Chapter 1: There are 6 Boys

๐™‹๐™ง๐™ž๐™จ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™Ž๐™˜๐™๐™ค๐™ค๐™ก
๐˜พ๐™๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง 1
๐™๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™š ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™š 6 ๐˜ฝ๐™ค๐™ฎ๐™จ

April 20th,
Hachimitsu Private Academy
Just outside of Tokyo

Lovely Spring.
ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  The start of a new life. There is a reason for him to be nervous aside from the new life.

Even for a Capital City, known for its prominent results and severely rigid rules, this year, at this ALL DORM high school, there is an extremely large turning point.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  'What is this, th... this place...'

IS THIS SCHOOL REALLY ACOIED~~~!?

A young Japanese male with navy blue, almost black, hair sat in a lunch room, his ace flushed red as he snuck a few glances towards a girl on his left, droplets of sweat falling from his brow.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  'Haa...'

'Before enrolling I heard that there are a lot of girls here...'

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  'I can't believe that this is...'

'I had to see it to believe itโ€” a ratio of boys and girls is 1 to 170...'

๐”ป๐”พ๐•Ž- ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ'๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐••๐•–๐•• ๐•ž๐•’๐•ฅ๐•™

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  'You had a lot of dreams before entering right...'

11:45 ๐—ฎ๐—บ
๐—›๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜€๐˜‚ ๐—”๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—Ÿ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐—ฅ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—บ

"Shall I throw away my virginity in the middle of April..." pondered the navy blue-haired boy, now rid of his red blush, having replaced it with a Kagome juice box.

แ–ดแ‘Œแ’Iแ‘ŽO KIYOแ”•แ•ผI
๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ: าœไธจใ„šใ„–ไธ‚ๅ„ไธจ

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Are you fond of it?" Asked a blonde Japanese male, "You still haven't spoken to any girls till now."

แ—ฏแ—ฉKแ—ฉแ—ฐOTO แ”•แ•ผIแ‘ŽGO
๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ: ไธ‚ๅ„ไธจๅ‡ แŽถใ„–

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "YOU GUYS SHUT UP!!" Shouted another male, his face contorted in an unnerving, way. "I CAN'T CONCENTRATE!!"

แ—ฐOแ–‡OKแ‘Œแ˜”แ‘Œ Tแ—ฉKEแ•ผITO
๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ: แŽถๅ‚าœใ„ฉใ„’ใ„–

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "What... concentrate..."

"You guys should join in"

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "We don't have time for that"

"We're busy looking for flashes of breast and panty shots! Geez!" Gakuto said, or more so shouted.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "You guys ... what girl are you talking about?" Asked Kiyoshi.

"NOTHING!!" Gakuto shouted.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐šœ the right." Said a fourth boy, his face shadowed by his hood.

แ‘ŽEแ˜”แ‘Œ แ’Oแ‘Œแ’I
๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ:๏พŒใ„–

"Uh... same above."

แ—ฉแ‘Žแ—ชOแ‘Œ แ–‡EIแ’I
๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ:ๅ‚ๅ‡ แ—ชๅฐบไน‡ไธจ

๐”ป๐”พ๐•Ž - ๐••๐•š๐•• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ค๐•– ๐•ž๐•—'๐•ค ๐•“๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•œ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•—๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•™ ๐•จ๐•’๐•๐•...

"What the... nobody's speaking to them..." Kiyoshi muttered as he laid his head on the table.

"We're no good.." Shingo sulked.

To begin with, Hachimitsu Academy has a traditional all-girl school dormitory, but this year, since the chairman was changed, the policy was altered and somehow started accepting male students.

But looking at the enrollees, there are only six of us male students!

Because of that, we feel our shoulders are narrow...

"I'm going," Kiyoshi said, standing up.

"Eh? Where?" Asked Shingo.

"To talk to the girls" declared the blue-haired boy.

"Hmm... I'm already satisfied watching like an adult"

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  "It's really harsh getting hated by the girls immediately after enrolling"

"Th... that's right, it's better that you stop"

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "SHUT UP YOU GUYS! YOU'RE DISGUSTING!!" Kiyoshi began shouting, a dust of red sprouting on his face from embarrassment. "EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE INTERESTED IN GIRLS, YOU JUST DROOL OVER THEM FROM FAR AWAY ...!! ME... I WANT TO DO A LOT OF THINGS WITH A GIRL!!"

"WATCH HOW I LIVE!!"

A low grumbling could faintly be heard from the end of the table, the sixth boy has finally made himself present.

'What are these guys whining about?'

