, her current expression and bearing really did look far too much like one.
And so Hubert gradually slowed his sprint.
He had a feeling he had come at a bad time.
The noise he made also drew glances from Robin and the Iron Cavalry.
"Ahaha... Looks like I might have picked a bad time."
Faced with their stares, Hubert could not help raising both hands in surrender.
He did not want to get dragged into these grudges and feuds.
Unfortunately, while getting here had been easy for Hubert, leaving would not be nearly so simple.
He had only backed up a few steps when he bumped straight into hard iron armor. The path behind him had already been blocked by several figures.
Now that Sora had disappeared, anyone who appeared near this trash can could not simply be allowed to leave!
But they were not the sort of people who would harm the innocent either. For now, they were only keeping Hubert under watch.
The most important target, and the suspect with the highest priority, would always be this trash can.
"Are you still not going to talk?"
Robin asked the question once again.
"Please do not mistake the mercy I have shown you for something you can rely on to act without restraint."
When certain things or matters were involved, she would not retreat a single step!
And Sora was very clearly within that category.
"No one is allowed to joke about something like this."
"Really?"
The trash can asked in return.
Robin did not speak, but her expression grew calmer and calmer, colder and colder.
For a moment, Hubert felt dazed, as though he were facing a galactic overlord.
What he could not have imagined was that this galactic-overlord-like pressure would actually come from Robin, who had always worn that gentle smile in the past.
The contrast was simply too strong.
Still, he was very curious about what matter could possibly make her show such an expression.
Yet in the face of this Robin, the trash can still did not show the slightest trace of panic.
"What if it's me, then?"
As he spoke, before everyone's eyes, the trash can unexpectedly burst with dazzling light.
And that light was not meant for escape, nor for taking hostages.
It was to reveal his original form!
The trash can gradually formed a glowing cocoon.
As the sound of doll-like mechanisms clicking and shifting rang out, that luminous cocoon slowly opened like a flower bud, revealing the true body hidden within.
And that person's real face was...
"Acting Family Head Sunday?!"
After seeing his face, Hubert cried out in shock.
That's right. The figure emerging from the cocoon the trash can had transformed into was none other than Sunday, who had disappeared long ago, was it not?
Although his expression and accessories were somewhat different from the Sunday who often appeared before the public...
No matter how one looked at him, the person before them was unquestionably Sunday, who had taken over management of Penacony and the Family after Gopher Wood's death!
However, that was not the only thing that shocked Hubert.
After all, while the Family on Penacony had not made it public...
In truth, anyone with even a few channels of information understood one thing.
The Sunday currently acting as Family Head was, in fact, missing.
He had been missing for a very long time, and no one had been able to find any trace of him anywhere.
Some had even suspected that Sunday had been kidnapped.
Yet Hubert had never expected that he would actually see him here.
In response to Hubert's astonishment, Sunday's expression did not change in the slightest.
He lifted his head and looked at Robin before him. Now that she knew he was the one who had done what had just happened...
Would Robin's choice change, even a little?
My sister. I have waited thousands of—
"Hey, hey, hey!"
Before Sunday could finish his sentimental thought, he suddenly felt a pair of hands seize his collar viciously and haul him up.
When he looked again, the one gripping his collar was not Sora's Iron Cavalry, but Robin, whose face was now filled with anger!
"If it's you, Brother, then you have even more reason to tell me where you took him!"
Robin had not forgotten Sunday and Sora's opposition during the previous samsara dream.
And back then, she had already made her choice.
So even if Sunday revealed his original appearance at this moment, Robin's actions would not change in the slightest!
For Sunday, however, this was an enormous blow.
He had waited more than a thousand years for the moment of sibling reunion.
Over those thousand years, he had thought about this matter every waking moment.
In Sunday's imagination, this should have been a deeply warm moment.
The elder brother who had vanished for a thousand years and his younger sister reunited once more, and under such circumstances, the two of them embraced each other.
