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| '''Scene 1: Office Pantry'''
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| Beep! The alarm you set for 4:30 in the afternoon goes off.
| | |story1Summary=At Themis Law Firm, the Main Character prepares to attend a business reception as Artem's partner. Kiki corners her and begs her to get an autograph from Kanon Clark, her idol, if she gets a chance. Meanwhile, Celestine teases Artem, implying the MC could easily fall for Kanon at the party. Before the reception, Artem warns the MC not to let herself be pressured to drink with anyone. |
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| You turn off the alarm and save the documents on your computer. Makeup kit in hand, you head over to the pantry.
| | |story2Summary=At the reception, Artem is pulled aside by an old client, giving the MC a chance to talk to Kanon, who recognizes her from recent news coverage and approaches her for advice to portray an upcoming attorney character he's playing. The MC recounts a story in which Artem successfully defended a client against "ironclad evidence," and Kanon compliments the MC's courtroom footage, saying she's much closer to Artem's skill than she thinks. Artem, watching from across the room, misinterprets the MC's happy responses to Kanon. |
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| Tonight, there is a business reception hosted by one of Stellis' famous luxury brands: Resonantia.
| | |story3Summary=Kanon agrees to sign an autograph and record a video for Kiki, then suggests future legal cooperation. The MC agrees to bring the subject up with Artem; Kanon thanks her and suggests a toast. Artem intervenes, accepting the drink in her place, becoming too inebriated to get home under his own power by the end of the reception. Sensing his poor mood, the MC tries to cheer Artem up, but everything is misinterpreted, from her enthusiasm at possibly landing Kanon as a client for Themis to her happiness at Kiki's enthusiasm for Kanon's video. |
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| Artem handled one of their contract disputes. So, he was invited. | | |story4Summary=The MC helps Artem up to his apartment and guides him to his sofa to rest, but he grows agitated when she tries to leave, cornering her and chastising her naivety in trusting Kanon, an actor, so easily. She shoves him away, reprimands his condescension, and leaves to let him sober up. |
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| Artem invited you to be his partner for this event. | | |story5Summary=Realizing she still has Artem's keys in her pocket, the MC returns to his apartment. When she finds him asleep on the floor, she wakes him up to check on him; he responds by pulling her down to him, apologizing for his outburst, and begging her not to leave him. She realizes the misunderstanding that's happened and reassures him that she has no plans to quit being his partner, admitting the happy conversations had all been about him in hopes he'll forget in the morning. |
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (I should learn better makeup techniques...)
| | |story6Summary=Kiki rejoices upon receiving Kanon's autograph, then questions the dark circles under the MC's eyes. Artem asks the MC to come to his office and calmly offers to help the MC draft the contract for legal services for Kanon as if nothing unusual had happened. When she leaves, he reflects on his memory of the previous night, unsure how to admit he remembered it. |
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (Oh well, I'll just put on a base for today, least I make myself look like a fool...) | | |storyLocations= |
| | {{Background location|name=Pantry|location=Themis Law Firm|image=Themis Law Firm - Pantry (Day).png}} |
| | {{Background location|name=Artem's Office|location=Themis Law Firm|image=Themis Law Firm - Artem's Office (Day).png}} |
| | {{Background location|name=Parking Lot|location=Resonantia Reception Venue|image=Misc Locations - Parking Lot.png}} |
| | {{Background location|name=Business Reception|location=Resonantia Reception Venue|image=Misc Location - High-end Event.png}} |
| | {{Background location|name=Taxi|location=Misc|image=Misc Location - Car Backseat (Night).png}} |
| | {{Background location|name=Artem's Living Room|location=Artem's Residence|image=Artem's Residence - Downstairs (Night).png}} |
| | {{Background location|name=Artem's Residence 1F|location=Artem's Residence|image=Stellis - City Street (Night).png}} |
| | {{Background location|name=Law Firm|location=Themis Law Firm|image=Themis Law Firm - Office (Day).png}} |
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| As you prepare to apply your makeup, the doors to the pantry open...
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| | {{Character|name=Artem Wing|image=Artem character icon 1.png}} |
| | {{Character|name=Artem Wing|image=Artem character icon 4.png}} |
| | {{Character|name=Kiki Bennet|image=Kiki Bennet character icon.png}} |
| | {{Character|name=Celestine Taylor|image=Celestine Taylor character icon.png}} |
| | {{Character|name=Kanon Clark|image=Passerby M1 character icon.png}} |
| | {{Character|name=Prosecutor|image=Prosecutor character icon.png|nolink=true}} |
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| After scanning the pantry, Kiki heads straight over to you.
