The moon was bright and the stars were few; crows flew south.
Dylan stood on the villa's terrace, gazing up at the starry sky. There wasn't a cloud in sight; both the stars and the moon were brilliant—a truly beautiful scene.
Just then, a figure appeared beside him. Dylan turned his head and was surprised to see it was Erina Nakiri.
Why wasn't she downstairs at the celebration party? What was she doing up here all of a sudden?
"Master Dylan."
The young woman's eyes lit up upon seeing him. She first greeted him obediently,, then rested her hands on the railing, her gaze turning toward the moon in the distance.
"The moonlight is beautiful, isn't it?"
Looking at the bright moon hanging high in the sky and recalling the spectacular scene she had witnessed recently in the Tsukiten-no-Ma, Erina Nakiri spoke with heartfelt emotion.
"Yes, the moonlight is beautiful."
Dylan replied in kind, not noticing the new emotion in Erina Nakiri's eyes as she looked at him, nor her flushed cheeks, which gave her a shy, lovestruck appearance.
"Did Megumi confess to you?"
After staring at Dylan for a long while, just as he was about to turn and leave, Erina Nakiri's voice suddenly rang out, startling him.
"That's right, how did you know? It just happened a little while ago; it should have been quite private."
Dylan was a bit surprised. Megumi Tadokoro had just confessed to him, so how did everyone know about it in the blink of an eye? Could Alice have told her?
That shouldn't be it either. Although Erina Nakiri and Alice Nakiri's relationship had improved considerably during this time, it hadn't reached the point where they shared everything.
Furthermore, Alice Nakiri wouldn't casually tell his secrets to others.
"Megumi was a little drunk. She said it herself."
Erina Nakiri provided the answer. She had been sitting next to Hisako Arato just now and had personally seen her drinking with Megumi Tadokoro. In her excitement, Megumi had brought it up.
She vaguely remembered Megumi Tadokoro's expression at that moment. The usually quiet girl was animated when speaking of it, her eyebrows dancing with joy, unable to suppress the smile on her lips.
However, Erina Nakiri could somewhat understand her feelings. After all, to them, Dylan was essentially the most outstanding man they had ever met in their lives. His only flaw was being a bit of a womanizer.
But in this day and age, being a womanizer wasn't really considered a flaw.
"Megumi said it herself? That's a bit out of character for her. It must be because of the alcohol..."
Hearing Erina Nakiri's description, Dylan quickly figured out what had happened. He then shook his head slightly, feeling no major ripples in his heart.
Since he had agreed to be with Megumi Tadokoro, he had to give her proper recognition. If he were to be coy and unwilling to admit it, it would be too unfair to her.
"Did you agree?"
Quietly listening to Dylan's muttering, Erina Nakiri spoke, her voice laced with some inexplicable emotion—partially hesitant, yet also slightly interrogative.
"Of course. Megumi is so outstanding, pretty, and has a great figure. Most importantly, she has a gentle personality and truly likes me for who I am, with no ulterior motives. What reason would I have to disagree?"
Counting Megumi Tadokoro's virtues, the more he thought about it, the more he felt he'd gotten a great deal. The smile on Dylan's face grew wider.
She was practically perfect wife material by design. The fact that she liked him was purely a stroke of incredible luck; there was absolutely no reason to refuse!
"Because she's pretty and has a great figure..."
Erina Nakiri's attention was entirely focused on those words. Her pretty face turned visibly red, and she lowered her head, lost in thought.
If she had to say so, she also possessed those qualities, and her figure might even be superior. What Megumi Tadokoro could do, could she...
Her gaze fell upon her own impressive chest. Because of her build, she hadn't been able to see her feet since she grew up.
Actually, if she thought about it seriously, she was curvy where she should be. If she confessed, Dylan would probably agree too.
After all, the guy looked like a total lecher!
At this thought, Erina Nakiri glanced at Dylan with a subtle expression. Coincidentally, he looked over at that very same moment.
The instant their eyes met, the girl quickly looked away, not daring to meet his gaze.
"You came over here all of a sudden to talk to me about this... Don't tell me you have ideas about me too?"
Seeing Erina Nakiri's coy little act, a playful look appeared in Dylan's eyes. He then reached out and gently pinched her delicate nose.
"Huh? Ideas? About you? How is that possible!"
