Ch.101 The Secret Affair of the Marquis of Funark's Daughter. / The Descend into a Vixen, Body and Soul

Warning: Depictions of cruelty ahead, read at your own discretion.

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Raffilia's POV

"Thank you for today. I'm getting sleepy, so I'm going to bed now."

"Understood." "Yes." "...Yes."

The ones who responded are my three personal maids: the reliable Narisha, the lighthearted Lilin, and the hardworking Cathy.

There are other ladies-in-waiting, but these three are on duty today.

"Everyone should go to bed early, okay? It's bad for your skin."

It was past 9 PM, and a quiet, peaceful night air, so different from the daytime hustle and bustle, dominated the place.

Through the high-quality curtains adorned with botanical designs, frills, and pearls, one can see the darkness from the gap and the streetlights illuminating the area around the mansion. In the distance, the light spilling from shops that are open and other houses twinkles like a starry sky.

"I know, I know. I'll just take a quick bath and go to bed."

"Lilin, your way of speaking. I apologize, Raffilia-sama."

"...Sorry."

"I don't mind. It's the usual thing."

"Look, it's fine since Ojou-sama says tha... Ouch!"

"That is only because Raffilia-sama is so kind. Do not get carried away."

These three apparently work together often and are as close as sisters. It's a very lovely relationship I'm envious of.

I'd also like to build the same kind of relationship with my actual sister, but at the end of the day, we're born in a noble family.

Having been born into a noble family, a lady cannot let her guard down, even in front of her family. Even if she wanted to, she couldn't.

As a member of the nobility, my body automatically restrains me, telling me that I must behave in a dignified manner. This is a result of the training I received from my teachers since childhood.

Building a relaxed and comfortable relationship is difficult, even within a family.

Therefore, I long for an ordinary family and ordinary friends, without any power or authority. I usually act as if I have forgotten about this wish, keeping it hidden inside, but I keep being reminded of it when I see these ladies-in-waiting interacting like this.

"Hehe. You two get along well. ...Ahhh... I'm sorry. I showed you my unseemly side."

"There is no such thing, we'll take our leave now."

"Good night."

"Good night, Raffilia-sama." "Good night, Ojou-sama." "...Good night."

The three bowed and left the room. I waved goodbye and smiled to them as I watched them go, then locked the door from the inside and dimmed the lights inside the room to make it darker.

It's a security measure to prevent anyone from entering the room, a countermeasure in case an intruder appears on the mansion, and a barrier to delay entry into this room.

I've already finished taking a bath and all that's left is to go to sleep. I'm wearing a silk dress that feels nice against my skin, so I can go straight to bed and sleep like this.

However, instead of going to bed, I head to the dressing room where my dresses and other clothes are being kept.

I'm not sleepy, and that yawn earlier was a lie.

It was all a lie I told as part of my daily routine to relieve the fatigue of the day and de-stress.

I always pretend to get sleepy early, sending my maids out of my room so I can be alone. That's all it takes to create the image of a kind and healthy young lady who goes to bed by 9 PM.

To maintain the bright, sunny facade I wear during the day, I don a dark, shadowy mask at night.

Entering the large dressing room in my room, I flicked on the light switch.

Seeing that it had gotten light, I picked up a pair of socks from a nearby shelf and a riding suit that was folded up behind.

After placing the two items on the sofa in the dressing room, I took off the dress I was wearing and put them on.

After getting dressed, I went to the shelf where the shoes were lined up and picked up a pair of shoes with heels at least 10cm high . They were high heels, but they were categorized as a pair of shoes with a delicate pinhole.

But they only go up to the ankle, so while they look like short boots, they're completely different.

I placed the jewel-encrusted indoor flats I had taken off near the sofa, and the clothes I had taken off on the same sofa.

"...Now it's okay even if it gets dirty."

After turning off the lights and leaving the dressing room, I head towards my study desk, my footsteps tapping softly.

Thanks to the meticulous work of the maids, not a single speck if dust remained; the desk was spotlessly clean, tidy, and well-organized.

I pulI the third handle from the top of the right-hand drawer, reach inside, and rummage around for something.

Hidden between documents and a board at the back of a drawer was an antique key.