Every time Sunday thought of that scene, he felt as if his heart would melt.
Reality, however, had struck him hard across the face.
He did not feel the warmth of a sibling embrace. All he felt was that, because his collar had been yanked up, it was getting a little hard to breathe.
"Sigh..."
Sunday let out a long sigh.
"Forgive me, Robin. This is the last time."
And of course, he had an explanation for what Robin was asking about.
"Sora hasn't gone anywhere. He is still in Penacony."
The moment those words came out, all of the Iron Cavalry froze.
Was Sunday not lying through his teeth?
They could locate where Sora was.
Yet right now, they had not picked up the signal from his bracelet either.
"Do you really think we're that easy to fool?"
Shunji's face darkened at once.
"Of course I'm not lying to you. He is indeed in Penacony right now, but not present-day Penacony."
Sunday tried to pull his collar back from Robin's grip.
Yet no matter how much strength he used, the collar in Robin's hands did not budge at all.
After leaving behind the body he had disguised with the Path of ORDER, Sunday once again came to understand just how frail his current body was.
In a certain sense, his current strength was not even enough to overcome Robin!
Left with no choice, Sunday could only signal Robin with a pleading expression to let go.
"I'll take you to find him right now, all right?"
Only then did Sunday manage to reclaim his collar from Robin's hands.
"Honestly. That guy could cross the entire universe and still be fine. Why are you all so worried?"
Sunday muttered. He truly found it difficult to understand.
Clearly, with Sora's ability to run rampant through the universe, there were very few people who could stop him.
And yet every one of these people was worried about him. Was that not worrying for nothing?
However, he was too lazy to pursue that point.
Because Sunday knew that if he did, he would still be the one to suffer for it.
After standing up and straightening his clothes, he prepared to lead Robin and the Iron Cavalry to find Sora.
As for the place he was taking them, it was far away, yet right before their eyes.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK.
Sunday gently tapped the trunk of the fruit tree before him.
"Everything is over. It's time for some things to see the light of day again."
Just like the gift box that had been buried here before.
The secrets hidden in this place were not limited to that alone.
After all, the fruit tree had been born even slightly earlier than Penacony's dreamscape.
It could be said to have witnessed every rise and fall of Penacony.
And it also concealed the deepest-buried secret in all of Penacony!
Then, the people standing before the fruit tree suddenly saw root after root stretch up from beneath the ground.
These roots wove together, crossing over one another, and ultimately wrapped around all of them.
"W-what is going on?!"
After seeing this, Hubert froze on the spot.
He had the vague feeling that he was watching some sort of sci-fi film.
After all, when he had studied at Penacony Paperfold University College in the past, this fruit tree had left an impression on him as well.
Such a strangely shaped fruit tree could still bear fresh, sweet fruit.
Moreover, it remained green all year round. Whether spring, summer, autumn, or winter, the green leaves on it never lost the slightest bit of color.
That trait was extremely rare even in the universe.
But no matter what, he had never expected that this fruit tree could actually do something like this...
Looking at the roots that came at them from every direction and closed around them, Hubert was shaken to his core.
It was like suddenly discovering that the person you shared your life with was actually a superhero.
Clearly, they normally lived an ordinary life with you, but secretly, they could fly through the heavens, burrow into the earth, punish evil, and uphold good.
It was astonishing, as though one's entire worldview had been overturned.
And when these tendrils had completely wrapped them up, in the very next instant, they felt an incomparably peculiar sensation.
It felt as though they had crossed a sea of stars in the blink of an eye.
"Relax. This is only a simulated warp."
Standing in front, Sunday spoke to reassure them.
"The place we're going can only be reached by warp."
"Where exactly are you taking us?"
Mitsutake asked gravely.
"To a place where countless unknown matters have been sealed away."
Sunday's tone was melancholy, as if he had returned once more to the past.
