Kotoshiro Nakama (なかまことしろ)

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𝙻𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚒́𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚊́𝚛𝚋𝚘𝚕 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚘́𝚐𝚒𝚌𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝙺𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒́𝚘𝚍𝚘 (𝟷𝟽𝟶𝟹-𝟷𝟿𝟼𝟾) 𝚎𝚗 𝙹𝚊𝚙𝚘́𝚗. 𝙽𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝙺𝚘𝚋𝚎. 𝙻𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚒́ 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚊́𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚞𝚟𝚊𝚜 𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚞𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘́𝚗 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚊 𝚌𝚒𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚍, 𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒́𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚊́𝚜 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚌𝚎 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝙹𝚊𝚙𝚘́𝚗. 𝙴𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝙽𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚒́𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚈𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒. 𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚕, 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘́𝚗 𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚕. 𝙻𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗̃𝚘𝚜 𝚢 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚒́ 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊, 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚘𝚜𝚊, 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒́𝚊 𝚜𝚞 𝚛𝚊𝚒́𝚣 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎́𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜. 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚓𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚎́𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜, 𝙺𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚢 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚎́𝚜 𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒́𝚊 𝚜𝚞 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚘.

𝙲𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚗̃𝚘𝚜 𝙺𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚟𝚒́𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒́𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚘́𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚜 26 𝚊𝚗̃𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚓𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊 𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚒́𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚜. 𝙺𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝙺𝚘𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚒́𝚊 𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚊́𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊 𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒́𝚊𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝙻𝚘𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜, 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝙺𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚒́𝚊.

𝙰𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝙺𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊, 𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚣𝚘𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚘𝚞𝚕, 𝚢𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚊́𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚒𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚍.

𝙴𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝙺𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚑𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚒 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚜 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝚢 𝙴𝚒𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎, 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚘́𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚎 𝙹𝚊𝚙𝚘́𝚗, 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝙺𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚘 𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝙻𝚘𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜.

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𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚍í𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚒 𝚣𝚘𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝, 𝚜𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚛 𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚟𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚜 𝙴𝚒𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎 𝚢 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚒, 𝚏𝚞𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚓𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚘, 𝚢𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚒 𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘, 𝚏𝚞𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚟𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚝𝚊𝚜, 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚟𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛í𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚖í𝚊, 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚛 𝚢𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛í𝚊 𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛é 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝚢 𝙴𝚒𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊ñ𝚘, 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚕 𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚞 𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚘, 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚝í 𝚊𝚕 𝚟𝚎𝚑í𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚘 𝚢 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚎, 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚓𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚗í𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚓𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚛 𝚊 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚒𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚍, 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚒 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋í𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕í 𝚎𝚗 𝙹𝚊𝚙ó𝚗 𝚢 𝚎𝚜𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚌í𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚚𝚞í 𝚎𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚘, 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚢 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚗í𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚛..

𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚞é𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚍í𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛á𝚋𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚓𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘, 𝚖𝚒 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘 𝚓𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗é𝚜 𝚃𝚘𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚠𝚘, 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚓𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗í𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚕í 𝚎𝚗 𝙹𝚊𝚙ó𝚗, 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚒.. 𝚍í𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚞é𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝙹𝚊𝚙ó𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚓𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚞𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚣𝚌𝚘, 𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕í 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚜, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚘.. 𝚖𝚒 𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚌í𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚘 𝚢 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚒 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜, 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚒 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚃𝚘𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚠𝚘 𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚏𝚒ó𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚟𝚒 𝚍𝚎 𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚟𝚘, 𝚜𝚒 𝚎𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚚𝚞í, 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚣𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚗𝚒 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚢 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚣𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝙹𝚊𝚙ó𝚗.