As I pulled out the key that touched my fingers, its pale gold color reflected the room's light with a faint glow.

I took out the key and turned my feet towards a large bookshelf mounted on the wall.

From the densely packed books, I pulled out the ninth book from the left, in the fourth row from the top.

The shadows cast by the books on either side darken the gap left by the book being picked up, concealing the keyhole in the depths of the darkness—a common occurrence.

In the dimly lit situation, I fumbled around for the key and inserted it into the slot, turning it until I heard a small click. Using that as a signal, I removed the book to the right, revealed the hidden handle, and pulled it towards me.

As I moved the heavy bookshelf with a creaking sound, a medium-sized room, smaller than my own, appeared.

Only I and my two personal attendants know of this place's existence. It's a space known as the secret room.

Better safe than sorry. To prevent any sound from leaking out of the room, I pull the inner handle on the back of the bookshelf to close the door and approach the cage in the corner of the room.

"Tch, I wonder why she's sleeping."

I stepped onto the cage surrounded by iron bars . I kicked it several times, but there was no sign of the fox beast girl inside waking up.

"You scum!"

I can't believe a slave would sleep without permission.

Unable to forgive it, I grabbed the key from a nearby shelf, opened the cage, and pulled the collar attached to it to drag it out of the cage.

The rough concrete ground shows the slave's skin , leaving bloodstains on the ground, but there's no need for me to worry. It happens all the time, and my servants, who shares this secret, will clean it up later.

"You lowly livestock!"

I dragged the animal out of the cage, threw it to the ground, and kicked it hard in the face as it bounced a little.

"...!? Gaha...! What... what is..."

It seems it's finally woken up.

I wonder what reason It had for sleeping despite under its master's orders.

"Hey, Falulu. Why did you sleep without permission? I'm not going to forgive you, but I'll listen to your reason. Tell me."

"Fa...lulu... who... is that...? Hmm... mmm... cough... ah... this... is..."

"What's wrong? Do you think you have amnesia? Heh heh, livestock are really stupid."

Its acting isn't great, but it does some pretty entertaining things.

Lately, all it's been doing is crying and groaning, which is boring. No matter how much I like the pained look on its face, that's the only reaction I get, and it's just not satisfying.

I was thinking about replacing it with a new one soon, but I have a feeling this one will keep me entertained for a while longer.

"Who...is...Onee-chan...? Where...is this...girl?"

"You said that when you first came here too. The second time around isn't as interesting. Isn't there anything else?"

I ordered it to put on a better act of amnesia, but the animal ignored my command, touched its own body, and began staring at the mirror in the corner of the room.

"...How...how...did I...become...a...girl..."

A sigh escaped my lips. I was disappointed. That was a very uninteresting answer.

It's an unrealistic statement, as if it woke up and suddenly found himself transformed from a man into a woman.

The choice of amnesia as a theme makes every action and gesture feel realistic and compelling to watch. However, if it were to be reduced to a story of dreams or fantasy, it would instantly lose its sense of reality, becoming nothing more than a figment of the imagination, leaving the viewer feeling detached and uninterested.

Besides, the sex of the livestock was determined from the beginning. I checked their sex by looking at them naked before buying them, so there's no way it could have been a surprise, and it's also impossible for it to have become female midway through.

That's a really uninteresting answer.

"Are you ignoring your master? That's just how animals are..."

Also, calling me "Onee-chan"—has it eally lost its memory or something?

I'd like to make a lame joke , but slaves nearing their limit always end up like this and eventually become unresponsive. The previous livestock reacted the same way and broke down in one week.

This animal might be reaching its limit soon.

But it's not at its limit yet. It can still speak, albeit intermittently, and it responds well. It seems like it can be used a little longer.

If it has forgotten, then I can just make it remember again.

"I am your master! If you have forgotten, then remember it again!"

I picked up one of the whip and other torturing items laid out on the table and brought it down on Falulu, the fox beastman.

"Guagh! ...Guff... Ugh... It... It hurts... It hurts... Oh... Ne... E... Cha... Stop..."

This time, to ensure it doesn't forget and remember, I punish it by repeatedly wielding the whip.