Her thoughts exposed, Erina Nakiri panicked instantly, her voice rising several pitches as she vehemently denied it.
But the moment the words were out, she immediately regretted them, wishing she could slap herself. Now that she'd said that, how could she ever confess in the future!
"I wasn't sure at first, but after seeing your reaction, everything is clear now. You only get one chance. Want to give it a try?"
Dylan was all too familiar with this tsundere act. He immediately opened his arms, making a gesture to embrace her, letting Erina choose.
He didn't dislike tsunderes, but he didn't want the progress bar between them to stay at zero forever. If the girl was slow to make a move, it wouldn't hurt for him to take the initiative for once.
"This is..."
Hearing Dylan's words and seeing the open arms before her, Erina Nakiri didn't know what to say. She stood frozen in place, unsure whether to move or stay still.
"So, what's your choice?"
Dylan knew very well that if he didn't seize this opportunity to win over Erina Nakiri, it would take much more effort in the future, and by then, the opportunity would be lost.
The current Erina Nakiri had also had a little to drink, and her head was fuzzy.
Otherwise, under normal circumstances, she wouldn't have come up here even if she knew Megumi Tadokoro's confession was successful. She had only come to ask because her emotions were running high.
"Is there even a need to ask? You've already decided for me, haven't you? Please take care of me from now on, Dylan... brother."
Things had already come to this point. She didn't need to make a special confession; it seemed Dylan was interested in her too.
Buoyed by the alcohol, Erina Nakiri finally took a step forward and threw herself into his arms, using her actions to give her answer.
He held the fragrant, soft girl in his arms. Due to the alcohol, her body was a little warm. Savoring that heat, he wrapped his arm around Erina Nakiri's waist.
Suddenly feeling a hand on her waist, Erina Nakiri's delicate body trembled, and her entire frame went soft. At the same time, her eyes became hazy.
Seeing this, Dylan didn't hold back. He lowered his head and kissed her directly. Everything flowed so naturally, until Erina Nakiri pushed him away, struggling to breathe.
"So—"
Just as Dylan thought Erina Nakiri was conservative by nature—that although she had thrown herself into his arms, she wasn't actually willing to kiss so easily—and was about to apologize and explain...
Finding the embrace a bit restrictive, Erina Nakiri loosened her Totsuki uniform, which had been getting increasingly ill-fitting over the years, and took the initiative to kiss him again.
Dylan stopped overthinking it. He hugged her tightly, feeling the warmth of the young woman's body, and a strange sense of peace settled in his heart.
"Yo~ Already embracing, I see."
Just off the terrace, Alice Nakiri, who had been observing in secret, called out teasingly. Leonora Nakiri stood beside her, also watching the two with a smile.
"I told you they'd get together tonight. I thought little Erina would be a bit braver, but I didn't expect it would be younger brother Dylan who made the move in the end."
"If Erina could be brave, she would have made her move ages ago. I already guessed that even if they got together tonight, it would definitely be Brother Dylan who took the initiative!"
Hearing Leonora Nakiri's words, Alice Nakiri wore a confident expression.
These two were the people she knew best at Totsuki; she had long since figured out their personalities.
After spending so much time with Erina Nakiri, did she not know what she was like? She couldn't even get a squeak out of her when they were alone, let alone now!
"Why are you two eavesdropping?"
Feeling guilty and shy, the moment she heard Alice Nakiri's voice, Erina Nakiri ended the kiss and buried her head in Dylan's chest, playing ostrich, as if not seeing them meant she hadn't been caught.
As for Dylan, seeing his perfect atmosphere ruined, he couldn't help but complain, while gently patting Erina Nakiri's back to comfort her.
"We were just curious and came up to see. You two should be a little more careful. This isn't a private room, you know. There are still a lot of people outside."
Alice Nakiri reminded them. She really didn't want her man to be caught doing naughty things on the terrace by others, and with someone who wasn't her...
That was why she had jumped out to stop them just as they were about to go further, to prevent them from making a real mistake that would be irreparable.
"I know! It's not like I was going to actually do anything here. I'm not that shameless."
Dylan was equally speechless. Did Alice Nakiri really think he was that desperate? So desperate that he would do it in public...
Faced with Dylan's question, Alice Nakiri was silent at first, but the subtle glint in her eyes was more cutting than a direct answer!