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| '''[[Kiki Bennet]]:''' (Name), are you going to Resonantia's reception tonight with Artem?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Yeah?
| | {{SL|Artem|It's me. Did you see my email?}} |
| | | {{SL|Artem|We need to attend the Stellis Wine Association's business reception this Saturday at 20:00.}} |
| Kiki grasps your hand firmly. You can see a tingle in her eyes.
| | {{SL|Artem|What's wrong? Is... there a problem?}} |
| | | {{SL|Artem|Correct. The reception has a wine-tasting event, but visitors are not required to participate.}} |
| '''[[Kiki Bennet]]:''' Please! I have only one wish in my life! | | {{SL|Artem|You want to attend to learn how to evaluate wines? Then...}} |
| | | {{SL|Artem|There won't be any issues with time, and it won't affect our work.}} |
| '''[[Kiki Bennet]]:''' Please help me if you can!
| | {{SL|Artem|I'm just a little worried. Wine has low alcohol content, but...}} |
| | | {{SL|Artem|Do you have a high alcohol tolerance?}} |
| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' What is it?
| | {{SL|Artem|Even if you do, you still need to maintain awareness.}} |
| | | {{SL|Artem|I'm not saying you shouldn't go. I'm saying that I'll go with you.}} |
| '''[[Kiki Bennet]]:''' At the business reception, my idol will be there as the spokesperson for the luxury brand.
| | {{SL|Artem|Hm? My alcohol tolerance? Ahem... I don't often drink, so it is fairly low.}} |
| | | {{SL|Artem|One, I rarely attend social functions that mandate drinking. And two, I don't generally drink unless it is a special occasion.}} |
| '''[[Kiki Bennet]]:''' If you meet him, can you help me get his autograph...
| | {{SL|Artem|I don't plan on drinking at the wine tasting. I'll... accompany you and listen to the discussion.}} |
| | | {{SL|Artem|It is never boring with you. I'll pick you up. See you this weekend.}} |
| Without waiting for your reply, Kiki tries to explain.
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| '''[[Kiki Bennet]]:''' I'm not forcing you or anything. Just try if you get the opportunity...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Okay, I'll try. But no promises.
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| Kiki throws you a bear hug before you finish.
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| '''[[Kiki Bennet]]:''' I know, I know! Thank you very much! (Name), you're an angel sent by God!
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| '''Scene 2: Artem's Office'''
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| At the same time.
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor]]:''' Hey, are you really going to bring (Name) to the business reception?
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Yes. What about it?
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor]]:''' The reception invited not only associates, but also movie stars. | |
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor]]:''' I remember the spokesperson, someone by the name of [[Kanon Clark|Kanon]], will also be attending.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You follow entertainment news? | |
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor]]:''' Of course not. | |
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor]]:''' He's in a TV show that's been popular lately. Something to do with office romance?
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor]]:''' Every girl in the office has been following it. They talk about it every day. That's why I remember.
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor]]:''' I heard that Kanon has been deemed "the best senior to have in the office."
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| With no intention of stopping, Celestine looks at Artem.
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor]]:''' Aren't you afraid she'll...?
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I don't think she will be attracted to a TV show character like that.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Besides, TV shows are just acting. Real life is different.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' The basis for a relationship is built on mutual trust and understanding.
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor]]:''' What you're referring is "love will come in time," but don't forget that there's also "love at first sight."
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor]]:''' Wait... what did you say before? A TV show character like that?
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| '''[[Celestine Taylor]]:''' How would you know which character? Did you watch the TV show?
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| Artem coughs lightly and adjusts his suit.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' It's time. Let's go.
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| '''Scene 3: Parking Lot'''
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| As the reception draws near, Artem picks you up and drives over to the reception venue.
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| This is the first time being out in public as Artem's partner. You're understandably nervous.
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| You close your eyes and take a few deep breaths. At that moment, you can hear Artem's voice beside you.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' There's something I need to tell you.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Hmm?
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' There are many unique characters at the reception.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' If someone keeps pushing you to drink, ignore them and come find me.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' The guests at the reception are all big shots in their industry. It would be rude of me to directly reject them...
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| You are hesitant. Even though you lack the experience for these types of events, you don't think that's a very good idea.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I'm not representing just myself at the reception, but also Themis.
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| As his partner, I'm also kind of representing Artem...
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| If someone denounces your behavior, it might have adverse effects on Artem.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Besides, there might be potential new clients here...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I don't need to rely on these social events to get new clients. Same goes for Themis.
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| Sensing your uneasiness, he smiles gently.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Just be yourself.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I chose you as my partner. Your professionalism will be able to persuade anyone.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Trust in yourself. Trust in me.
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| His tone is calm yet cool, gentle yet firm.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' ... I understand.