Y/แ‘Ž แ’Oแ’O
๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ: ใ„š/ๅ‡  แต’สณ ๅฉไธจใ„’

The boy yawned, rubbing the tiredness from his eyes as he watched one of his classmates fail to talk to a girl.

"Ah... uhm..."

"ลณษงษฑ- ฤฑ- ษ›ษ›เฝž-" Kiyoshi sputtered, trying to get a word out, his face like a tomato, sweat dripping off him. '๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ ... ๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜บ!!"

The two girls side glance at him before blushing and turning back to their conversation.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  '๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต... ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ...'

"Huh... he's really got it ..." muttered Shingo.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  'Got what? Anxiety?' Y/n thought confused.

"Hmph, it's useless," Gakuto said pushing up his glasses.

A new girl suddenly appeared, interrupting Kiyoshi's failed attempt at conversation with the female gender.

"Hey, do you have a moment?" Asked the new girl.

"Eh... Ah... Yes... Sempai..." one of the girls answered nervously.

"Ah..." Kiyoshi exhaled as the third girl pushed the other two away.

"That's why I said it's useless," Gakuto said, his face sullen with despair.

"But ... He might be able to do it next time." Shingo reasoned.

'Not unless he learns to speak,' Y/n mused.

"We are simply shy boys, and we are not able to talk to girls!" Exclaimed the swamp green-haired boy, "We've wanted to talk to them wholeheartedly since we were in grade school...!!"

Gakuto looked down, pinching his chin, "However...! Not one of us is able to talk to girls ..."

"In other words, we six boys are completely hated!!"

Y/n winced at the glasses-wearing boys' outbursts, his sensitive hearing not making things any better.

"Will you calm down?" Y/n grunted, trying to soothe his ears, but his words fell on deaf ones.

"Maybe it's cause you're gross..." Shingo reasoned.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "๐—ข๐—™ ๐—–๐—ข๐—จ๐—ฅ๐—ฆ๐—˜ ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ง!!" Gakuto shouted aghast.

Y/n just groaned and laid his head back on the table.

Kiyoshi came back and laid his head into his arms.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "๐š„๐šž๐š‘... ๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š–๐š™๐š•๐šŽ๐š๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š—๐š’๐š‘๐š’๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—..." Kiyoshi moaned.

"Look! Even Kiyoshi and Y/n are like this....!! How sad, but this is reality." Gakuto cried, jousting his finger toward the two boys.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  'Screw it I'm going to get some air, it reeks of axe body spray.' Y/n thought, grabbing his bag and throwing out his trash before heading to the school courtyard.

"๐š„๐šž๐š‘ ... ๐™ฑ๐šž๐š ... ๐™ฐ๐š ๐š๐š’๐š›๐šœ๐š ๐š’๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š—'๐š ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š" Kiyoshi grumbled, his tone sullen and full of sorrow.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  "Hmm... but the result is complete annihilation, we really are hated"

"Well then, let us concentrate on breasts and panty slips!!"

Y/n inhaled deeply, enjoying the fresh air and sunlight as he watched a murder of crows flutter overhead.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  'Why are there so many crows in this school?' Wondered the turquoise-haired boy.

Y/n wandered around the courtyard, the wind blowing through his hair.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Ack- fuck- leaves." Y/n coughed.

Y/n swatted the leaves out of his face annoyed, "that's enough outside for today." He grumbled.

Turning around he began to head back inside, passing the three girls from before, accidentally catching their conversation.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Did you two see the distributed fliers yesterday?" Said the older brown-haired girl.

"We did... but I thought it was a joke..." started the younger brunette girl. "Speaking of which..."

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "The underground student council?" Asked the black-haired girl.

Y/n stopped suddenly, 'underground council? There are no basements underneath this place?'

"It's alright if it's just a joke but ..." started the older girl, "at least... if you see a crow you mustn't speak with the boys ..." the older girl finished, sweat forming as she held her elbows looking up at a crow perched on the roof railing, seemingly watching them.

'What the...' thought Y/n as he watched the crow, curious about what they could truly be. 'Maybe dad has something to do with this...'

Y/n and the girls were suddenly torn out of thought by the school bell, Y/n jumping at the sudden loud noise.

'Oh, right school exit,' Y/n thought, 'curse the school system.'




12:40 ๐—ฝ๐—บ
๐—”๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ผ ๐—ฆ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ถ'๐˜€ ๐—•๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ด๐˜† 2 ๐—–๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜€

The level one teacher stood at the front of the class, chalk in hand as she scribbled down the labels of the nervous Circulatory System.