When the warp ended, everyone found that they had arrived in an incomparably desolate clearing.
However, judging from the traces on the ground, this empty space had once been packed full.
But Sunday's purpose in coming here was not those places where parts had once been laid out.
With practiced familiarity, he found a section of wall and pushed it lightly. A creak sounded.
"Come in. The thing you're looking for is here!"
The moment they heard this, the Iron Cavalry rushed into the room in excitement.
Only after entering did they realize that Sora was not inside.
Instead, three paintings were carved into the three walls of the room.
[This is Clockie and His Friends — Special Crossover Collection, Episode 2.]
"Episode 2?!"
Hubert and Robin, both people who lived on Penacony, were shocked by that sentence.
Since when did the Special Crossover Collection have a sequel?
More importantly, why had the sequel never been aired?
"Of course it's because back then, when Penacony officially began expanding and developing, this episode was sealed away at the IPC's strong insistence."
Sunday stated the truth of the matter lightly.
And his reason for bringing this group here was very simple.
"The Sora you're looking for is inside. That is also why I said Sora is still in Penacony."
Robin frowned and looked toward the paintings on the side.
The one on the far left was clearly the first painting.
And this painting was divided into several scenes.
With a rough glance, one could summarize the general meaning of the painting.
Looking at this painting, Sunday could not help recalling the scene from back then.
The story of the first painting was about a frail little bird with broken wings receiving Clockie's help and building Dreamville together.
"While you wait for Sora to come pick you up, why don't you rest with us for the time being?"
Mikhail extended his hand toward Sunday.
After thinking for a while back then, Sunday had remembered the note on that gift box, and so he had chosen to agree.
And with his help, Penacony's development also began to speed up.
However, the plot of the second painting was rather infuriating.
Because what it depicted was...
...
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the IPC's new product presentation!"
On a massive stage, an IPC employee in formal attire was explaining the company's new product to everyone below.
Though he was only an IPC employee, his rank had already reached the astonishing level of P40.
And he was Martin's superior.
"I am the person in charge of this new product. You may simply call me Austin."
Austin was a man who appeared to be past middle age.
He was meticulously groomed from head to toe, without the slightest flaw to be found anywhere on him. Even his hairstyle showed the touch of a professional designer.
And the new IPC product he was introducing was... a set of special armor!
"Everyone, please do not underestimate this armor. Its various performance metrics far surpass most products currently on the market."
It could be said that within the same price range, this armor was the strongest.
Moreover, this armor did not merely possess an advantage in price.
"It can continue operating even under harsh conditions!"
"The armor can run continuously in an environment of minus three hundred degrees. It can also allow the pilot to maintain normal vital signs even under temperatures of three thousand degrees..."
"And most importantly... this armor is equipped with special firepower capable of converting memoria into energy."
In other words, this armor was not only the best in its price range; in regions rich with memoria, it could even display even more formidable effects.
"Is that true?"
"Hasn't that special energy, memoria, always been controlled by the Garden of Recollection?"
Although there had always been methods of converting memoria into energy, this seemed to be the first time that idea had been applied to weapons.
For a moment, doubts about the weapon spread through the audience.
Austin, however, had long since prepared a demonstration to clear up the clients' doubts about the weapon!
"I can see everyone's curiosity toward this armor."
"So, in order to allow all of you to understand this armor's performance more intuitively, I have specially established a live connection with another department!"
Austin dialed the comms.
After two soft rings, a person's head appeared directly before everyone's eyes.
"This is Martin Hall. Recently, he received a mission from the IPC."
The purpose of the mission was to head to the Frontier Prison near the Memory Zone hollow and reclaim it.
"Oh, I know about that."
The Frontier Prison was one of the production sites in the universe that supplied a large amount of memoria.
And the news that rioting prisoners there had caused the IPC to lose control of it was also known to many people.
Since Austin had contacted Martin, who was currently responsible for the Frontier Prison, at a time like this...
