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  1. "ngg" As a train whirs along the tracks above the crowded streets of Tokyo, a young woman stands with knees slightly bent and thighs pushed together, her expression one of mild discomfort. Rather slender in build, her height placed her somewhere below the height of the rest of the women and men in the train, her dark colored hair cut to her shoulders and pushed back from her face by a black hairband, her pointed features grimmaced as she gradually shifted her weight from foot to foot, the train ride dragging on and on from her limited perspective. It was a truly miserable experience. The train had been just crammed enough for her to have to stand, her arm raised to support herself with the handle looped around the steel support beam, leading her feet to ache and her body to feel sluggish and tired, as the ride into the city had taken a few hours now. Coupled with the fact that she had downed nearly 3 full cups of coffee this morning just to be awake early enough to arrive by midday and the fact that said coffee had been sitting in her lower extremities for a quite a while, and it made for quite the uncomfortable ride. Biting her lower lip, the girl's dark brown eyes scanned the scrolling screens overhead, huffing through her nose in relief as she saw the name of her stop scrolling first, indicating it was next. Shibuya, he final connecting stop before she would hop on a train to Sangen-Jaya, the closest station to what would be her new home in Setagaya. She could only hope that her station would let her off at least somewhat close to her destination, as she was loath the have to use a public bathroom, much less have to bother finding a convenient one in the sure-to-be cramped station and the less ideal shops shes was to come across. Garbed in a pair of slim-fitting dark blue jeans, and a black tunic dress, she had with her only a small amount of money to pay a shop for merchandise anyway, along with her quite masculine wallet, phone, and some change, so stopping someplace would be a last resort at best. Though the longer she reasoned against herself over stopping off someplace to relieve herself, the more it seemed like it might become a necessity. She found herself cursing the needlessly long train rides, as several lines were running slower than their usual pace to compensate for repairs needing to be done and for general public safety concerns as of late. Deciding it might be good to take her brain off the swelling pressure in her bladder, the girl looked down to her phone, nestled gently atop her palm and held in place by her three long fingers and her thumb, staring briefly at the reflection of her big brown eyes before lighting the screen up and scrolling to her recent messages, staring at the address and instructions she had been given. It was difficult to make out without her glasses on, but she was familiar enough with the app to navigate to her most recent message, and opening it allowed her to glance over the message that she had been periodically checking over the past couple hours of her full commute. The message itself was very simple, she was being instructed to travel into the city via train and arrive in Setagaya, where she would be presenting herself at the abode of one Nakayama, Ryusei. This is where she would be living for the next 365 days, under order of the court and her parole officer. While unfamiliar with the exact address, she had simply agreed to being told where to go without raising any concerns, not wanting to draw the process out any longer than she already had. While reflecting on her soon-to-be living situation, she found herself pondering exactly what this person was like. All she knew about him was that he was a man that was good friends with her father, though through what means she was not told. He owned, or rather owns a local laundromat, and was never married. This was not very comforting information to the girl, as the thought of living in a house previously occupied by one 30-something year old man made an uneasy shiver run up her spine. Surely there wasn't enough space for her? And the fact that the man had apparently volunteered in this endeavor filled her head with images of some rotund goblin of a man trying to peek in on her as she showered. Plus there was her...issue...to take into account. Shaking her head, she breathed a huff through her nose, forcing herself to dispel such thoughts. Surely the government would not force her into some cramped little space just in an effort to send her to a more-easily-monitored school. Besides that, there was nothing to be done about it. She had to simply play the cards she was dealt for now. And right now, she was being dealt a hand of sodden, yellowed, dripping cards. The vigourous head-shaking motion had sent light shivers down her body, and such agitated her bladder further, making her shuffle her feet, and bite her lower lip, fingers curling around the handle hanging above her head. [could this line go any slower?] After what felt like the better part of another hour, a pleasant sounding chime over the intercom and a gentle-sounding woman's voice announced that the train would be pulling into Shibuya shortly, and that all passengers should remain seated until the train has come to a full stop. Grateful to hear those liberating words, the girl quickly shuts the screen to her phone down, ignoring the slight flash