#Good on Furina for demanding her pay

[moonilit]

They do look like three beggars

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

how many times do i have to teach you this lesson old man

Ya know what? What if I want to be thirsty on main? AS A MATTER OF FACT:

(Genshin Impact/GFL) Stripping their S/O's clothes off

Genshin: Arlecchino, Clorinde, Chiori, Furina, Rosaria, Shenhe Girls' Frontline: M4A1, M16A1, AK-12, AN-94, Springfield

NSF-W BELOW THE CUT!

I WILL BE THIRSTY ON MAIN

Arlecchino's sharp gaze doesn't flinch as she's slowly tearing off S/O's shirt, one of her darkened fingers trailing down to their chest.

Despite how much S/O is squirming and avoiding to meet her gaze, Arlecchino pays it no mind and continues to study their body.

It was enticing to her, knowing that S/O belonged to her, and nobody else.

Which meant that there was no problem with her getting to see S/O's body with no obstructions.

One of her hands grab's S/O's face and forces it to look at her while the other quickly yanked their waist forward, making S/O yelp in surprise.

(Arlecchino) "Keep your eyes on me, S/O. I want to see all your reactions perfectly."

Arlecchino had the faintest appearance of a smirk as the hand on S/O's waist slid down underneath their pants and removing it, watching S/O flush red.

(Arlecchino) "Hm, much better."

Clorinde takes care to not rip any of S/O's clothing, lifting their shirt off slowly as both their breathing gets heavier by the second.

She can't help but admire their chest, with one hand brushing across it and just gently squeezing it with her fingers.

Seeing S/O's face, they were bright red. Clorinde doubted that she was faring much better, but it didn't stop her.

With a nervous chuckle, she meets their eyes with a smile.

(Clorinde) "I do not think I've had much opportunity to say how beautiful you are."

To make things fair, she unbuttoned her own shirt and felt her chest bounce free, knowing S/O was staring right at them.

Now that she was matching them, she leaned in to kiss their neck, hearing S/O moan positively in response.

(Clorinde) "I will match the pace we're going...If you would allow me?"

Chiori had S/O standing as she was "measuring" them, despite the fact she was missing all of her tools inside the bedroom.

It was then S/O quickly realized what Chiori had in mind, as she hugged them from behind, deftly unbuttoning their shirt and hearing her hum.

(Chiori) "As good as you look with my clothes on, you look much better with nothing on, S/O."

Her voice had a teasing air to it as she promptly lifted their shirt above their head.

S/O's body twitched from her fingers rubbing themselves all over their stomach, but one firm hand pushing lower stopped them from moving.

(Chiori) "Ah, no moving until I say so. I'm still measuring after all."

She unzipped their pants before yanking it down, a small chuckle coming from Chiori as her hands moved up from their stomach to their chest, her breath hot on the back of their ears.

(Chiori) "Good, keep still like this."

Furina took a deep breath, mostly to steady her own nerves, before moving to slide S/O's jacket off.

(Furina) "...N-No, I don't need help! I can do this!" Probably...?

Every few seconds she hesitated to continue as the embarrassment building up within threatened to explode.

...There was also the heat she was deliberately avoiding to mention while finally working up the courage to take their shirt off.

Furina stared with her mouth agape before quickly shaking her head and closing her eyes, fists clenching.

(Furina) "D-DON'T TEASE ME, OKAY?! I'M TRYING MY BEST!"

(S/O) "...But I didn't say any-"

(Furina) "I demand silence! Just...give me a moment to compose myself!"

It took a full thirty minutes for her to remove both their clothing, and somehow that made her more flustered than the fact they were both naked.

Rosaria skips straight to the main course, no hesitation or waiting.

Immediately, she goes for their pants and yanks it off, throwing it behind her as it hits the bedroom walls.

And without warning, she bites the inside of S/O's thigh, making them moan as her hands keep S/O's waist locked in place.

(Rosaria) "Quit squirming, or I'll bite you harder. Then again, you'd probably like that."

Rosaria kisses each spot that she gives a hickey to, teasing S/O by touching them everywhere except the one place they were almost begging, making her smirk.

(Rosaria) "Maybe I'll listen if you strip for me first."

If they wanted her, Rosaria was going to make S/O work for it.