A scream uttered from the wounds and pain inflicted by previous punishment. A good expression of pain and agony as it cries out. A good sound of whipping echoes through the room. The feeling of the whip hitting soft flesh is transmitted to my hands.

It feels so good, so pleasant, so wonderful. The stress accumulated throughout the day is gradually easing.

"You can't even follow orders! You forget about your master so quickly! What a terrible animal you are! What a naughty girl Falulu is! Come on! It's master! Call me master!"

"It hurts... Aaaahhh...help... Onee-jan... shtop... Gaah..."

It makes a lovely sound. Good, good, I want more, I thought as I keep cracking the whip, but if I go too far it might stop responding to the fun things that are about to happen. So I stop for a moment.

The livestock lay on the concrete ground, its body trembling. Looking at its hands, I remembered something.

"Oh, that's right. I had your peeled nails regenerated before."

Let's add nail removal to the mix today. Yes, yes.

It's a difficult task because they won't regenerate unless you preserve the nail roots, but when you accomplish that, you'll find livestock with faces that are strangely distorted.

Just imagining it sends shivers down my spine and brings a smile to my face.

"No, it's still too early."

I put my hand to my face and erased the smile, indicating that it was an expression or emotion that should only surface after actually doing it and seeing the result.

As I was adjusting my expression, I heard a thud.

"...Uh...Uhh..."

It seems it tried to stand up, but its legs gave out, causing it to lose its balance and fall to the ground.

Well, that's not surprising.

The cage is only high enough for the dog to crouch down, and it usually stays on all fours. It has been trained and commanded to maintain a quadrupedal position as its basic posture, so it does not stand up when let out of the cage.

Muscles only get weaker if you don't use them.

Because it spends most of its day in cage, unused muscles begin to athropy and the muscles needed for standing and walking upright are deemed unnecessary and taken away from livestock.

The animal's movement is so restricted that it can no longer even move properly on all fours, making it an extremely difficult situation.

However, since the livestock wear collars of subjugation, they will absolutely obey my commands, given that I wear earrings of domination. It doesn't matter if it becomes unable to move.

Even if a body is so immobile that it has lost all its muscle, if you command it to walk on two legs, it will walk right in front of you.

It forces the muscles, nerves, and bones to move, so it makes strange cracking and popping noises, and the screams are about twice as loud as during normal punishment, so I don't do it unless I have earplugs.

However, it seems that the claim of memory loss is not a lie. Otherwise, it wouldn't try to stand up.

"Oh, you tried to run away? It's like you've gone back to the first day I got you. Even if you have amnesia, you can't disobey my orders, you know? Time for a punishment."

I touch the earrings of domination on my ears and channels my magic into them.

"...Eh...A-AAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaAaaghhhh!!"

By doing so, electricity is generated from the corresponding collar of subjugation and flows through the animal's body, inflicting pain that is not fatal.

Whether it's punishment or discipline, if you channel your magic while imagining those things, this is what happens.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!"

That's wonderful, wonderful.

"Don't forget it again, okay? Call me master. Say it."

"AaAaaaAAAAAaAAaaaA!!"

"Look, it's master. M-a-s-t-e-r. If you don't say it, I'll make it even stronger, you know?"

The strength of the electricity flowing can be changed depending on the image you have in mind.

The good thing about this magical item is that no matter how strong you make it, it will never become strong enough to kill someone.

"AaAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaAaa... Ma... s... ter............"

"Oh, you fainted? That's no good, we're about to have some fun nail-ripping."

The livestock collapsed, immersed in the liquid that gushed from their bodies as they fainted.

"How filthy," I sighed, looking down from above.

"Well, I suppose there's no helping it. I'll do that while it's sleeping. After all the training I've done, for it to forget of being a livestock. I can't wait to see the look on its face when it wakes up."

I take a vial from the shelf and draw the liquid inside up with the syringe on the table.

Once it's full and can't hold any more, I stand it upright and gently flick the tip with my finger to release the air. But before that, put the syringe down on the table and put on gloves.

"Remember this: even if your memories and recollections fade, your body is honest. It will surely remember. Whether you're asleep or awake, it will react just like before. Just react with your best expression."