It couldn't be helped; Dylan had done too many outrageous things. Especially after they started dating, as their relationship became more intimate, she had been forced to unlock many new positions.
It was precisely because she knew how shameless Dylan could be that she had rushed out to stop them.
"I've digested enough. Let's go down and get something else to eat. By the way, have you all been drinking? Are you planning to stay here tonight?"
"It seems that's the plan."
Dylan took Alice Nakiri and Erina Nakiri's hands and, under Leonora Nakiri's half-smiling gaze, fled downstairs.
First-floor dining room.
"Master Dylan, where... where did you go?"
Megumi Tadokoro sat on a chair. Having drunk quite a bit, her consciousness was hazy, but the moment she saw Dylan, she tried to stand up to greet him. She swayed and nearly fell, saved only by Yūki Yoshino catching her.
"I went up to get some fresh air. You just sit down."
Dylan took a few steps forward, reached out to pinch her cheek, and sat down beside her.
The many girls before him had all had some alcohol, more or less. Some were still relatively sober, while others were already slumped over the table, snoring, giving him a headache.
"Master Dylan, cheers!"
"Cheers! Cheers!"
He was just about to say something when Megumi Tadokoro raised her glass, wanting to drink with their arms linked, sending him into a flurry of confusion. It took a while for things to settle down.
After that came toasts. Fortunately, Dylan could hold his liquor well. After a dozen glasses, besides feeling a bit full, there was no major change.
Such impressive drinking capacity immediately won cheers from the entire room. Praise came one after another, and every girl looked at him with eyes full of admiration.
After that, the group grew a bit bored and suggested playing some drinking games. At the beginning, it was ordinary handshakes, push-ups, and squats, but later the content gradually became more risqué.
Since Dylan was the only man present, and everyone who stayed had a crush on him, the game gradually changed in nature. However, for Dylan, the only guy there, the transformed game was full of perks.
They played until very late before reluctantly calling it a night.
"Brother Dylan, I'm sleeping with Mom tonight."
The game ended. Dylan immediately found Alice Nakiri, who was sitting opposite him. He was just about to pull her back to their room to cool off some of the night's heat when he found Alice Nakiri holding Leonora Nakiri's arm, whispering intimately.
"Huh??!"
"What 'huh'? You'll sleep by yourself tonight. Or you can make a move on Megumi or Erina. You've already confirmed your relationships with them, after all."
Standing beside Leonora Nakiri, while also using her hand to shield Megumi Tadokoro and Erina Nakiri, who had passed out on the table like small fry, she said suggestively.
"Forget it. I don't want them to lose something important in such a hazy state. This still needs to be planned properly."
Faced with Alice Nakiri's challenge, Dylan simply waved his hand.
On a normal day, it wouldn't matter, but this was the two girls' first time. He felt he had a duty to cherish it, not just press forward blindly. He'd wait for them to wake up and find a suitable time.
A natural progression after a date would be far more memorable than taking advantage of them now.
"I didn't expect younger brother Dylan to be so serious. The girls with you are truly blessed. We're tired, so we'll leave it to you to take them back to their rooms."
Hearing Dylan's words, Leonora Nakiri chuckled, covering her mouth. She decided to give him one last bonus, then pulled Alice Nakiri back to their room, leaving only Dylan and the passed-out girls in the living room.
"What a scene. If I weren't such a gentleman, I might have actually done something."
Looking at the drunken mess before him, Dylan shook his head. It was a good thing it was him here. If it were some other lecherous guy, none of them would have escaped!
He bent down and picked up Ryōko Sakaki. Because she was quite tall, she felt heavy and substantial, and her body swayed a little as he walked.
One of the girl's stockings had been taken off and was now in Dylan's pocket, still retaining her body heat—a penalty from the drinking game.
Fortunately, everyone still had a shred of sanity left at the end, which prevented the scenario from becoming completely inappropriate, though it wasn't far off.
After placing Ryōko Sakaki on a bed, he went back to the living room to carry Yūki Yoshino. As he put her down, the girl suddenly threw her arms around his neck, pulling lightly, unwilling to let him go.
"Xiao Hua, don't run around anymore, you know how hard I looked for you!"
Feeling a strange sensation near his nose, Dylan took two deep breaths, silently moved Yūki Yoshino's hands away, then tossed a pillow into her arms, tucked her in, and returned to the living room again.