As much as she loved S/O, there was some bit of sadistic pleasure knowing that they went along with her demands solely because it was her, knowing they'd refuse anyone else.

And she was going to live that fact up to the fullest tonight.

Shenhe simply takes off all her clothing, setting it to the side neatly, and doing the same with S/O under a minute.

Then she...just sat there.

(Shenhe) "Our clothes are off now, S/O. Is there anything else you wish for me to do?"

It was a little awkward. Shenhe didn't really know how to be seductive or erotic.

Yet, it was her blunt way of just instantly getting them naked that made her all the more endearing, cutely tilting her head in confusion at S/O's flustered expression.

(Shenhe) "Your face is heating up. Are you feeling alright?"

It took S/O a few minutes to explain to Shenhe what they wanted to do with her.

In which she nodded, and complied.

(Shenhe) "Please relax, I will make you feel good."

M4 reverts to her demure self for a few seconds before quickly regaining composure.

She strips down herself to match S/O, feeling her own core heat up from doing so.

M4 laid S/O on their back before giving them a kiss, her hands sliding down to the sides of their waist, feeling a slight twitch as she did so.

She smiled gently, a quiet but pretty giggle escaping her lips.

(M4A1) "You're cute when you're like this, S/O."

Leaning down, she kissed them on the nose, both of them laughing as she situated herself on top.

(M4A1) "Please, let me repay your love and kindness tonight."

M16 was surprisingly not drunk as she took off her clothes and frantically doing the same with S/O's, her hands struggling to unbutton their shirt.

(M16A1) "Damn...stupid...!-"

Pouting a little when S/O helped her, she sat by their side, dumbly staring as her one visible eye not so subtly stared below their waist.

(M16A1) "...U-Uh, right. We should get that off too, huh?"

Her usual bravado and confidence is gone, not used to sharing such an intimate moment with someone she loved.

Nor did she even expect to have someone she loved this way to begin with.

(M16A1) "Don't make too much fun of me, alright...Can...you help me take off my skirt?"

Smugly humming to herself, 12 has no issues taking S/O's clothes off, even with her eyes literally closed.

(AK-12) "Mind if I take a peek, S/O?~"

Her glowing pink eyes opened and studied S/O's body with growing interest, nothing left to imagination anymore.

12's hands teasingly brushed up on S/O's thighs, before moving underneath their pants and feeling them freeze up.

(AK-12) "Mind taking these off for me? It's getting in the way."

She could've easily done it herself as she was sitting behind them, but 12 figured it'd be more fun to make S/O do it.

And she was right.

94 nods and helps S/O out of their clothes relatively easily.

Though she is confused on what to do next, she could tell how nervous S/O was.

(AN-94) "I'm afraid I'll need instruction for whatever is next...Kiss you? V-Very well."

She closes the distance between their bodies as her small frame leans into them, slowly shifting their clothes off the bed as she does so.

Personally, she wanted to move them into their proper places in the drawer, but she assumed S/O didn't really care about that right now.

If this made them happy however, it would make her happy.

(AN-94) "I will make sure we are both satisfied tonight. A-And...thank you for trusting me."

Springfield slowly takes off her own shirt, her large bust being freed and leaning into S/O.

(Springfield) "Let's get comfortable, dear."

She helps S/O's clothes off, all the while lovingly planting kisses on their neck, collarbone, anywhere skin revealed itself.

Sitting directly behind them, she didn't have a good view of what S/O looked like in the front with nothing on, but Springfield was going to change that.

Having them lean back onto her, she could now see everything perfectly fine as she let their clothes hang off the edge of their bedframe.

(Springfield) "You look beautiful as always...Do you mind if I enjoy myself tonight?"

[sucroseswife]

Seriously, don’t break the law

Wriothesley x gn! Reader [part 1]

Wriothesley with a reader who keeps breaking the law on accident, continuously getting multiple small sentences. Despite being a relatively good citizen, your run ins with Furina’s more obscure laws repeatedly lands you in the Fortress.

It started off small. Wriothesley didn’t pay much attention to your first arrival, as he receives many criminals every day. You were in for the small offense of naming your dog “furina”, thinking it would be cute.

He got a good laugh out of reading your trial record though. You had no attorney and no defense other than demanding why such a stupid rule was even in place (“it’s not even offensive!” You had cried to the court to no avail)

Poor Neuvillette said nothing, sentencing you to 2 nights at the fortress of meropide with a sigh

(He had found you later, offering a small apology and suggesting you read up on Fontaine’s… stranger laws to avoid such accidents again.)

