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VICROSS MOLRAN X KRS! CALE HENITUSE!

It's four o'clock in the morning. They went to their respective stations to begin the day. His father served as a butler, and he served as the second chef.

'Let us approach everything with style. '

He thought as he grabbed the knife from the counter and flicked it around his palms like an expert con artist.

'Let's stuff that bastard's stomach with my food. '