I pulled the chain attached to its collar of subjugation and dragged it to the front of the cage, then kicked it with my foot to roll it inside.

The heels dug into the livestock's skin, causing blood to flow from the newly made holes. It brightened up their filthy skin.

Once the livestock is placed in the cage and both the hands and legs are secured with cuffs, I fasten the chain to the iron bars. This prevents it from moving no matter what.

I could make it obey my commands even if it's unconscious or asleep, but that wouldn't be any fun. I want to see It struggle desperately, trying to move its body.

I inserted a syringe containing a highly concentrated aphrodisiac from a bottle into the arm of the unconscious and limp livestock and injected the contents. Then I added more aphrodisiac to the syringe and injected it again.

Once that's done, I close the cage and leave it there. Then I sit down on a nearby chair and enjoy watching while reading.

"Hehehe. Falulu, you're neither human nor beastman, you just have a name, you know? Calling a worthless piece of trash who can't even follow orders livestock is an insult to livestock."

An untrained animal is nothing more than a beast.

It's okay, even if you forget, you'll remember again soon. Today, I'll make your soul and body remember that you're a simple vixen.

" I can't wait to see this vixen in heat. The frustration of wanting to touch it but not being able to must be so painful. In the meantime I'll prepare the male for you as well. Fufufu."

I can't deal with the beasts for you, but instead I can distract you by tearing off your claws. Look forward to it.

A smile spreads across my face as I imagine what kind of expression it'll make.

The medicine began to take effect almost immediately, and the vixen's breathing became heavy. Leaving the still-unconscious beast a glance, I tapped my feet towards the table.

"Yesterday...I read up to here, so let's start from here."

I sat down in a chair, holding the book I was reading.

A pleasant voice echoes in the room. Dawn is still far away.

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Falulu's POV

"...!? Gaha...! What... what is..."

I woke up because I was in so much pain.

My face hurts. My body hurts. Tears are streaming down my face and won't stop.

As I wipe away my tears with my hands, groaning in pain, I suddenly noticed a woman who looks about the same age as Sakura-neechan, a high school student, standing in front of me.

Behind me is an unfamiliar wall. Huh? I look around and realize I'm in an unfamiliar room.

Where am I? This isn't my room, and it's not my classroom. Why am I here?

I think it was on the way home from elementary school, when I parted ways with my friends at an intersection, and then...

"Hey, Falulu. Why did you sleep without permission? I'm not going to forgive you, but I'll listen to your reason. Tell me."

Onee-chan is looking this way and calling out "Falulu." I wonder if someone's behind me. I turn my head to look behind me, but there's no one there.

When I turn around, Onee-chan is clearly looking at me.

But my name is Shouta. my name isn't Falulu.

Huh? Maybe that's not a name.

"Fa...lulu... who... is that...? Hmm... mmm... cough... ah... this... is..."

I tried to ask who Falulu was, or if it wasn't a name, but my voice sounded strange.

It's difficult to talk, and I can only speak in a quiet voice.

"What's wrong? Do you think you have amnesia? Heh heh, livestock are really stupid."

"Who...is...Onee-chan...? Where...is this...girl?"

Still, I'll ask. Because I don't know why I'm here.

I'm sure Onee-chan knows. That's why I tried my best to find out her name and about this place. Maybe I'll find out something about my voice too.

"You said that when you first came here too. The second time around isn't as interesting. Isn't there anything else?"

What does that mean? The time I came here was now, right?

"I don't know..." I thought, turning my eyes to the right, and spotted a large mirror in the corner of the room.

The mirror is showing Onee-chan, who's standing right in front of me, and a girl with something resembling Meeko's (dog) ears on her head.

She has something black attached to her neck, and something like a chain is sticking out of it that has fallen to the ground next to Onee-chan.

A girl in tattered clothes is sitting flat on the ground. I look around the room, but she's nowhere to be found.

But when I look in the mirror, I see a girl with yellow but slightly reddish eyes, her ears flattened down like they're on her head. I wonder why.

I don't understand, so I move my head from side to side. Then the girl does the same thing. Is she imitating me?

When I raised my right hand, the other one raised too; when I lowered it, the other one lowered as well. When I raised both hands, they all raised again.