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| '''Scene 1: Business Reception'''
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| Although Artem has reassured you, you still feel nervous once you walk into the reception.
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| While looking around at the luxury and elegance, you spot an eye-catching person among the perfumed clothes and gorgeous hair.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (Isn't that... Kanon?)
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| You remember Kiki's bidding and take out the photo she gave you of him to confirm.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' It really is Kanon!
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| You can't help but exclaim and Artem turns to look at you.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Hmm? Someone you know?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Ah... no. I was just surprised because there are movie stars here.
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| Artem follows your line of vision. Seeing Kanon, he frowns slightly.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' ...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Looking at him now, he's...
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| Meeting Artem's deep gaze, you bite your tongue.
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| He was staring at you with an expression so odd... that you struggle to find the right words to describe it.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You... follow him?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Not really, but his TV show is popular lately.
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| Artem doesn't say anything, but looks down at the photo in your hands.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (Oh crap, will he think that I agreed to come only because of the movie stars?)
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| You panic and stuff Kanon's picture back inside your bag.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Um... I won't let it affect my work!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' This... this photo...um...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' ...
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| Before you can finish, a Resonantia executive comes over and asks Artem about the aftermath of a prior contract dispute.
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| Artem had handled this case alone before he asked you to be his partner on the case.
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| Thinking your presence could interfere with their conversation, you take this opportunity to slip away.
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| On the other side of the reception, Kanon is exchanging words with a few people.
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| You immediately think back to Kiki's "only wish in her life." But...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' He's talking with big shots...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' As a small-time attorney, what can I even hope to talk about...
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| As you're contemplating how to approach Kanon, he actually walks over to you.
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' Hello, are you Ms. (Name)?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Yes. Hello. Do you... know me?
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' Of course, didn't you represent [[Marius von Hagen]] from the Pax group?
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' I saw the news headline. I also saw the courtroom footage. It was exciting!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' You flatter me.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I didn't think that you would pay attention to legal issues.
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' Haha, well... only just recently.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Oh?
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| Smiling, Kanon uses this opportunity to explore the topic with you.
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| His next role is an attorney. To prepare for the role, Kanon has been observing the daily life of an attorney.
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| Though he's seen a lot courtroom footage, he still wants to talk with a real attorney to clarify some things.
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' The success of this TV show can be attributed to the director and the character setting. Not me...
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' I didn't receive professional training, so I'm still lacking. I have to prepare harder for my role...
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| As he talks, he exudes the aura of youthful determination and manliness.
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| It is hard for anyone not to like him with the way he pursues his dreams.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (No wonder Kiki is a fan of his...)
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' Ms. (Name), can I trouble you to explain debate techniques in the courtroom?
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| You were just about to ask him for a signature. Hearing his request, you agree.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Of course!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' There is a common saying, "facts speak louder than words." In the eyes of the law, "facts benefit from words."
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' You will often achieve better results with sound litigation strategy and argumentative skills.
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' Is that so? What about cases where there is ironclad evidence or absolutely none?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' That's when the cross-examination comes into play!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' The relevance, authenticity, legality, and degree of proof for every evidence needs to be debated.
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| '''Flashback - Trial'''
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| Artem had once encountered a case with "ironclad evidence."
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| The defendant was sentenced to twenty years in prison for murder.
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| Ten years ago, he escaped from prison and was captured when he went to visit his sickly mother.
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| '''Prosecutor:''' The prosecutor affirms that there is sufficient evidence to prove that the defendant's action is a crime of escape.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' One cannot deny that the defendant did indeed escape from prison, which constitutes a crime of escape.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' But, I have a question for the prosecutor. What legal interests were violated by the crime of escape?
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| '''Prosecutor:''' The crime of escape infringes on the normal order of justice.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' That is correct.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' The defendant's crime of escape did not infringe on that normal order of justice because it was wrong.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' The manslaughter conviction from twenty years ago was a wrongful conviction!
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| '''Prosecutor:''' Counsel, I must remind you that the chain of evidence was complete. The witness and testimony...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' The problem is the witness!
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' At 10PM on Feb. 18th, the witness claimed he saw the defendant push the victim over the bridge.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' He insisted that the moonlight was bright enough for him to witness the murder clearly.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' However, the moonlight couldn't be bright enough on the night of Feb. 18th.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' On that night, the moon was positioned west in the night sky, meaning that it was shining east.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' If the defendant had pushed the victim from the east bridge, it would have been too dark to even see his face.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' So, what source of light was present for the witness to see the defendant's face from twenty meters away?
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| With that as the opening, Artem began a step-by-step cross-examination of each piece of evidence.
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| '''Present'''
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' A-Amazing! He was able to overturn the witness' testimony!