of red she saw in her peripherals, and tucked the device away into her front left pocket, bouncing back and forth between both of her feet. In the short time she had actually been standing there for, she had kept the tingling sensation below her waist in the back of her mind, but now knowing that the train was going to be coming to a stop, she relented to the idea that she could not hold it for another hour long trip to Setagaya, and that she'd have to take a short walk into Shibuya to find someplace she could unload at. After about another five minutes for the train to actually pull in to the station, open its doors, and for the small grouping of people riding in from outside the city to pour from it's doors, the girl would be hurriedly rushing up the stairs with a slight blush to her cheeks, feeling the weight of her early-morning commute sloshing around beneath the constricting waistband of her pants. She cursed at herself for letting it get to be this dire of a situation, but couldn't focus on her self-deprivation for very long, lest her efforts to make it so some kind of toilet be wasted. She knew better than to try the station bathrooms. A large place like this, as packed as it appeared on the outside, was just the place to foster lines of young women, perfect traps for the desperate and bathroom-shy, both titles that applied to herself. Instead, her best bet was to head up to the surface, and try to find some small establishment she could perhaps purchase a package of candy or, luck forbidding, a soda in exchange for use of their bathrooms. And true to her instinct, on her way through the underground complex that her station-stop had been a part of, she was able to glimpse a set of bathrooms in the distance, the leftmost of which sporting a line of women reaching out into the complex proper. Stepping out into the city streets of Shibuya, the sun had fully risen and was now shining down onto the denizens with mild warmth of April, relenting in the downpour of rain it had given way too for the past three days. The city itself was a hub of bustling activity, groups of people in all manner of dress and manner rushing about to their respective destinations, threatening to sweep any unwitting tourist up in the flow of walking traffic. Luckily, our protagonist had a destination in mind, one containing a throne of shining porcelain and a sanctuary of privacy for her rather un-lady-like intentions. Unfortunately for her however, a cursory look at her surroundings after emerging onto the streets from the station below yielded nowhere she could stop in to relieve her waters, only further stations and a booth selling lottery tickets. At this moment, the girl felt a shudder run up her spine as her muscles lapsed in their control for a moment. She could feel herself about to lose a leak of urine into her underthings, only barely able to wrest control of her faculties back before she left a damp stain on the fabric. Flushing red in the face, she froze at the top of the stairs, her face scrunching up as she all but fully crossed her legs, her right thigh in front of the other and pressing back while most of her weight rested on her left leg, bouncing up and down the heel. Her fists clenched at her sides, she could only stand there and wait for nearly a full minute while she waited for the urge to start letting lose in her clothes passed over her. She now had no doubt in her mind that she wouldn't be able to hold it long enough to arrive at her destination. She needed to cross to Central Street and find somewhere, anywhere she could pop in and have a quick pit stop. As soon as she the wave of pressure pushing down from her abdomen retreating back within her, her confidence returning along with it, she began to move again, taking a hard right once then twice again and heading further into Shibuya, aiming to cross the busy intersection and over to the businesses on the otherside. She'd have to get over her public-toilet anxiety just this once... Standing there in the small crowd waiting to cross the street, it was difficult not to indulge in the sights. Being from a more rural area, she had never seen such tall buildings or such bustling avenues before. Certainly nothing tall enough to boast big screens or scrolling billboards like what surrounded her now. For a moment she truly looked like a tourist, gazing up at the buildings and at the cars bustling up and down the city streets as she stood there bouncing in place and dancing from foot to foot, doing so without thought as her body struggled to manage it's capacity. As the light turned from orange to green, the crowd started to walk, and the girl began stepping forward in a hurry, only to have to slow her gait as she nearly walked into the back of a taller man in front of her. Stepping to the side to move past him, she found herself having to dodge another person, then another, only to slow to a stop herself as she realized that all around her, people had stopped walking all together, in the middle of street. No...they hadn't stopped walking. They had frozen. People stood mid-gait in the middle of the cross walk. There was a young man in the crowd that sat perched on a bike, perfectly balanced despite not being in motion. Despite the throbbing in her bladder, the girl stopped dead, looking around at the city square, up at the scrolling billboards she had just been watching. Every single thing, even birds in the sky, had