He did the same for the other girls. Luckily, this was a villa with enough rooms; otherwise, there would have been no way to accommodate so many people.
"Heave-ho."
Finally, after moving Erina Nakiri to a room, Dylan let out a long sigh of relief.
Looking at the young woman's flushed cheeks, Dylan planted a kiss on her forehead before leaving for his own room.
He took a set of clothes from the wardrobe, went into the bathroom for a cold shower to cool the heat in his body, then returned to the bedroom. Not long after lying down, he drifted off to sleep.
He had a wonderful dream.
In the dream, the girls were shy but followed the rules. At the end of the drinking game, he kept winning, and eventually even won over Leonora Nakiri...
"Yukihira, how were the earnings today?"
"73,200 yen. After deducting all the costs, we made about 50,000 yen. Another week of hard work, and we should have enough for the competition's accommodation and travel expenses."
After selling the last of the ingredients, Soma Yukihira turned to the few customers who had been waiting for a long time with an apologetic expression. "We're sold out of the special okonomiyaki for today. If you want some, please come early tomorrow."
"Aww, what a shame."
"Let's go, let's go. We'll come back tomorrow."
Hearing Soma Yukihira's words, the remaining customers looked disappointed. They had waited in line for over half an hour just for a taste.
"Here, this is for you. You can use the VIP lane tomorrow. As soon as you arrive, you'll get a special okonomiyaki. It's compensation for not being able to serve you today. I'm really sorry."
As he spoke, Soma Yukihira took out a few self-made voucher cards. A cartoon smiley face was drawn on them, hand-drawn by him for authentication.
"Thank you! We'll definitely come tomorrow!"
Even though they knew the stall's okonomiyaki was nearly sold out, they had insisted on waiting until the end just to get this voucher! Tomorrow, they wouldn't have to spend money and could also taste the top-tier flavor of Japan's number one okonomiyaki—truly killing two birds with one stone!
"Speaking of which, is that okonomiyaki stall new? Have you guys eaten there before?"
"No, but I've passed by it several times. You can smell the aroma from a whole street away. Every time I wanted to line up, the crowd was massive, a super long line. There was no way to squeeze in."
"A vegetable okonomiyaki is only two hundred yen, and a meat one is five hundred yen. The portions are generous too. No wonder it attracts so many customers."
"Wrong, wrong, wrong! The value is just one part of it. What really attracts everyone is the top-tier deliciousness!"
Hearing the conversation of the boys walking ahead of her, a girl who had also waited in line until now and received a VIP line-skipping card quickened her pace.
"Have you tasted that okonomiyaki?"
A girl was talking to them, and she was very pretty. The two boys exchanged glances and slowed down until they were walking alongside her.
"Of course! Actually, that's why I'm not at home right now. I was craving it so much that I came down to line up after dinner. I was planning to buy some for a late-night snack, but I didn't expect to not get any. There weren't this many people the last couple of days."
Hearing the question, the girl thought for a moment, an expression of longing on her face. She would never forget that taste for the rest of her life; it almost made her swallow her own tongue!
"The aroma travels a hundred miles. It must have made a name for itself."
Looking at Soma Yukihira and Takumi Aldini cleaning up the stall, the tall, thin boy with glasses among the three spoke up.
"At this rate, it won't be long before they upgrade from a stall to a shop. I really don't know where this chef came from to have such skill."
His voice carried a hint of admiration. Someone who could make okonomiyaki so delicious must be skilled at other dishes too. A talent like that shouldn't be at a street stall but in a grand restaurant.
Their voices faded into the distance. Soma Yukihira and Takumi Aldini finished cleaning the stall and headed towards the inn they were renting.
"This is..."
Pushing the cart with one hand and scrolling through his phone with the other, Soma Yukihira's expression changed slightly as he saw over a hundred messages in his LINE app. He quickly opened it.
The messages were all from the members of the Polaris Dormitory, asking where he was and telling him that there was a match between him and Hisako in the Tsukiten-no-Ma, urging him to hurry over.
"What are you looking at? You look so scared."
Beside him, Takumi Aldini was also looking at his phone, but apart from a greeting from his brother, there were no other messages. He closed his phone, looked up, and saw Soma Yukihira's troubled expression, so he asked with confusion.