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' But... even though it was a wrongful conviction, reversing it would be difficult, right?
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' Even though I don't understand the law, people tend to not admit to their own faults...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Well...
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| Artem's statement of defense was something that you, as an attorney and as his partner, was proud of.
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| '''Flashback - Trial'''
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' The evidence chain proposed by the prosecution cannot form a complete proof system.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' The defendant's murder of the victim cannot be proved. Therefore, his murder conviction was wrongful.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Because it was a wrongful conviction, how could he commit a crime of escape?
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Thus, the defendant's escape from prison does not constitute a crime of escape.
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| Heated discussions broke out from the public gallery.
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| Artem looked to the tribunal. His voice boomed over the discussions in the background.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Criminal law exists not only to punish crimes, but also to protect human rights.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Criminal law must protect the state and criminals from each other. The same goes for prosecutors and citizens.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Without such procedural justice, the resulting justice would be like water without a source.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' In the end, the law would have no dignity left.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' The defense requests the court to uphold the spirit of seeking truth from facts and judge based on evidence.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' With facts as evidence and the law as the criterion, the verdict is that he is not guilty.
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| Composed and methodical are two words that you would use to describe Artem's art of debating.
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| '''Present'''
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' So that's how it is! No wonder I felt like your courtroom footage was a little familiar when I watched it...
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' When you were describing Mr. Wing just now, I realized your debating styles are very similar!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Eh?
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| It's true that you secretly copy Artem's debate techniques and styles in the courtroom. But...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I... still have much to learn.
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' No. It's similar. Your styles are much more similar than you think.
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' Especially when you just now mentioned the emotion control and pseudo-implicit language techniques...
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| Kanon, using the courtroom footage, points out the similarities between you and Artem.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' ...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (Is this what it seems like from a bystander's point of view?)
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| You can't help but search for Artem in the crowd.
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| He's still talking with the Resonantia executive, his face calm and composed the entire time.
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| Suddenly, he appears to have sensed something and looks your way.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' !!!
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| You panic and turn around. Kanon doesn't notice your attention is elsewhere and continues to speak frankly.
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' Speaking of which, you are Mr. Wing's partner, right? You two are quite the match...
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| Elsewhere at the reception, Artem is still answering the Resonantia executive's questions. However, his gaze constantly wanders behind the executive.
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| Over there, a girl is talking happily with Kanon, as if they were old friends.
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| The girl occasionally turns to look at him, but quickly returns to her conversation.
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| In that instant, a vivid smile appears on her face.
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| Her cheeks are flush and her eyes are glowing, as if she had heard something that made her happy.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' ...
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| Artem looks away and subconsciously clenches his fist.
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| '''Scene 1: Business Reception'''
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| After explaining the debating techniques to Kanon, he thanks you.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Of course, it was my pleasure.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Mr. Kanon, if I could trouble you with a favor? You see, my friend is a fan of yours...
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| You explain the situation to Kanon and he happily agrees.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Thank you very much!
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' I should be the one thanking you. I learned a lot from our conversation just now.
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' I didn't think that your colleague would be a fan of mine since my rookie days in this industry.
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' Right! How about I record a video for her too? Can you help me?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Sure!
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| (Hehe, Kiki will be thrilled!)
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| As you take out your phone, you can imagine Kiki's face as she watches this personalized video.
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| Kanon waves his hand joyfully at the camera and thanks Kiki for her continued support.
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| After recording the video, he seemingly remembers something.
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' Ms. (Name), I've been thinking of building a personal studio.
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' If possible, would you like to be my legal consultant?
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| Great! He might be a possible client!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Thank you for your trust. I will consult with Mr. Wing about this.
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' Thank you. Well then, in celebration of our future cooperation, and as thanks for your help earlier, I propose a toast.
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| Kanon waves his hand and a waiter brings over two champagne glasses.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Well...
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| '''Flashback'''
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' There's something I need to tell you.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' There are many unique characters at the reception.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' If someone keeps pushing you to drink, ignore them and come find me.
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| '''Present'''
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| You watch as Kanon hands you the champagne glass. Thinking back to what Artem said, you hesitate.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (I promised Artem... I should reject him...)
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' Ms. (Name)?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Um... Mr. Kanon, l...
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| Before you can finish, a hand comes up from behind you and forcefully grasps your wrist.
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| You look back, only to see Artem.
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| He walks to your side, calmly separating you and Kanon.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Kanon?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem?
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| '''[[Kanon Clark]]:''' So you're Mr. Wing! I've heard so much about you! It's great to finally meet you in person!
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| Kanon reaches out his hand, offering a handshake to Artem.