Then that meant...
"That's right, everyone. I will use actual combat to demonstrate the true performance of this armor!"
Austin declared with fervor, "Martin, exit and reclaim the Frontier Prison!"
Hearing Austin's words, Martin nodded on the screen.
Then he spoke into the comms before him. "Begin the operation! Objective: reclaim the Frontier Prison!"
"The priority level of this mission is S! Whether native inhabitants or prisoners, anyone who obstructs the mission is to be killed without exception!"
Along with Martin's words, icy crimson light rose across the armor units.
At a rough glance, the crimson glow emitted by the armor densely filled this stretch of starry sky.
The number of armor units was definitely no fewer than tens of thousands.
And such a massive armor group was the appropriate level of armament for targeting a planet.
To say nothing of the fact that the armor deployed this time was part of a demonstration, so Austin had spared no expense.
The reclamation of the Frontier Prison this time could only succeed. It was not allowed to fail!
And so, Penacony, surrounded at the center, seemed so isolated and helpless.
[MEMORIA REGION ENTERED. MEMORIA ARMAMENTS BEGINNING CHARGE!]
After arriving near Penacony, the armor pilots instantly reported their current status.
The concentration of memoria near Penacony was beyond imagination. Some people would even feel dizzy in its vicinity.
And this dense memoria likewise assisted the memoria armaments in charging.
Before much time had passed, armor unit after armor unit reported to Martin that charging was complete.
With a single order, these memoria armaments, being deployed into actual combat for the first time, could launch their attack!
"Ladies and gentlemen, please enjoy the debut of the IPC's new product!"
"Fire!"
Along with Austin's words, Martin likewise gave the order to fire!
In that instant, tens of thousands of fully charged memoria armaments pressed their firing buttons at the same time.
In a flash, tens of thousands of beams containing memoria energy erupted like a surging torrent, tearing through the dark expanse of space.
The radiance was as brilliant as countless supernovae exploding at once, its intense light stabbing so hard into the eyes that it was nearly impossible to look directly at it.
Wherever the beams passed, even space itself seemed to be torn apart, rippling with layer upon layer of distortion.
Penacony's outer defense installations collapsed instantly under this powerful attack.
The sturdy energy shields were easily pierced through. After emitting a piercing sizzling sound, they vanished without a trace.
The buildings on the planet's surface were even more fragile. The enormous energy impact directly blasted towering buildings apart one after another.
Fragments of stone and debris flew in every direction, and the dust that rose blotted out the sky!
Penacony, which had only just begun to improve, was reduced to ruins in the blink of an eye.
Under the memoria armaments, the people on Penacony had no time to react before being swallowed by energy and instantly reduced to ash.
Moreover, the people on Penacony had no way to escape.
After the memoria armaments' attack ended, all the memoria across the entire planet of Penacony began to stir violently.
Under such circumstances, starships found it difficult to evacuate unrelated civilians in time.
Some starships had even been reduced to wreckage in the previous attack.
For a time, all of Penacony was shrouded beneath this sudden destruction.
"The home we worked so hard to build..."
"How could this happen?"
"Bastards! I'll fight them!"
People raged and rioted. They wanted to vent the fury in their hearts, wanted to tear the enemy who had destroyed everything to pieces.
...
Sunday personally witnessed this hellish scene. He watched the buildings he had designed be razed to the ground.
He watched his efforts come to nothing, dissipating before his eyes.
But none of that was what angered him!
After experiencing the impact of DESTRUDOS, he had rarely been able to show an angry expression anymore.
The reason Sunday was angry now was that he had failed again!
It was as if this were a curse. The moment things had only just begun to improve...
The moment he was about to touch the dream in his heart...
Failure would cling to him like a shadow.
"Could it be... that this is my curse?"
Sunday clenched his fist and slammed it into the wall beside him.
Yet just then, an alarmed cry suddenly came from the side. "Danger!"