"Missed a match. It's a bit of a shame."
Soma Yukihira handed his phone to Takumi Aldini. After spending the last few days together, their relationship had eased considerably, and they could be called friends.
"What's missed is missed. You can just win it back next time."
After reading the messages, Takumi Aldini also sighed. It was indeed a regrettable thing.
"You're right. The goal now is to earn enough for the trip to China. The Fujian Youth Chef Competition starts in ten days, right during the autumn break."
Because they were so busy, both had set their phones to silent to avoid being distracted by such matters, which would slow down their cooking speed.
In fact, even if Soma Yukihira had gotten the message, it would have been impossible for him to rush back to Totsuki.
After all, the place they were in now wasn't the foothills of Totsuki, but an outlying city of Tokyo, Kawasaki City. Chefs were allowed to set up stalls freely here, so that's where they came.
And even though it was already late, there were still many vendors and pedestrians. The city's nightlife was very vibrant.
Before long, the two followed a small road to a remote inn.
Although the inn was in a remote location, it was warmly decorated inside, with a light green color scheme and an all-wood structure, giving it a refreshing feel.
"Oh, Yukihira and Takumi are back. Was business good today? I saw you leave with a huge pile of ingredients this morning, which really scared me! Now you're back empty-handed, so it looks like you sold everything. But that's to be expected. With your skills, someone will always buy as long as you set up your stall."
A voice came from inside the inn. Looking up, they saw a middle-aged man. The man was currently wiping the front desk and greeted the two as they came in.
"Today went very well, and I even got some new inspiration. Uncle Sanraku, I'd like to borrow the kitchen tonight. I want to work on an advanced version of the okonomiyaki."
"Use it as you like. Just put things back where you found them when you're done, don't make a mess, and give me a portion of what you make. I had dinner a while ago, so I'm getting a little hungry."
Tossing the rag in his hand, Uncle Sanraku looked at Soma Yukihira's cooking with high expectations.
"Of course, even if you didn't ask, I'd save a portion for you to try."
Soma Yukihira nodded. His current modification was based on a suggestion an elderly man had given him at noon while he was running the stall. He thought it made a lot of sense, so he decided to try it out when he got back.
"I have to buy ingredients tomorrow, so I'm going to bed first."
Although Takumi Aldini wanted to stay and work with him, he thought of his own task, said this, and then headed towards his room.
"Alright, you get some rest then."
Soma Yukihira called out, then went into the kitchen to start modifying the okonomiyaki. The man called Sanraku also walked in.
He was here to watch Soma Yukihira cook and hopefully learn how to make this delicious okonomiyaki. He had been conquered by the taste the first time he ate it!
Unfortunately, his culinary talent was limited. Even though he often watched Soma Yukihira cook, he had only learned a fraction of it, and the okonomiyaki he made was merely edible.
"The ingredients are all here, so I don't have to make another trip to the supermarket. Besides, the supermarket is closed at this hour anyway. Looks like Lady Luck is on my side."
He took out the cabbage, green onions, and red ginger from under the counter, arranged them neatly on the cutting board, and quickly chopped them, setting them aside for later use.
"That knife work is amazing!"
Soma Yukihira's display of superb knife skills earned praise from Uncle Sanraku beside him.
"It's just the basics."
Soma Yukihira shook his head, not taking the compliment to heart. It might seem impressive to a layman, but it was quite ordinary to a professional.
After dealing with the cabbage, green onions, and red ginger, Soma Yukihira opened the refrigerator and found seafood inside, which he decided to use without hesitation.
The types of seafood were quite common: shrimp and squid. Both are regulars in seafood okonomiyaki, so it was appropriate to add them now.
"The key is the Japanese mountain yam, huh..."
After dicing the shrimp and squid, he found a Japanese mountain yam, still covered in dirt, under the counter. A skeptical look appeared on Soma Yukihira's face.
At the time, the old man had said that while his okonomiyaki was delicious, it wasn't authentic because it lacked the core ingredient: Japanese mountain yam. He had remembered that to this day.
Okonomiyaki is a type of Japanese savory pancake, a folk delicacy from the Kansai region of Japan, and a representative of the flour-based food culture in Osaka's culinary tradition.
Due to its appearance, some people also call okonomiyaki "Japanese-style pizza."