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| Artem calmly looks at Kanon before accepting his handshake ceremoniously.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' It's very kind of you, Kanon. However, my partner doesn't know how to drink, so I will drink in her place.
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| Startled, you watch as Artem takes the champagne glass from your hand. He toasts Kanon, then drinks it.
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| The conversation with Kanon ends shortly after Artem's arrival.
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| For the remainder of the reception, Artem never leaves your side.
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| Perhaps because of his demeanor, nobody else came over to toast us. It was all polite business conversations.
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| '''Scene 2: Taxi'''
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| Soon, the reception ends. Because Artem drank quite a bit, you call a taxi for him.
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| After getting into the car, Artem mutters something about sending you home first.
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| He leans back against the car seat, his blue eyes reflecting the darkness of the night.
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| The constant neon lights passing by shines on his face, but his expression is cold.
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| Somehow, you feel as though he's in a bad mood.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (Maybe he's just tired? Did the executive ask him too many questions?)
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (If I tell him about Kanon, will he be happy?)
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| Of course he will, it is a big client after all!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem, l was talking to Kanon earlier, and...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' He's building a personal studio. He wants to hire me as the legal consultant for his studio.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' ...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You want to work for him?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Yes. Civil and commercial law is my expertise, and...
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| You were about to say that Kiki could come help you, but Artem interrupts you.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' ... Sorry, I need to rest. We can talk about this tomorrow.
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| Artem closes his eyes, resting tiredly against the seat. Seeing him like this, you bite back your words.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Oh, okay.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (He must be really tired...)
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| To avoid disturbing him, you take out your phone to turn it on silent mode.
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| At that moment, you see Kiki's message on your phone. She sent you one of emoticons with wistful eyes.
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| You smile and send her the video Kanon recorded.
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| Kiki becomes thrilled and starts spamming your conversation. Countless Kanon emoticons fill your screen.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (Haha, she's so happy. She's definitely not getting any sleep tonight!)
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (But I didn't know that Kanon made so many emoticons.)
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| You scroll through the emoticons on your screen. Infected by Kiki's happiness, you can't help but smile.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Ugh...!
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| Covering your phone with his hand, Artem growls at you with a terrible frown.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem...?
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| Artem tries to say something but collapses onto you. You barely hold him up by the shoulders.
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| Artem passes out on your shoulder. You can smell the alcohol in his rapid breaths.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem, are you drunk?
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| You quickly tell the taxi driver to turn around and head straight to Artem's home.
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| {{tab/header|Story 4}}
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| Artem is still passed out when the taxi arrives at his home.
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| Good thing you remember the floor and number of his apartment.
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| '''Scene 1: Artem's Living Room'''
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Whew... Artem, you're home...
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| You lie Artem down on the sofa.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem, how are you feeling?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' You rest on the sofa for a bit. After you feel better, you can wash up and then go sleep in the bedroom, okay?
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| Although you're worried about Artem, it's getting late and it wouldn't be appropriate for you to stay.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Yea...
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| You had a hard time carrying Artem upstairs. The tight suit on Artem's body became wrinkled in the process.
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| He remains in the same position that you left him in on the sofa. He probably doesn't have energy to move.
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| Still flushed from the alcohol, his hair clings messily to his forehead, covering his handsome eyebrows.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Water...
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| Artem reaches clumsily for something on the table in front of the sofa, knocking over some decorations.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I'll get it!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Rest here. I'll make some honey water for you!
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| For now, you temporarily give up on the idea of leaving and make some honey water for Artem.
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| You gently lift Artem's head so he can take sips of the water.
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| The water reflects off his pale lips, making them appear softer.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' ...
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| As you stare at his lips, your heart skips a beat for some reason, causing you to look away.
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| At that same moment, Artem wakes up. He seems agitated as he tries to remove his tie.
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| But he can't get the tie loose, which makes him even more agitated.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem? Is the tie uncomfortable?
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| He mutters "yeah" under his breath, then begins taking off his jacket.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Off...
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| You help Artem take off the suit jacket, then start removing his tie.
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| After a minute...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (How do I remove this tie...?)
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| You look helplessly at the tie. For fear of hurting Artem, you don't want to exert too much force.
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| Under his tie, you can feel his skin burning up, which upsets you even more.
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| After a few more attempts, the tie loosens a bit. However, Artem's shirt is wrinkled and the buttons are loose...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (What should I do...)
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| Your mind is a complete mess. Your eyes flicker every this way and that as you look at Artem's collarbone and muscles.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' !!!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (I'll go look for a tutorial instead...!)
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| You frantically search your bag for your phone to search for a tutorial.
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| You finally loosen the tie after another attempt.
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| Leaving you with no time to rest, you hear a drunken voice sound beside you.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You...
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| You turn right into the gaze of Artem's deep blue eyes.