If I put your hand on my head like that, I feel something there too... Huh? There's something strange on top of my head.

When I squeezed that warm thing tightly, I let out a gasp. It hurt. It hurt like when you hit your ear hard against a wall. I knew it was my own hand that had touched it.

Tears started to well up again, so I wiped them away with my hand. The girl in the mirror did the same thing. She was imitating me again... No, that's not it.

That's when I realized.

"...How...how...did I...become...a...girl..."

The girl reflected in the mirror—that was me, I thought. I don't know how it happened, but that girl is me.

I run my hands through my tattered clothes to confirm, and sure enough, I'm not a man anymore. It feels strange because that thing that was always there is missing.

"Are you ignoring me? That's just how animals are..."

It's strange for a boy to turn into a girl. This must be a dream. When I tried to confirm it by pulling my cheek, my body started to hurt terribly.

"I am your master! If you have forgotten, then remember it again!"

"Guagh! ...Guff... Ugh... It... It hurts... It hurts... O... ne... e... cha... Stop..."

Onee-chan picked a whip and hit me with it. She hit me over and over again. It hurt so much that I cried, and Onee-chan hit me even harder.

I told her to stop, but she wouldn't, so I just cried.

"You can't even follow orders! You forget about your master so quickly! What a terrible animal you are! What a naughty girl Falulu is! Come on! It's me master! Call me master!"

"It hurts... Aaaahhh...help... Onee-jan... shtop... Gaah..."

I was so scared I couldn't move my legs, so all I could do was curl up my body, protecting my head with both hands.

I want to run away, but I can't. Tears keep flowing as I wonder why this is happening.

But when I kept crying, she stopped hitting me.

"Oh, that's right. I had your peeled nails regenerated before."

I don't know why. I don't know why, but I do know that now is my chance to escape.

There's something that looks like a door over there. I'm sure I can get out through there.

"No, it's still too early."

Now that she's stopped, I have to get away! I don't want to feel any more pain. I'm so scared my body is trembling, but I have to try my best to get away.

Onee-chan is nodding her head while laughing.

I'll seize the opportunity and run.

"...Uh...Ugh..."

I was supposed to be able to stand up, but when I tried, I fell to the ground.

I couldn't put any strength into my hands. I couldn't put any strength into my legs. I couldn't take a single step. That's why I failed to escape.

My older sister is looking this way. She has a scary look in her eyes. It's a completely different look from when Sakura-neechan is angry.

Scary scary scary scary scary scary scary scary scary scary scary scary scary scary scary scary scary scary scary.

"Oh, you tried to run away? It's like you've gone back to the first day I got you. Even if you have amnesia, you can't disobey my orders, you know? Time for a punishment."

"...Eh...A-AAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaAaaghhhh!!"

It hurts like I've been hit on the head! It hurts like I've been strangled! It hurts like my arm is broken! My chest is tight! It hurts many times more than when I have a stomach ache! It hurts like my legs are torn off! My whole body hurts! I curl up but the pain doesn't go away! It's so painful I can't breathe!

Because it hurts, I clench my body tightly, and because it's painful, I put my hand on my neck and scratch with my fingers.

But it just won't go away! The pain won't go away, the suffering won't go away!

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!"

Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!

Why, why, why, why, why are you doing this...?! I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand...?!

"Don't forget it again, okay? Call me master. Say it."

"AaAaaaAAAAAaAAaaaA!!"

Help me help me help me help me help me help me help me help me help me help me help me help me help me help me help me-

"Look, it's master. M-a-s-t-e-r. If you don't say it, I'll make it even stronger, you know?"

"AaAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaAaa... Ma... s... ter............"

Stop hurting me! I don't like pain! Stop it! If I ask master to stop, will she stop...? ...She... She stopped... If I ask her again, will she not hurt me...? who is master...?

Once the pain and suffering subsided, everything went dark.

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The original Falulu died and ascended to heaven. She is currently waiting to be reborn with a new body.

Originally, the body that remained in the mortal world was supposed to be buried and disposed of by the attendant of the Marquis's daughter, Rafilia, but for some reason, at the same time that Falulu's soul ascended to heaven , the soul of a male elementary school student (a 3rd-grader) who had died in the real world entered it and was reincarnated.