During your two night stay, you only met the duke once—

You peaked your head into the infirmary, subtly trying to check if this was the right room. The cut on your hand throbbed with pain but you ignored it the best you could. Those machines were more dangerous than you thought. Inside were two figures, one significantly shorter than the other.

…was that a kid? You honestly couldn’t tell, but she looked no older than 11. Perhaps she was the child of that much taller figure who was- quite good looking, actually-

“Gonna stand there all day?” The good looking man asked, raising an eyebrow. Fuck.

“Sorry!” You said, rushing in. “Are you, uh… the nurse?”

Before he could respond, your attention was drawn to the smaller figure who swiftly took your hand, an expression of concern on her face.

“I am the head nurse, Sigewine. Please have a seat and I’ll start treatment right away!”

You couldn’t help but swoon over how cute the little melusine was, her professionalism contrasting her appearance. As she ran away to fetch some gauze, your eyes trailed back to mr. Tall Hot Man. He was observing you silently. When you met his gaze, he smiled in a wolfish manner.

“You’re y/n, I take it?”

You nodded. “And you are…?”

“Wrioth-” “He’s the Duke of the fortress of meropide, Wriothesley!” Sigewine butted in, beginning to clean your wounds. You paled. Had you really been thinking about your warden like a piece of meat? …maybe you were a criminal after all.

Wriothesley looked mildly annoyed at being outed as the Duke, but quickly let it go. His smile returned.

“I’ve read your file… seems you’re only with us for another day. We don’t usually see such short sentences around here.”

“Oh, yes… well I hardly committed a crime at all!” you said, anger and indignation returning to you once more.

“Hm…” he said, pretending to consider. “breaking the law is breaking the law, I’m afraid.” Wriothesley took great satisfaction n the way you spluttered, rushing to defend yourself.

“No really, what kind of laws are these?! Even the Iudex couldn’t explain— and the legal codex he gave me… ‘ketchup shall only be used as a condiment and not consumed by itself’? Are you serious?”

Wriothesley wanted to laugh at the image of the overworked Chief Justice having to enforce Furina’s questionable laws, but held back. Sigewine had finished her work, patting your hand gently.

“Y/n, please use this medicine to clean your wound twice a day. And don’t forget to change your bandages.”

You nodded. “Thank you, miss Sigewine. Am I all set then?”

She nodded happily. “Yep! Stay safe please!”

You smiled at Wriothesley, slightly sheepish after your outburst. “Sorry, please don’t extend my sentence for yelling.”

He didn’t look like he was going to extend anything, though. His expression was one of amusement and something else you couldn’t quite place. Before you could leave, he gently took your injured hand in his, inspecting the cleaned and covered wound. He made a small noise of disapproval before speaking.

“If you ever end up back here— which I hope will not happen… there’s no need for you to work at the production zone. Just find me and I’ll figure something out.”

You blushed slightly before nodding. “Alright”

Was that normal? Didn’t all prisoners have to work?

Well, it didn’t matter. Not like you were planning to get arrested again. You said your goodbyes to the very beautiful and generous duke before leaving the infirmary.

Sigewine immediately knew something was up. The girl is an expert in reading human emotions

From the moment you had stepped in, your eyes were practically glued to Wriothesley, and his glued to you

Not to mention how the duke’s demeanor had softened considerably as he continued talking to you… and his suggestion at the end?! She had never seen him offer anything like that before.

Yes, there was no doubt in Sigewine’s mind that his grace was more into you than he was letting on

It’s such a shame you would be released the next day, never to come back to the fortress again!

…or so she thought

Unfortunately for you, your bad luck with Fontaine’s law had only just begun.

Notes: I want him sooo bad omg. Ignore the fact that neuv would probably never sentence someone to meropide for a crime this small it’s for the plot ok

[definitelynotafurinasimp]

"Difficult to please"

"Focalors with a reader that can switch bodies"

Characters: Focalors x gn!reader

warnings: none

a/n: The obvious things right away: I've never written for Focalors before nor do we have much information about her yet, so I wrote her mostly from my gut feeling after seeing her in the Fountaine trailer.