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| His eyes are misty and dense with water vapor, like the trees in the wilderness after heavy rainfall.
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| Feeling his breath on your face, you only just realize how close you are to Artem.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' ...
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| You jump up from the sofa, knocking over some stuff on the tea table.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' A-A-Artem!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I-I was... your tie couldn't loosen, you... no, no... you couldn't loosen your tie...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Now that you're awake, I'll...
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| You stutter as you retreat, hoping to escape through the door.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You can't go...
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| [[File:Artem "Atmospherics" CG1.jpg|300px|right]]
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| Artem pins you up against the wall before you can retreat any further.
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| He stares straight into your eyes, breathing hard and fast.
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| The light scent of cedar mixes with the alcohol in his breath, producing a much more aggressive scent.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem...?
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| As Artem's throat moves, his voice comes out deep and coarse.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Why...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I said to come find me if anything happened.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Why did you... With him...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Him?
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| You are confused at Artem's question.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' K... a... non...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Oh, him...
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| Thinking back to what Artem said to you before the reception, you feel guilty.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Sorry, Artem... I would have felt bad if I'd rejected him...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Mr. Kanon was friendly. He helped me and said we could work together...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' ...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' ... Friendly?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Yes. I know how to take care of myself. I won't drink alcohol with just anyone.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' But Mr. Kanon is a good guy, so...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' How can you say that? It's your first time meeting him!
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| In an instant, Artem becomes as forceful as he is in the courtroom.
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| Normally, you'd be worked up over his passion, but not this time. This time, you're on the receiving end...
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| Standing in front of him, you feel trapped and want to do nothing but escape.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' How can you trust someone so easily!?
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| Artem's question leaves you at a loss for words. You've only just met Kanon today, so you can't say you know him well.
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| But, after seeing Kanon's passion and his recognition of your work and Artem's, you can't help but stand up for him.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Even if it's our first meeting, sometimes you can just tell if the person is good or bad.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Mr. Kanon is humble and hardworking. He's extremely approachable even as a big star.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Approachable? That's not reason enough!
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' He's an actor. Aren't you afraid he's lying to you?
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You would trust him rather than me...
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| Lying to you...???
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| In a fit of rage, you forcefully push Artem away.
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| You might not be as skilled of an attorney as Artem. But you're not THAT naive!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem! Just who exactly are you criticizing with that condescending attitude!?
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| As soon as you say those words, the room becomes quiet. Awkwardness and silence fills the room.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' ...
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| Taken back by your reaction, there is only helpless look on Artem's face.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem... you're way too drunk...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' lt's late. I'm going home...
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| {{tab/header|Story 5}}
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| '''Scene 1: Artem's Residence 1F'''
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| After leaving Artem's home, you take a taxi back home.
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| However, you return after thirty minutes.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I accidentally took his keys with me...
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| When Artem was drunk, you had to support him and open the door, so you naturally put his keys in your pocket.
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| In the end, you completely forgot that they were in your pocket after everything that happened.
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| I should go return it before it causes him any trouble...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' ...
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| "He's lying to you..."
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| Recalling his previous words... a stab of pain pierces your heart...
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| Does he really have something against Kanon? Or does he think you were disrespecting him by trying to get clients?
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| '''Scene 2: Artem's Living Room'''
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| With the key in hand, you slowly open the door. You don't see Artem in the living room.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (He's probably resting...)
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (I'll just put the keys on the table and leave to avoid waking him up...)
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| You quietly walk into the living room, preparing to leave the keys on the table.
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| Suddenly, you discover a body lying on the ground next to the sofa!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem!
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| You quickly help him up off the ground.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem! Are you okay!? What happened?
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| Amidst your shaking, Artem barely opens one of his eyes.
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| His eyes slowly focus on your face. He grabs your wrist the instant he recognizes it's you...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' (Name), you...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' It's you...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Mr. Wing, are you hurt anywhere? Why are you on the floor? Are you feeling unwell?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I'll go get a towel for you to wipe your face. You'll feel better.
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| As you stand up, Artem pulls you back abruptly.
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| [[File:Artem "Atmospherics" CG2.jpg|300px|right]]
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| Defenseless, you fall into Artem's arms.
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| The hot and firm touch of his skin under your palm made you withdraw your hand, as if it were burning.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Sorry, Artem! l...
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| His arms wrap around your back, effectively cutting you off.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Stay...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Don't leave...
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| As Artem's head rests on your shoulders, his hair intertwines with your hair and brushes against your ear.
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| As if not wanting to let you go, his arms are tight around you, but you can escape if you really wanted.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I am just going to grab a towel...
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| He continues to hold you as if he didn't hear a word you said.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Don't leave... okay?