Ordinary okonomiyaki mainly uses all-purpose flour, and Soma Yukihira also used all-purpose flour.
Now, an old man had suddenly appeared, confidently telling him that adding Japanese mountain yam would make it more delicious. How could he not be curious enough to try?
Wearing gloves, he grated the Japanese mountain yam into a paste and set it aside. He sifted one hundred grams of all-purpose flour, added an equal amount of dashi, seasoned it with white soy sauce, and stirred until there were no lumps. Then he added the yam paste, thus completing the batter.
The process was the same as before, except for the addition of yam paste in the middle. This was something Soma Yukihira had never tried before, so he had to test it.
Even if it ended up tasting bad, he would accept it, since it was his own choice.
Into the batter, he added four spoonfuls of cabbage, one spoonful of green onion, one spoonful of red ginger, one spoonful of shrimp, and one spoonful of squid. The proportions could have a slight margin of error, but not too large.
Through his practice during this period, Soma Yukihira had perfected his technique, controlling the ingredient proportions perfectly, with an error margin of no more than two grams.
The okonomiyaki made this way had a very standard flavor, which was the secret to its deliciousness.
He added an egg to the portioned filling and stirred it clockwise with a spoon, constantly lifting the mixture to incorporate more air, which would make the cooked texture fluffier.
He poured the prepared okonomiyaki batter into the pan, then placed thick-cut smoked pork belly slices on top, waiting for the bottom to set slightly before flipping it.
This was Soma Yukihira's favorite moment—the sizzling sound when the pan and the pork belly made contact was particularly captivating.
After pan-frying for three minutes, he flipped it again, using the rendered pork fat to fry the other side of the pancake until fragrant. Each side was fried for two to three minutes before it was ready.
However, before taking it out of the pan, Soma Yukihira brushed it with his special okonomiyaki sauce, which he had prepared in advance and could be used directly.
The sauce-brushed okonomiyaki was fried a little longer until the sauce thickened and perfectly integrated with the pancake, then it was ready to be served and tasted.
"Give it a try, Uncle Sanraku. After you taste it, tell me how it's different from before."
Handing the finished okonomiyaki to Sanraku, Soma Yukihira's face wore a bright smile. He was eager to know what kind of evaluation the improved dish would receive. It probably wouldn't be too bad.
"This..."
Sensing the rich aroma before him, Uncle Sanraku snapped out of his daze, then took the chopsticks from his hand, picked up a piece, and put it in his mouth.
"What a subtle texture! But I can definitely say it's better than before, with exceptionally rich layers!"
The addition of the yam paste brought an unexpected delicacy and smoothness to the traditional batter. Not only that, but it also gave the pancake a faint natural sweetness and a slight viscosity, creating a more layered overall texture.
"So this is the feeling. The crispness of the cabbage, the pungency of the green onions, the slight spiciness of the red ginger, the sweetness of the shrimp, the springy texture of the squid, the meaty and smoky flavor from the smoked pork belly, and the crispiness of the crust—all of it is brought together by the yam paste."
It was an indescribable, but very profound feeling.
Soma Yukihira also took a piece with his chopsticks to taste, and his eyes lit up. This Japanese mountain yam was the perfect harmonizer, blending everything together without a single trace of discord.
And the sauce drizzled on the very outside had a complex sweet and savory taste, thickened by cooking, tightly coating every ingredient, allowing them to integrate even more thoroughly.
The sweetness of the sauce, the umami of the seafood, the freshness of the vegetables, and the gentleness of the yam blended perfectly, together elevating the dish's deliciousness to a whole new level.
"This is it!"
A sharp glint shot from Soma Yukihira's eyes, but when he came back to his senses and wanted to take another bite, he was shocked to find that the dish in front of him had been devoured by Uncle Sanraku.
"This dish will definitely be a huge hit if you sell it!"
He said, giving a thumbs-up, his voice filled with approval for Soma Yukihira's cooking, as well as a faint sense of awe. It was hard to imagine that such a top-tier delicacy could come from the hands of a teenager.
"I'll take that as a good omen."
Resigned, Soma Yukihira put down his chopsticks and left a note on the table. Tomorrow, Takumi Aldini would prepare the ingredients according to the contents of the note.
This was the tacit understanding they had developed over the past few days.
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