Anyway, I love Furina as you might have guessed by me changing my theme for her. She's such a little gremlin and her design is so beautiful. I can't wait to see her and how she changes (well, hopefully somewhat to the better at least) in the story.

I’m going to use “Focalors” and “Furina” interchangeably, since I’m 99.99% sure they’re the same person, but hey, if Hoyoverse somehow pulls a huge twist on us and I get it wrong it would also be kinda funny.

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Focalors

To say that you were nothing more than a glorified babysitter for Fountaine’s Archon would have been a massive understatement. Once a young law student aspiring to one day become a judge, it didn’t take you long in your position as lawyer to attract the attention of your archon. Not in the “have a vision and beat up the bad guys” kind of way, however. Instead the weird clients you represented never failed to deliver her a somewhat entertaining spectacle, causing the Chief Justice to “volunteer” you as the Archon’s advisor… a role that, while sounding nice, de facto only had the responsibility of keeping her entertained enough to not sully any more court hearings than necessary with her cries of boredom.

When you found out about your powers to switch bodies, you knew better than to tell anyone other than your closest companions… especially Furina. While she got away with her attitude in her own body, you didn’t even want to fathom how many friends she’d be able to alienate or from how many shops she’d get you banned from if she did the same while running around in yours.

However, all of your hard work of keeping it a secret eventually turned out to be futile, as the Archon would eventually figure it out one way or another. After all, the reason she got so little done was not for a lack of ability, she simply didn’t care about most cases and delegated them to whatever judge crossed her path first, but when you began acting a bit stiff around her, the challenge of figuring the reason out was more than enough to keep her on your case.

If it weren’t for the fact that a small voice in your head worried about where to start a new life after having your entire image destroyed by the one currently occupying your body, you would have found the day in your Archon’s body amazing, you got to attend as many court cases as you wanted without anyone batting as much as an eye, got to have your first experiences as a judge and even didn’t have to pay for any of the most delicious food and drinks Fountaine got to offer. The stares you received from the other officials, probably wondering what could have happened for their notoriously difficult Archon to have such a good day, were a bit much at some times, but it was not like you were complaining.

“I want to change back!”, Focalors demanded the moment she stepped into her office, swinging the door behind her shut with as much force as she could muster and not even wincing in the slightest at how loud it was. Beelining towards the couch as she let herself fall onto it, letting out a groan of annoyance loud enough to make any bird sleeping outside fall out of its nest.

“Can’t handle being asked out all the time?”, you tried to crack a joke, knowing all too well that answering earnestly would only earn you a bored sigh.

“Ha!”, Furina let out a loud laugh before turning her face towards you. “Remind me to make you my court jester the next time we are in need of one”, she stated sarcastically before looking back at the ceiling. For your and Fountaine’s sakes however, you decided to disregard her order and to not to remind her of how she had just fired the last one for “being boring”.

“Aren’t you humans supposed to have interesting lives? What happened to ‘live every day like it's your last one’? Or is doing *this* what you all desire??”, she asked while extending her arms and wildly signaling into the air.

“What did you do all day?”, you asked, trying to sound as casual as possible even though your mind was starting to panic about what you might be greeted with tomorrow. But instead of answering your question, your Archon ignored you and continued to complain about how boring your life was, causing you to start worrying even more.

“I bet you loved this day, watching boring court cases, getting any food you desired for free, being asked for your opinion… eugh”, she let out yet another groan, making you wonder how easy it was for her to read you.

“Furina.”

“Anyway, I want my body back. So give it to me”, she continued to ignore you as she stated her earlier demand once again.

“What did you do while in my body, Furina?”, you asked one last time, grabbing both of her shoulders to force eye contact with her.

“You’ll probably have some explaining to do. I honestly want to see it all play out, it’s going to be the most entertainment I’ve had in months”, she answered off-handedly, causing you to bury your face in your palms as she continued on as if nothing happened.

“I’ll make you a judge as compensation, it’ll be a win-win. You’ll get to do what you always wanted to do and I may get one or two interesting hearings out of it”, Furina stated before pulling your hands away from your face and placing her forehead on yours, prompting the two of you to finally change bodies.

Yet, her offer caused you to feel even more conflicted than you already were. Finally, it was your time to let out a groan.

“That’s Nepotism.”