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| His voice floats past your ears, soft yet coarse. It isn't a voice you're used to hearing.
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| The words are like a batch of jumbled silk, entangling your very essence and immobilizing your movements.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Sorry... I must have scared you...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' It's all my fault... Sorry...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Don't leave...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I...
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| Is it because you left earlier that...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Don't go...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Go... where?
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' To him...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' He...?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Do you mean... me becoming the legal consult for Mr. Kanon's personal studio?
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| The grip on your wrist tightens.
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| Oh, so that's what it was. Artem misunderstood you and thought you wanted to go work for Kanon, which is why he was upset...
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| He wasn't really mad at you...
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| You think it's funny, but you're moved by his words. You gently pat his back.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' How could I leave Themis because of a movie star...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I'm not the only one who sees how wonderful you are. Anyone can see that.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I don't have a good temper and I may cause you stress at work, but I...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Can you stay as my partner? Don't leave...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem, you're worrying too much. I really won't leave.
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| Artem breathes a sigh of relief. He buries his face into your shoulder and runs his hand through your hair.
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| Even the calm and collected Artem can be gentle and childish at times...
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| Or is he so drunk at this point that he thinks he's dreaming...
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| ''Examination: head''
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| :Artem's hair tickles your ear.
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| :You instinctively reach out to brush it away, but your hand touches the side of his face.
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I'm... a boring person...
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Celebrities are more exciting... You'd be happier with him...
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' ...lsn't that right...?
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| :'''[[Main Character|You]]:''' That's not true at all...
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You smiled...
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| :'''[[Main Character|You]]:''' What?
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You smiled at him... a lot...
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| :'''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Th—That's because...!
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| :How do you say it to his face that you and Kanon were actually praising him...?
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' ...You don't have to hide it... Don't have to console me...
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| :His usual cool tone of voice is suffused with lonefiness.
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| :Is that why he thought... You wanted to leave, wanted to work with Kanon...?
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| :You subconciously blurt out your thoughts.
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| :'''[[Main Character|You]]:''' It's true! ...Because... w—we were talking about you...
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Me...?
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' What... about me?
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| :(It's fine, it's fine... Artem's really drunk. He won't remember any of this tomorrow...)
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| :'''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I told him that... you're incredible... That I admire you so much...
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| :'''[[Main Character|You]]:''' And he said... No wonder I'm your partner... We're so similar... That's why...
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| :You stammer out your words while furiously blushing. It feels like your entire body is on fire.
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| ''Examination: head (second time)''
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Don't go...
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| :'''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I said I wouldn't leave you...
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You kept looking at him...
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You searched for him as soon as we arrived...
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' And you have... his picture...
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| :'''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I—I was doing a favor for Kiki! She wanted his autograph.
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Stay with me...
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| :'''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I will. I'll stay at Themis, forever and always.
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| ''Examination: chest''
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| :The heat of his chest permeates through your thin blouse.
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| :'''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem... You must be cold like this...
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Cold...? You're cold?
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| :He pushes you against his chest and tightens his embrace.
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Better now?
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| :'''[[Main Character|You]]:''' ...!
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| ''Examination: arm''
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| :You hold onto Artem's arm, steadying him.
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| :'''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem, let's sit on the couch for a bit, okay?
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Not okay...
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You'll be gone...
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| :'''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I told you that I won't leave...
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You'll be gone...
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| :Artem doesn't hear what you say. He mumbles the same words over and over again, as if you'll vanish at any second.
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| :His heated breath blows onto your neck. You try to draw back in a fluster, but his arms immediately tighten around you.
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| :'''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You said you wouldn't go...
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| :His voice carries a trace of hurt, which makes you feel extremely guilty.
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| ''Finish examination''
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| Artem rests his head on your shoulder, and his breathing gradually calms.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem...?
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You are my chance...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Huh?
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| Artem's voice fades into a bare whisper that you can barely hear...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Encounter...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem?
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| You call out to him lightly, but he doesn't reply because he's sound asleep.
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| You carry Artem over to the sofa and grab a nearby blanket to tuck him in.
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| He's sound asleep, as if everything that happened just now was just your imagination.
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| Your pounding heartbeat says otherwise.
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| You leave Artem's home in a hurry.
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| {{tab/header|Story 6}}
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| '''Scene 1: Law Firm'''
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| The next day, you give Kanon's autograph to Kiki, who rejoices at the sight of the autographed picture.
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| '''[[Kiki Bennet]]:''' (Name), you're the best! I love you!
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Save that for your idol.
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| '''[[Kiki Bennet]]:''' Of course, I'll say it to him! But, I'll say it to you too!