Y/n stared at the board intently, looking like he was at full attention, really he was just thinking to himself.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  'Should I be in this school? I already have an above-average intellect...'

Appadoo Sensei turned to the class, clapping her hands together to gain everyone's attention.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Now, can anyone explain to me the purpose of the inferior vena cava and superior vena cava?"

'Although, she is easier to listen to than dad and that maniacal monkey.' Y/n nodded to himself.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Ah, Jojo Kun, glad that you're nodding along, would you like to answer the question?" Appadoo Sensei mused, having seen Y/n not paying attention.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  'Shiiiiit... I don't wanna participate...' Y/n thought but shrugged it off deciding to just get this over with.

"The superior vena cava carries blood from the head, neck, arms, and chest. The inferior vena cava carries blood from the legs, feet, and organs in the abdomen and pelvis." Y/n explained, his voice devoid of much enthusiasm.

Appadoo Sensei's eyes slightly widened, having thought he wasn't even listening. But, he answered so she'll give him equal credit.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Excellent, Jojo Kun." She said before turning to the rest of the class, "did everyone get that?"

A collective of yes's indeed's, and other words echoed from the class.

Y/n sighed, laying his head down on the desk. An eerie feeling fell over Y/n as he felt someone's eyes glaring at him, but he was too tired to care and just shrugged it off.

The class toiled on, Appadoo Sensei teaching the second and third years as a girl in the back of the class stared intently at Y/n.



4:10 ๐—ฝ๐—บ
3๐—ฟ๐—ฑ ๐—™๐—น๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฟ
๐—›๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜€๐˜‚ ๐—”๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—•๐—ผ๐˜†๐˜€ ๐——๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—บ
๐——-๐—›๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  'You know... sometimes I wish I wasn't created.' Y/n thought as he covered his head with his pillow.

"Hey! Just a while ago," Shingo spoke up. "What were you doing? It was creepy!"

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Eh..." Kiyoshi let out having not heard his friends.

"Are you listening to us?" Asked Gakuto.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  'is it too late to switch rooms?' Y/n pondered.

"Aah sorry ... what were you talking about?" Kiyoshi asked, sitting up.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  'Screw it I'm gonna check if they have gyoza in one of those vending machines' Y/n thought as he sat up in his bed.

"Oh, Sir Pit, we didn't know you were awake." Said Gakuto.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  Y/n sighed, "yeah, can't sleep."

"Well if you can't sleep, would you like to join us?" Joe inquired.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Nah, I'm getting something to eat." He told the five, hoping onto the floor.

"Okay, but if you get curious jus-" Kiyoshi was cut off by Jo covering his mouth.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Enjoy your food Y/n, don't get lost," Shingo said, shooing Y/n off.

Y/n stared at the boys for a few seconds, before remembering he doesn't care what these guys do, just hoping they don't get caught and rope him in.

As the door shut and Y/n walked off, Kiyoshi shoved Jo's hand off his mouth, wiping off anything.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Dude what the hell??" Kiyoshi cried.

"Sorry, Kiyoshi." Said Jo, "we just don't have enough suits for the six of us."

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Suits?"

"For peeping," Andrei clarified.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "๏ผฐ๏ผฅ๏ผฅ๏ผฐ๏ผฉ๏ผฎ๏ผง~!?" Screeched Kiyoshi, hitting his head on the top of his bunk.

"Stupid your voice is too loud!"

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Obviously when you're peeping!"

"What... are we peeping at...!?"

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  """""๐•‹๐•™๐•– ๐”พ๐•š๐•ฃ๐•๐•ค ๐”น๐•’๐•ฅ๐•™"""" all the boys said at once.

"Eh... Is that okay?" Kiyoshi asked, shock obvious on his face, "แต–แต‰แต‰แต–โฑโฟแต แดต แตแต‰แตƒโฟ"

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Of course not!!" Shingo said emphatically.

"So it's not okay ..."

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Hey, Kiyoshi! Have you ever seen a girl's breasts before??" Gakuto asked.

"N...No..."

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Me neither!!" Shingo cried sullenly.

"That's what I thought ... but peeping..." Kiyoshi glumly murmured.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Kiyoshi, do you have any experience in looking at a girls buttocks...?" Gakuto asked.

"No! No, but," Kiyoshi started, "peeping is bad..."

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "I... I want to see p*ssy..." Andrei cried, while literally crying.

"I want to see too... don't cry Andrei" said Kiyoshi.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Today ... that ... ugh ..." said Jo in between violent coughs.