Immediately afterward, someone tackled Sunday straight to the ground.
Then a piercing roar exploded beside his ears.
Only after that bombing ended did he finally manage to see who had just protected him.
"Tiernan?"
That's right. The one who had saved him just now—was it not Tiernan, with a handgun at his waist?
"No time to talk. Get somewhere safe first!"
Tiernan drew his handgun and looked outside with an icy gaze.
Hell had still not ended. Armor units glowing with crimson light descended from the sky.
"I'm going to settle accounts with them!"
With that, Tiernan instantly rolled into another piece of cover.
He stared fixedly at the armor before him, doubt flickering across his face.
Because he had never encountered this armor face-to-face before.
"A new IPC model?"
But even if it was a new model, it was not anything troublesome for him.
As long as it was armor, its weaknesses were common!
Tiernan fitted a special scope onto his handgun.
"And that weakness is the energy compartment!"
After aiming at the area where the opponent's energy was gathering, Tiernan pulled the trigger.
BANG!
Gunpowder erupted, and the powerful propulsive force sent the bullet racing along the rifling toward the target he had lined up.
The specially made bullet instantly pierced through one armor unit's energy compartment.
The crimson light of that armor flickered twice before sinking completely into silence.
"Upgrade as many generations as you want—Grandpa's still Grandpa!"
Seeing this, the corner of Tiernan's mouth curled slightly.
But very soon, he could no longer smile. In an instant, countless crimson lights all locked onto the cover he was using to hide.
"This just got troublesome."
Tiernan glanced at the positions of the other pieces of cover and found the situation getting difficult.
...
The plot of the second scene was very simple.
After Boss Stone saw how quickly Dreamville was being built, he directly sent his subordinates to cause trouble.
All the buildings designed and constructed by that frail little bird with broken wings were completely smashed to pieces in an instant.
There had even been a moment when he was in mortal danger, and it was then that Captain Revolver appeared and saved him.
But at that moment, Captain Revolver had fallen into danger himself.
The animation used chibi characters and exaggerated actions to soften what had happened back then.
For those who had experienced it personally, just one glance was enough to bring them back to that time.
Sunday silently looked at Captain Revolver in the mural, his expression growing somewhat quiet and solemn.
And with him like this, the others did not feel very good either.
Because no matter how they looked, they could not find Sora's whereabouts.
"Are you lying to us?!"
Where is Sora?!
"I might lie to you, but I would never lie to her."
Sunday looked at Robin and said calmly.
Just as he had said before, that had been the last time.
So when it came to this matter, Sunday would absolutely not deceive Robin.
His gaze then slowly moved to the third painting.
The story of the third painting was somewhat strange, because Captain Revolver, who had just been in mortal peril, somehow had an extremely miraculous way to escape danger.
"Wait, that's not right. How could Captain Revolver possibly get out after being surrounded?"
Hubert immediately complained.
Captain Revolver had just been forced into a dangerous situation by the enemy. How could he suddenly escape so easily now?
Was this supposed to be a joke?
"It isn't a joke. Haven't you noticed something on him that runs through the entire crossover episode?"
Sunday's question made Hubert pause.
Robin, as if suddenly realizing something, noticed that an additional shining star had appeared on Captain Revolver's body.
And this star had not merely shone on Captain Revolver.
It had also shone on the crimson momo, on the blue turtle, on the sleepy yellow bear...
"Could it be..."
Robin seemed to suddenly realize something.
"That's right. Even in silence and darkness, it is the star that still illuminates everyone!"
Its name was: "Star Platinum!"
...
[IDENTIFICATION SUCCESSFUL: BREUKELEN TIERNAN. FRONTIER PRISON INMATE. LATER JOINED THEIR SIDE AND REPEATEDLY OBSTRUCTED IPC OPERATIONS.]
The moment Martin saw the other party's face, all of the information appeared before him.