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| Kiki happily teases you, but she suddenly pushes her glasses up, inching closer to your face.
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| '''[[Kiki Bennet]]:''' Hey wait, why are there such dark circles under your eyes!
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| '''[[Kiki Bennet]]:''' Didn't the reception end really early yesterday? I remember you sent me the video around 9PM?
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| '''[[Kiki Bennet]]:''' What happened afterwards? You couldn't fall asleep because you drank too much?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' N-No! I just couldn't sleep, that's all!
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| Thinking about what happened last night, your heart begins pounding again.
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| You sneak a peek at Artem's empty office. You breathe a sigh of relief.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (With how drunk Artem was yesterday, he probably won't be coming in today, right...?)
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (Thankfully so... otherwise l wouldn't know what to say to him...)
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| You are lost in your thoughts when Kiki suddenly elbows you hard.
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| '''[[Kiki Bennet]]:''' Good morning, Mr. Wing!
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Morning.
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| After seeing the autographed picture of Kanon in Kiki's hand, Artem clears his throat and looks over to you.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Ahem. Come to my office later.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' O-Okay.
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| Your gaze follows Artem's back and your heart pounds like crazy.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (What does he want with me?)
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (Could it be that he remembers what happened last night!?)
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| '''Flashback'''
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You smiled at him... on quite a few occasions.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' T-That's because... we were talking about you...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Me...?
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' What... about me?
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| (It's okay, it's okay... He's so drunk now... he definitely won't remember a thing tomorrow...)
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' I said... that you're amazing... and that I admired you...
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' And he said... we're alike... and that it's no wonder that I'm your partner...
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| '''Scene 2: Artem's Office'''
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' (How embarrassing...)
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| You nervously enter Artem's office, not daring to look up at him. You end up staring at his desk.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Yesterday, you said Kanon wants to hire us as their legal counsel for his personal studio.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Once the details of the consulting agreement are confirmed, we can begin drafting the contract.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Everything in a startup company starts from zero.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' The legal services for labor will be very systematic.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' You must pay close attention to legal risks, business contract templates, labor structures, and much more.
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| Back to his usual cold demeanor, Artem's voice is smooth and cool.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' ...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Is something the matter?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' No.
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| Your mind keeps going back to yesterday, but you're too scared to ask.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Providing legal counsel for a startup company will be a good challenge for you.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' If you have any questions, please come find me.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Also...
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| He pauses.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' The entertainment circle... is full of gossip.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' If you meet with the client alone, it might result in scandalous headlines.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' If you're going to meet with the client... I will go along with you.
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Yes. I understand.
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| You breathe a sigh of relief. Artem really doesn't remember what happened. The uneasiness in your heart fades.
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| With it gone, you suddenly realize that in the bottom of your heart... there's a hint of... regret?
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| '''[[Main Character|You]]:''' Artem, if there isn't anything else, I'll go back to work now!
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| You leave Artem's office in a hurry.
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| Artem looks slightly relieved to see you leave the room.
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| His ears turn bright red, probably the result of him suppressing his emotions.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' ...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' Sorry...
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I...
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| Artem blushes and remains silent for a while before taking out a hair band from the inner pocket of his suit.
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| The hair band is evidence that what happened last night with that girl was not just a dream.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' For now... I don't know how I should return this to you...
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| The silk hair band is soft and smooth, twining around his fingertips like hair.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' In the future...
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| Artem clears his throat. His eyes were soft and calm as he looks at the hair band.
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| '''[[Artem Wing|Artem]]:''' I'll definitely return this to you in the future...
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| With its growing wings, the beautiful eagle fledgling wants to fight for the sky she yearns for...
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| If it wishes to fly to somewhere further, then let the sky be its limit.
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| {{tab/header|Video Call}}
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| It's me. Did you see my e-mail?
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| We need to attend the Stellis Wine Association's business reception this Saturday at 20:00.
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| What's wrong? Is... there a problem?
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| Correct. The reception has a wine-tasting event, but visitors are not required to participate.
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| You want to attend to learn how to evaluate wines? Then...
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| There won't be any issues with time, and it won't affect our work.
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| I'm just a little worried. Wine has low alcohol content, but...
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| Do you have a high alcohol tolerance?
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| Even if you do, you still need to maintain awareness.
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| I'm not saying you shouldn't go. I'm saying that I'll go with you.
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| Hm? My alcohol tolerance? Ahem... I don't often drink, so it is fairly low.
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| One, I rarely attend social functions that mandate drinking. And two, I don't generally drink unless it is a special occasion.
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| I don't plan on drinking at the wine tasting. l'll... accompany you and listen to the discussion.
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| It is never boring with you. I'll pick you up. See you this weekend. | |
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| {{tab/end}}
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