frozen dead in their tracks. Before she could even properly comprehend what had happened, the girl winced as she felt a splash of hot water against the back of her neck. Shivering, she squeezed her legs together and whirled around, her bladder shuddering at the liquid stimulation. Her eyes went wide as, perhaps 10 paces away, a humanoid shape was forming out of boiling hot water seemingly bubbling up out of thin air. It twisted up from the ground into a womanly shape well over 6 feet tall, the head sporting two empty almond-shaped spaces for eyes. Eyes that seemed to draw the girl's attention in, further in...until suddenly in her minds eye, she could see her own face reflected in it, the crystal blue water whipping around her face and eyes as she bore a confident smile. Gasping, her focus was suddenly returned to the world around her, as loud white noise filled her ears, and the crowd of people began to move around her once again. A cursory glance around would reveal that everything had returned to how it had been moments before, the crowd threatening to leave her standing dumbfounded in the center of the road. "what...what was...ah!" A shrill squeak came from the depths of the girl's throat as she felt a spurt of warmth spreading over her most sensitive areas, soaking into her panties and pressing against her tightly clenched muscles. The time to contemplate her odd experience would be later. Right now, she had to make it to a restroom before she did irreparable damage to her underwear. She started towards the other side of the road once again, having to stop and take a sharp intake of breath as the reckless and sudden move sent another leak dripping from her straining womanhood into her moistened smallclothes. Whimpering, she grabbed at the front hem of her tunic, taking a brief moment to cross her legs and bounce in place, before she had to start moving lest risk getting run over. She spurted twice again as she crossed the street, no doubt leaving a sizeble stain on her underwear that she could feel making the fabric stick to the bottom of her rear and soaking into the inside of her jeans. Finally having reached the sidewalk, she was afforded the opportunity to stop in place and clamp down on the leak, visibly tense and turning back and forth as she stood there with legs crossed, people moving around her and sparing her odd looks. Shy as she was, she couldn't afford to be bashful right now. The heat now nestled in the crotch of her bottoms only made her body desire to let loose even more, the dampness pressing against her womanhood in a most tantalizing way. It was a full minute before she could move again, and she knew now she couldn't afford to be picky about where she stopped. The Big Bang Burger on her right would have to do, she decided, as she quickened her pace to make it in the door. Thankfully, being the middle of the afternoon, it seemed that the business was lacking for business, so she could quickly make her way up to the register, meeting the face of a girl about her own age, done up in uniform and greeting her pleasantly. "Welcome to Big Bang Burger! How can we...help you...today?" The employee's speech slowed as she watched the girl in front of her, unable to stand still for even a moment, and with a hand tugging down at the front of her dress. "Hello...I...I'll order a small fry...and...could you perhaps point me to your bathrooms?" That seemed to clear things up, at least on the Employee's end. Giving a short nervous chuckle, she rang up the order with a quick pace, clearing her throat before she spoke again. "The restrooms are around the corner to your right...may I have a name for your order?" she asked, watching the girl produce a card from her wallet, dancing in place as she handed it over to pay. "nng...Mo...Moriuchi..." she murmurs simply, waiting only to get her card back before taking off for the restrooms, social etiquette be damned. Thankfully, there was no line or lock on the door to take care of, allowing her to rush right in, already lifting her dress and unbuttoning her jeans as she crossed the tile room, whimpering frantically all the way. Her body had seemed to sense how close relief was, and was now deigning it appropriate to begin a slight dribble to re-wet her already sodden underwear. Dancing on the spot as she opened the door to the first stall, slipped in, and locked it behind her, the words "no" and "not yet" passed her mouth several time as she made her way to the modern westernized toilet occupying the stall. Still bouncing and frantically dancing, the girl cursed under her breath as she wiggled her jeans down her legs, revealing a pair of rather wet looking pink panties, complete with sunflower print designs all over, and a dark patch that covered the gusset and partially up her rear end. Turning around, she tugged her undies down only to her thighs, the small trickling stream falling from her womanhood splattering freely against the seat for a moment before could position herself properly and fall to sit down, finally able to relax. A heavy sigh followed by several deep breaths came from Moriuchi-chan's throat as she finally began to release her pent up waters into the basin below, basking in the relief afforded to her by the fast food establishment. Bathing in the release, there was a short fifteen seconds where nothing entered her brain besides pure happiness at not having to face her new guardian with