Tiernan's file could not be considered anything special. The only thing worth noting was probably his former identity.
"A Nameless, is he?"
Tiernan's only noteworthy identity was that.
Unfortunately...
"He has already stepped down from the train, which means he is no longer a Nameless."
Therefore...
"In accordance with the S-rank standard of this operation, anyone who stands in our way should be eliminated!"
"Eliminate him!"
The armor pilots immediately aimed their already charged memoria weapons at Tiernan.
Naturally, Tiernan could not simply sit and await death. His figure moved nimbly, using the ruined walls and rubble around him to avoid the enemy's locks while launching counterattacks.
Bullet after bullet accurately struck the armor units' energy modules.
Armor after armor lost power, their crimson light extinguishing.
But it was useless.
Because Tiernan was not being locked onto by just one armor unit!
Within such dense memoria, their memoria weapons did not need to worry about consumption at all.
Tiernan's bullets, however, had a limit.
And so, just as he leapt through the air and pulled the trigger again...
The handgun in Tiernan's hand gave a crisp click.
The bullets in the gun had been completely exhausted.
Yet at this moment, he was still being targeted by numerous armor units.
And the weapons in those armor units' hands had already finished charging!
Facing Tiernan, who was unable to escape in midair, they pulled their triggers!
"No!"
Someone who had tasted failure over and over could not help crying out at the sight.
Did he not only have to taste failure, but also watch others die before his eyes?
What could he do at this moment?
Sunday tried to mobilize the little power remaining in his body, attempting to deflect Tiernan's body.
He only needed to shift him a little. Just a slight deviation, and Tiernan would be able to dodge this attack.
Unfortunately, now that ORDER had already fallen, and now that Penacony was not yet suffused with ORDER...
All his efforts could do at most was stir up a faint breeze.
Beyond that, they were useless.
Sunday watched helplessly as the powerful energy fired by the memoria weapons struck toward Tiernan.
With Tiernan's mortal body, there was simply no way he could withstand the energy and heat they emitted.
It seemed his death was already certain.
But just then...
"Wah!"
An orange-red radiance drew a long slash through the sky, erasing all of the energy filled with light and heat.
"What the hell?!"
Seeing this, Martin stood up from his seat in shock.
How could anything possibly withstand the output of memoria weapons?
As the IPC's new product, he had anticipated the degree of their power.
Normally speaking, this was absolutely impossible. Impossible!
"Just what is this guy?!"
And amid the dust and smoke stirred up by the energy explosion, a figure slowly walked out.
"I don't know why I suddenly ended up here, but judging by the situation..."
Sora swept his gaze over all the armor units around him, rested Gotchartornado on his shoulder, and revealed a smile.
"Guess I've got no choice but to get involved!"
♪ WHAT'S YOUR FIRE? (FIRE)~ ♪
♪ THE CORE OF YOUR HEART BURNS AND LIGHTS UP~ ♪
♪ THERE'S THINGS THAT WON'T FADE NEVER EVER (NEVER EVER)~ ♪
♪ WHAT'S YOUR FIRE? (FIRE)~ ♪
♪ YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT FEAR IS, STAND UP~ ♪
♪ CREATING ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES AS AN ALCHEMIST~ ♪
♪ THAT IDEAL WORLD~ ♪
♪ YOU DON'T STOP YOU DON'T STOP YOU DON'T GIVE IT UP~ ♪
♪ WHAT'S YA-YA WHAT'S YA-YA WHAT'S YA-YA FIRE!~ ♪
♪ WHAT'S YA-YA WHAT'S YA-YA WHAT'S YA-YA FIRE!~ ♪
♪ WHAT'S YA-YA WHAT'S YA-YA WHAT'S YA-YA FIRE!~ ♪
...
At the same time, on the other side, Sunday said to Robin, "Even if you yell at me or beat me up, I have to send him there!"
Even if he was scolded, he had already prepared himself for all of this.
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