“I don’t care”, she responded bluntly, forcing you to use all your self control not to fall into the deep pit of hopelessness for your nation currently seeming to open in front of you. “Didn’t you want to become a judge?”

“Yes, but I want to earn it!”

What followed were a couple of seconds of silence before Furina turned around, walked over to a different couch, sat down, let out a long sigh and spoke a sentence so laced with irony that you didn’t know whether to cry or laugh at it.

“Fine. Geez, you’re so difficult to please.”

[scart-t]

I'm Kaveh

Early morning light bathed the beautiful mansion where Neuvillette and Furina were having breakfast. As Neuvillette made his way to the dining room, he found his mother on the phone.

“Fine then. I understand,” Furina said, ending the call. She saw her son enter the room and pouted at him.

“Did you have a good night's sleep?” Neuvillette asked as he sat down to the left of Furina, sipping on his water.

Furina ignored her son and just looked at him.

“I need to tell you something,” Neuvillette said.

“No need, that was Monsieur Quintin on the phone just now,” Furina cut him off.

“That means you know everything. I'm going to fire him,” he said.

“What? Says who?” she continued.

“Instead of the contracts being bid on, he signed people close to him,” he explained.

“Hmm, don't be hasty. Don't forget he achieved a lot for the company working under your predecessor,” she tried to defend.

“He built a house on land meant for a new factory, called in the employees for his personal affairs. He'll do it all over again if we don't do something about it,” Neuvillette argued.

Furina groaned as she wasn't looking forward to discussing work so early in the morning.

“You know, Monsieur Quintin's father, his name is Sebastian. He was an old friend of mine and a founding contributor of the company. You know what his dying wish was? That I take care of his son,” she reasoned.

“So fire him then. You can still take care of him personally,” Neuvillette insisted, sticking with his decision.

“Oh, come on. In that case, you're gonna do me a favor in return,” Furina sighed. Neuvillette looked at his mother, nodding.

“Go on the dates,” she said, and Neuvillette sighed.

“Mother, that's—”

“Enough with the excuses. Just do it,” Furina exclaimed.

“I'm breaking an old promise I made with a dead friend for you. It's the least you could do, so don't say no to me,” Furina demanded.

Neuvillette sighed, hearing what his mother said.

“Okay, fine. I'll go on the dates.”

As Furina celebrated with joy, Neuvillette couldn't shake the feeling that he might have made a bad decision.

“Oh, Archons, why'd I have to go and lose my temper?” she complained to herself as she sat on the bench in the company's resting area.

“Okay, wait a minute. It's 800,000, so from my monthly tiny pay, we subtract savings, then there's my workload, and then there's my spending money. After that, I barely have anything left,” she mumbled and groaned, frustrated.

“Where the hell am I going to get 800k? I am so stressed,” she said.

Once the break was over, she headed back to their office when Lyney came running.

“Hey, guys, have you heard? Huh! No one's heard. Am I the only one? Alright, guys, don't freak out, Monsieur Quintin got fired.”

“What?” Y/N said, surprised.

“Are you sure you heard that right? Doesn't he have a connection with the chairman?” Lynette said, looking at her brother.

“I heard President Neuvillette is as strict as they come. He was fired just like that,” Lyney said.

“Uh-huh, I know, right?” Lyney said. He looked at everyone's reaction and mumbled, “You guys don't seem so shocked, though.”

Just then, Y/N's phone rang, and she saw it was Kaveh.

“You're kidding me! So you ruined somebody else's special night, making a fool of yourself, and then doing something worse after?” Kaveh exclaimed, laughing loudly.

“Yeah, yeah, keep laughing. This is your fault, encouraging me with your crap,” Y/N said, grabbing a piece of chicken to eat.

Just as Kaveh was about to reply, Kaveh's phone rang.

[Incoming call: Biological Father]

Y/N grabbed the phone.

“Biological father? Anything wrong with you two again?” she asked Kaveh.

“Oh, always been that way. Anyway, why is he calling now? It's midday,” Kaveh said, munching on a piece of chicken and answering the phone after swallowing.

As they left the restaurant, Kaveh stumbled out of the place, angry and frustrated.

“Ha! How come they tell me about my blind date on the very day of the date?!” he exclaimed.

“That is weird. After that fake exorcism during your last blind date, I thought it was the end of it. People are still hitting you up, huh?” Y/N said.