soaked pants. And that thought then lead the fact that she hadn't actually made it out dry. She had leaked in her underwear quite a bit, and had to inspect the damage. Scowling, she looked down to her clothes, breathing a disappointing sigh through her nose. Her underwear was wet, that was for sure, and it would be an uncomfortable and unsanitary train ride if she were to put them back on as is. Luckily her jeans only had a small wet patch on the bottom of the seat, and would be spared from sight by the length of her tunic, but still, it was far too close a call. Sitting there, she had to make a very embarrassing decision, puling off her sneakers, pants, and underwear in sequences, before pulling her pants back onto her legs up to her knees and putting her shoes on, holding her panties up for one final look, as she relented to the fact that she'd have to leave them behind, else risk smelling like pee and chaffing her legs the entire rest of the way to her new home. A shame too, these were one of her favorite pair... Finishing up after about 45 full seconds, the girl wraps her hand in toilet paper to clean herself and dab away the moisture left inside her jeans, before tugging them up, grimacing as the rough fabric fit snuggling around her bare rear end and more sensitive feminine areas. Flushing behind her, she cleared her throat once, peeking out into the bathroom from behind the stall door to confirm nobody else was in there. A simple maneuver was left. The trashcan, the sink to wash her hands, and the protagonist of our story left the bathroom to continue her trip, down one pair of panties, but with a delightfully conservative serving of french fries waiting for her. (So a while ago I attempted to start a persona-themed roleplay with some people and it never quite got off the ground. I put quite a bit of thought into what would have been my main character for it thought and I would hate for that to go to waste, so I decided I'd write this up. I suppose it also serves as something of an advertisement for my open-ness to do a Persona-themed Roleplay on the site, but I figured a fic would be a nice place to start. The other contributor to the brief RP was Keita123, who also does some fine work.)
  2. This suddenly poped in my head, and since I feel confident enough to share it I would do beore I change my mind, wich usually happens too often XD So, I guess some of you have played Shin Megami Tensei Persona, and based on that I was wondering wich kind of Persona would you have and wich arcana would it be. Note that I mean this in the P3 and P4 style, so you can be The Fool if you wanna XD Well, for myself I would choose The Death arcana and my Persona would be Persephone, beeing Pandora on her first form. Well, its just a random topic :p But I though it could be fun to think about XD
  3. Hello, been a little while... Here is a recent commission from another omorashi.org community member! I was given permission to share it here, and I do so as a big thank you to you all in this community, and all its administrators, operators and owners! EDIT - Yes I am open for commissions! TY for the inquiries thus far! ALT LINK: https://ibb.co/e5VMOQ
  4. (So I've been playing a lot of Persona 5 recently...Futaba is a character that appears relatively late in the game compared to the other party members, so this could be considered spoiler territory for anyone who wants to play the game blind. ) Purple brown eyes blinked lazily behind glass lenses, reflecting a computer screen consisting mostly of black and purple colors at the moment, watching a large virtual dragon explode into a mess of dark fire, the last of it's health diminished by a boosted attack from the party's gunman. With a sigh of relief, she glances over to the chat log in the lower right of the screen, her teammates praising each other on a job well done. There were even a few commending her on her well timed heals and buffs, though she couldn't muster the energy to reciprocate the praises, nor even respond to what she'd received. Her eyes slowly drifted up to the top left corner, where a global clock counted away next to an FPS counter and a ping counter. 4:00 it read. Great, she'd been up all night. With a yawn, blinking as she realized just how tired she was, she reached up and pulled her glasses from her face, setting them aside as she rubbed her eyes, logging out of the game and fumbling around for a minute for the power button on her monitor, before pushing it, leaving her room in total darkness, with only the fans in her tower making any noise to fill the silence. Letting her feet down so that she was actually seated in her chair and not curled up in it on her feet like she found much more comfortable, she turned it around and stood, stepping over her discarded clothes and various junk food wrappers and bottles in order to get over to her bed, flopping down like a dead fish to greet the soft and warm embrace of her blankets. She fell asleep almost immediately, stirring only occasionally during her sleep, pulling her legs up on the bed and turning over a couple times. Time continued to pass as she drifted through a world of her dreams, a world where she was reenacting the raid boss fight she had just completed in the virtual world. Armed with her deck of buffing cards and a staff of healing, she was tasked with keeping a party of nightmarishly low level newbies alive against Vyrimyr, The Dragon-God of