No one saw the original Falulu before, during, or after her death. Therefore, the Marquis's daughter, Rafilia, and her two attendants never realized this fact.

They simply thought that the slave just couldn't endure it and lost her memory. So this time, to make sure she doesn't forget so easily, they'll slowly and carefully train her until she completely breaks down.

You are no ordinary fox beast girl. You are her obedient pet, her submissive slave, her loyal livestock, her absolutely obedient vixen,

The reincarnated elementary school boy was trained to become Falulu, a fox beast girl, his memories, heart, and dignity were trampled upon, and his body and soul were reduced to that of a mere female fox beast...

〘Accessory Item: Earrings of Domination〙

This is one of the magical tools that the Demon King themself created in an attempt to win over opposing forces during a time when he sought to seize control of this world and claim it for themself.

Other forms include rings, earrings, bracelets, monocles, eyeglasses, tiaras, and crowns.

Ownership registration is completed by submitting one's own MP to what is called the Domination Series.

Once registered, attach the corresponding subjugation series item to the target and release your own MP. This will allow you to issue absolute commands to the target.

You can issue commands even if the target is unconscious or asleep.

If you pour MP to the Domination series while thinking things like "I want to punish them," "I'll punish them," etc. , you can send electricity through a target wearing the Subjugation series who has already been registered as the owner.

The power can be adjusted, but imagination is key.

However, be aware that it will never have enough power to kill the target.

Additionally, it is possible to take over the body of a target wearing the Subjugation series for one hour a day. The soul of the person wearing the Domination series enters the target's body, allowing them to move it as if it were their own.

This creates a strange state where two souls reside in one body, but the one wearing the Domination series holds the reins. The one wearing the Subjugation series has no right to move the body.

While inside the target body, your own body feels like it's asleep. After an hour, your soul is forcibly returned, and everything goes back to normal.

It is impossible to interrupt the takeover. Once the takeover begins, you will not be able to return to your original body until one hour has passed, so be careful.

*Please note that the Domination Series and Subjugation Series cannot be removed unless the owner has unregistered their ownership.

At worst, you can cut off that part along with the magic item to break its effect.

This does not apply to those wearing the Subjugation series, as their actions may be restricted by command.

〘Accessory Item: Collar of Subjugation〙

This is one of the magical tools that the Demon King themself created in an attempt to win over opposing forces during a time when he sought to seize control of this world and claim it for themself.

Other forms include rings, earrings, collars, bracelets, anklets, and artificial eyes.

By attaching it to a device called the "Subjugation Series" and using one's owner's MP, ownership registration is completed.

Once registration is complete, transfer the owner's MP to the corresponding Domination series and complete the owner registration.

By doing so, it becomes possible to issue absolute commands to the target.

You can issue commands even if the target is unconscious OR asleep

If you pour MP to the Domination series while thinking things like "I want to punish them," "I'll punish them," etc. , you can send electricity through a target wearing the Subjugation series who has already been registered as the owner.

The power can be adjusted, but imagination is key.

However, be aware that it will never have enough power to kill the target.

Additionally, it is possible to take over the body of a target wearing the Subjugation series for one hour a day. The soul of the person wearing the Domination series enters the target's body, allowing them to move it as if it were their own.

This creates a strange state where two souls reside in one body, but the one wearing the Domination series holds the reins. The one wearing the Subjugation series has no right to move the body.

While inside the target body, your own body feels like it's asleep. After an hour, your soul is forcibly returned, and everything goes back to normal.

It is impossible to interrupt the takeover. Once the takeover begins, you will not be able to return to your original body until one hour has passed, so be careful.

*Please note that the Domination Series and Subjugation Series cannot be removed unless the owner has unregistered their ownership.

At worst, you can cut off that part along with the magic item to break its effect.

This does not apply to those wearing the Subjugation series, as their actions may be restricted by command.

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Author's note:

The previous chapter marked the 100th episode. We finally reached triple digits.

I'm not quite at triple digits yet. I'm still not at triple digits. I have stories I want to write, so I'm still a long way off.

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