“Yeah, it didn't work. Only a few people have heard the news,” Kaveh sighed and cursed as he walked back to work, screaming and cursing.

“Wait up!” Y/N tried to catch up to him.

“So who is it this time? Are they from Sumeru? Mondstadt?”

“I don't know. I didn't even bother asking. I already have too much on my plate,” Kaveh said.

“Isn't going on a blind date with a wealthy person more productive?” Y/N said as Kaveh looked at her incredulously.

“I mean, rather working overtime and aging.”

“Uh, no. I would never accept an arranged marriage. Destiny will lead me to my true love, and we'll get married.”

“You're so spoiled, talking about fate and all that,” Y/N said, patting his chest as they both laughed, and Kaveh put his hands on Y/N's shoulder.

“So, I was thinking I need your help, just like the last time,” he said.

“I told you I'd stop doing that once I got a job,” she said, pushing his hands away and walking away.

“This is the last time, I swear!” he said, trying to stop her. “All you have to do is pretend to be possessed, okay? This is the last one, okay? And that's it, no blind dates forever,” he tried to convince her.

Y/N thought about it as she recalled what happened last time, seeing as the guy ran away screaming after seeing Kaveh jump out of the bushes, scaring the lights out of him.

“See, you did a good job, and you liked it! Would you help me out on this one? Hmm?” Kaveh said.

“Forget it. Just do it yourself,” Y/N said, still not convinced, and walked away.

“Come on, you're an actress, and I'm not!” Kaveh said and started to act cute to convince his friend.

“No way. I don't like showing myself to people as somebody else,” Y/N said, still not convinced, even after Kaveh acted cute.

“And what if I pay you?” Kaveh said, making Y/N stop.

“What? You mean tonight at seven?” Neuvillette said, looking at Alhaitham.

“Yes, sir. At the coffee shop at the Imperial Hotel with Monsieur Kaveh from

 the Marine group,” Alhaitham confirmed.

“I have a full schedule today. Tell them I'm busy,” Neuvillette said, looking at some papers and proposals.

Alhaitham placed his phone on the table, showing a video from Furina.

“Neuvi sweetie, I don't want to hear you say anything about being too busy! Alhaitham, it's time to do your job. This is exactly why I pay you so much!”

The video ended, and Neuvillette slammed his papers on his desk.

“So, I did my job and made time for the date,” Alhaitham said, taking his phone.

“This is why I preferred working overseas,” Neuvillette mumbled.

“And also, I really hope that you find a suitable partner from the top ten candidates on the list,” Alhaitham said.

“And why is that?” Neuvillette said, raising his eyebrow.

“The number 11 is in Inazuma, and 17 is in Mondstadt. Do you really want to travel that far for a blind date?” he said as Neuvillette looked at him incredulously.

“What?”

“If not, you should get married quickly like the chairwoman wants, and I wouldn't have to stress out so much because of your schedule, and you won't have to waste any more time. I mean, not that I'm stressed out or something,” Alhaitham said, his eye twitching as he continued to talk. Neuvillette suddenly thought of a plan.

“Your right, that is a brilliant idea. Me getting married,” Neuvillette said, thinking about something, and suddenly Alhaitham had a bad feeling.

“Badass queen, that's the theme for Marine's beauty new look book,” Kaveh said as they entered a high-end clothing store.

"You may take your pick from here for the blind date," Kaveh said, stopping at some suits.

As they perused the shop for suitable attire, Kaveh assisted Y/N in finding clothes that would complement her character for the blind date. After exploring various options, they settled on a black two-piece designer dress and a white cardigan that enhanced the overall look. Y/N paired the outfit with black tights and ankle-high heeled boots, while Kaveh searched for the perfect wig. Once they had all the pieces, Kaveh skillfully applied Y/N's makeup and helped her don the wig.

At the Imperial Hotel, Y/N confidently walked in, turning heads as everyone admired her stunning appearance. Whispers circulated, with people assuming she must be a young heiress from a wealthy family. Y/N gracefully took her seat at the reserved table, eliciting more glances from curious onlookers. She patiently waited for her blind date to arrive, the anticipation building in the air.

"The play has begun; time to flex your acting chops, Y/N. No, wait, I'm Kaveh from now on. That's who I am, Kaveh."

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