Tainted Flame. It was a truly horrible experience, and more than one time she came close to getting her health wiped in an attempt to keep her party alive. They went through spell after spell, all the while Futaba downing every mana potion she had on her until she felt like she was ready to pop with how much liquid was inside her. But the dream came to a happy conclusion, as right when they were nearing defeat, she was able to draw an Evasion All spell that buffed her party's dodge percentage by a huge 25 percent. Not a single hit landed after that, and they were able to slay the dragon. While the details of what came after were a little fuzzy, she could experience a trip to the tavern to celebrate, downing tankard after tankard of sweet mead, draining away the gold they got from the boss loot chest... When she awoke, the room was dimly lit with orange light, filtering in through her blackout curtains that covered her window. She reached up to rub her eyes, and went to sit up, only to grimace and grunt with discomfort, laying back down and bringing her free hand between her legs to give herself a quick squeeze. Her bladder ached, and her abdomen felt swollen. She thought about it briefly and realized she hadn't taken the opportunity to go use the bathroom while Sojiro would have still been asleep. She just plopped right down in bed and passed out, the three energy drinks and two bottles of sports drink on her floor around her desk be damned... Rolling over with a wince, she glanced over to the clock at her bedside, only to be met with more bad news. 21:00. She had slept the entire day away from being up so late and being so spent after focusing on the raid. Sojiro would be home any minute. She had to get to the bathroom before he did! Swinging her legs over to the side of her bed, she couldn't hold back a short gasp of discomfort as she felt her body protest such movement, squeezing herself through her shorts once more to try and get to a point where she could get to the bathroom without worry of pain or worse... After the brief throb had subsided, she pushed herself to her feet, keeping her thighs together as she shuffled towards the door, one hand still loosely holding on to her crotch while the other reached out for the door handle. Though it seemed the cruel nature of fate had other plans. In the silence, she briefly heard a click, and then the creak of the front door opening. "Shoot!" She curses under her breath, backing away from the door and blushing as she listened to the footsteps moving through the ground floor of the house. She had missed her chance, and now she'd have to wait until he went to bed...hopefully he'd call it an early night. Now that she had been up and moving, the dull, numb ache in her lower belly had turned into a tingling, twinging feeling that permeated through her lower extremities. With a quiet groan under her breath, she turned and leaned against the door, one hand grabbing the waistband of her short shorts and tugging it down merely so it would have something to be occupied with while her hips shimmied back and forth, her thighs rubbing together as she breathed in deep, trying to calm herself. She could hold it...it would only be a few hours before Sojiro went to sleep, and then she'd be able to slink to the bathroom unnoticed. As embarrassing as it was, she had no desire to be seen, especially not dancing her way to the bathroom, wide awake in the middle of the night... Letting her shorts snap back up into place as she let go of them, she shuffled over to her desk chair and sat down, tucking one let underneath her and pressing her heel into her crotch, while the other bent curled up and rested with knee pointed up and foot barely hanging on to the edge of the seat. It felt much better to be sitting down, especially with her heel under her, but she could still feel her body pressing her with a strong desire to go to the bathroom. She turned her monitor on and set her glasses back on her face... What was only meant to be three hours or so felt like a lifetime. Futaba had decided to occupy her thoughts by playing another MMO, one she was trying out to see if she was willing to pay the subscription for...but she quickly switched away after realizing that the entirety of the tutorial area was a city overlooking the ocean. She then got out her plug-in controller and booted up Very Last Make Believe 15, but she decided not to play that either when she realized that she was just about to begin the Watersnake Fight. Swallowing nervously, she shut it down and brought up Twilight Spirits 2...but that game's hub town was a port. "You've gotta be kidding me!" She whines under her breath, bouncing up and down on her heel just a little, reaching up to tug at her collar as the mix of nervousness, desperation, and the heat coming off her computer were beginning to make a light sweat form on her skin, and that was making her question whether the dampness in the crotch of her shorts was simply from the heat of her skin making sweat soak into the fabric or if some time during that experiment she had accidentally let a little loose...she didn't particularly want to know the answer either. "Fine...news...how about news...?" she huffed, tucking her controller away and bringing up her favorite site for local news stories. Hopefully there would be something more on these supposed Phantom Thieves....stealing the heart of some sleazeball gym teacher...what