"Hey! Hey! Jo!! It's useless for you!! You're coughing blood!! Take a rest!!" Kiyoshi demanded.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Don't worry, Jo only has severe stomatitis." Consoled Andrei.

"Eh? It's not hemorrhage ..."

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Breasts..." Jo choked, "butt... and vagina..."

Images of naked woman bathing flashed through Kiyoshi's mind. His face heated up from a mix of embarrassment and hormones.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "I wanna see ... them"

Kiyoshi's face hardened and he grabbed a black suit from a basket.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Then let's go."




4:19 ๐—ฝ๐—บ
๐—›๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜€๐˜‚ ๐—”๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐˜†
2๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—™๐—น๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฟ
๐—› - ๐—›๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น

"Where the hell are these vending machines??" Y/n thought aloud.

Y/n had been wondering the halls for several minutes, having no idea where the Gyoza vending machines were.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  "Maybe this way?" He muttered. "Or was it in G - Ha- fuck it I'm just gonna," Y/n was then cut off by a new voice.

"Gonna what?" Asked a female voice.

Y/n spun around to see who the voice was, only to see a brunette girl wearing a hockey mask.

"Oh sorry, am I in your way?" Y/n asked, putting on a polite tone.

The girl shook her head, "no, just wondering what a boy is doing in the girls sports hallway."

'Girls sports?' Y/n wondered before looking around and seeing a door with a sign saying, sports equipment.

Y/n forced an embarrassed face and scratched his neck, "sorry, I'm looking for one of those Gyoza vending machines."

The girl chuckled, "Nah you're fine dude, I'm looking for one as well actually." The girl explained, "mind if I follow ya?"

Y/n shrugged, "sure, more eyes to look for the box, mind if I get your name?"

"Sure, probably should've lead with that," the girl slipped off her hockey mask, revealing her beautiful amber-hazel eyes. "Call me Jaye,"

แ’แ—ฉYE โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ: ๏พŒๅ‚ใ„šไน‡

"Nice to meet you, names Y/n." He said as he held out his hand for a handshake which she took.

The two wander off down the hallway, conversing as they look for the magic dumpling machine.

โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”
๐”ป๐”พ๐•Ž: โ„๐•–๐•๐•๐•  ๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•ฃ๐•ช๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•–, ๐•™๐• ๐•ก๐•– ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•’๐•๐• ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•›๐• ๐•ช๐•–๐•• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐••, ๐•ค๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ฃ๐•ช ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ ๐•“๐•–๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•˜๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•– ๐•“๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•€ ๐•›๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•˜๐• ๐•ฅ ๐•“๐•’๐•”๐•œ ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•  โ„™๐•ฃ๐•š๐•ค๐• ๐•Ÿ ๐•Š๐•”๐•™๐• ๐• ๐•, ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•– ๐•จ๐•š๐•๐• ๐•“๐•– ๐••๐•š๐•—๐•—๐•–๐•ฃ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ ๐•—๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ž ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•“๐• ๐• ๐•œ ๐•’๐•ค ๐•š๐•ฅ'๐•ค ๐•“๐•’๐•ค๐•–๐•• ๐• ๐•—๐•— ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•„๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•˜๐•’ ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•ž๐•–. โ„™๐•๐•–๐•’๐•ค๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•–๐•๐• ๐•ž๐•– ๐•š๐•— ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•ช ๐•–๐•ฃ๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ค ๐• ๐•ฃ ๐•š๐•— ๐•€ ๐•ค๐•™๐• ๐•ฆ๐•๐•• ๐•”๐•™๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•˜๐•– ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•ช๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜.

โ„๐•’๐•ง๐•– ๐•’ ๐•จ๐• ๐•Ÿ๐••๐•–๐•ฃ๐•—๐•ฆ๐• ๐•ฅ๐•š๐•ž๐•– ๐•ซ๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•–,
๐•Š๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•”๐•–๐•ฃ๐•๐•ช, ๐”ป๐•–๐•’๐••๐”พ๐• ๐••๐•จ๐•’๐•๐•œ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜

๐—ง๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜„๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ: 3 ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€
๐—ก๐—ฒ๐˜…๐˜ ๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฎ ๐—–๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ: ๐—ฉ๐—ผ๐—น๐˜‚๐—บ๐—ฒ 1 ๐—–๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ 2:
๐—ข๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฃ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด
๐——๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ก๐—ฒ๐˜…๐˜ ๐—–๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐—น๐—น ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฑ: ๐—จ๐—ป๐—ธ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ป
๐—ช๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ ๐—–๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜: 2351

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