a crock...but an interesting crock none the less. What she found was footage of a block party that had occurred that day a few blocks away from where they lived, where some kids popped a hydrant and fought with super soakers during their parent's cookout, costing no small amount in water. "Oh come on!" she whispered harshly, blushing, and then gasping. There was no mistaking that. She felt her muscles loose for just a brief moment as she was assaulted with the visuals of rushing water and squirting water guns. A small little leak spurted from her nether regions,soaking into her shorts and, being as thin as they were, dribbling through onto her heel and down towards her toes. Doubling over a bit, leaning on her desk, she grit her teeth and squeezed as hard as she could down there, letting out a short breath when her strength ran out. Luckily, no more came, but it was enough to provide warning. She needed to stop tempting fate and just go. Getting to her feet, she pushed one hand down her pants and held herself skin-to-skin, blushing and whimpering under her breath about the gross warm damp feeling her fingers were met with. Shuffling towards the door with a hand down her shorts, she reached out...and stopped. She couldn't go out...not like this...Something inside of her wouldn't let her leave. She had to stay in here...no matter how bad she had to pee... she couldn't be seen. "Ugh! Dammit..." she mutters, backing up. She stood for a moment, in the center of her messy room, hand down her pants holding herself and bouncing on the spot, trying to think of an idea...maybe she could pee in a bottle? Boys did it all the time didn't they? And she had played a visual novel recently where the girl had to go to the bathroom on a road trip so she was able to use a bottle by tugging and positioning the right way...but she didn't have any experience doing any of that.... But she winced, shuddering and letting out a shaky breath as she felt her body try and get her to let go again, her lower muscles not at all very strong, and not pleaed to be holding back this much liquid. She didn't have a choice... returning to her desk chair as quickly but as safely as she could, she sat back down and grabbed a large sports drink bottle from behind her monitor, empty save for the small bit of light blue liquid still collected at the bottom. It was by far the bottle with the widest neck and the highest capacity for liquid, so it would be her easy mode for peeing into a bottle. Unscrewing the cap with one hand, she reached down and pushed her shorts down just to about her mid thigh with the other, revealing her virgin flower beneath a natural fuzz of pubic hair, orange to match the long hair she currently had. Scooting forward to the edge of the seat, she swallowed and gingerly spread her legs just a bit, whining and bouncing a little in her seat, squirming as her body let her know what it thought of her spreading her legs like that. With little time to spare, she grabbed the bottle and pushed it up against her lower lips, shivering at the sensation, and doing her best to adjust herself to where she thought it would be possible to catch it all... Shutting her eyes, she leaned back against the back of her desk chair, letting her shoulders slump down. She let out a sigh as she let go... Nothing went right. Pale golden nectar clung to the side of the bottle at first, trickling down to mix with what was left off the sports drink, but the minute she thought she would shift her hips to get a more comfortable sitting position while she did her business, everything went awry. Her urine began to spray off the rim of the bottle's opening, dripping down the outside over her fingers and running down to the edge of her chair below her, only some now getting collected int he bottle. Panicking, the girl straightened up, leaning forward and bouncing herself further towards the edge, hoping she might just hover off the chair and let her pee trickle down into the bottle from beneath her, but instead, her desk chair, which was on wheels, slipped backwards from the movement, and with a quiet yelp, Futaba fell to the floor with a thud, landing on a discarded pink t shirt and a pair of black panties with the space invaders on the butt in bright green. Her face hot and red, eyes watery now that she was on the floor, she tried briefly to reel her stream back, but gave up when it became apparent her body had no intentions of stopping. She was peeing on the floor, a puddle spreading through the carpet around her once her already dirty clothes failed to hold it all, her shorts dampened in the rear and crotch. She went for what felt like 45 seconds before finishing, reaching up and rubbing her eyes beneath her glasses as she pushed herself to her feet, the chill of air hitting her wet cheeks getting to her immediately. Dropping the bottle on the ground, she pulled her shorts back up, grimacing as the damp crotch and seat touched her skin, soaking up what urine still clung to her. She looked at the ground and surveyed the damage. A dark spot on the floor spread around where she was seated, and her shirt and panties would have to be thoroughly washed before they could ever be used again... The girl sighed once more, rubbing her eyes and plopping back down in her desk chair. Seems she would have something else to do now whenever Sojiro decided to go to bed...
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