[Kuronmeru Enyo]

blood as black as the ocean

Enyo had been working on his medical ninjutsu and knowledge. His family having found that his knowledge was average, rudimentary at best, and thus having set him off without several books. He was not supposed to 'continue' repeatedly disgracing the family that he lived with and so they had been adamant about his learning more about the medical arts. It was not a total disinterest to Enyo, but it was not a love that he had chosen for himself, he preferred the violence of his kekkei genkai, the way it felt when the black blood dripped down to his fingertips imposing itself upon all of his enemies.

Not these semi-boring books on the anatomy of the human body. Granted, it would be useful when the day would come where he had to utilize it. He often dreamt of the chunin exams and getting his first kill or something of a similar nature.

He sat in one of the larger training grounds today, the one connected to the Kaguya compound. It was public despite its connection. Reading quietly and dutifully as any good son would upon the command of his parents, it was still pretty early in the day too, so no one was bothering him and his attention did not divert to someone else.

A good winter morning to spend improving one's skills. Even if it was in a more passive way.

Mumo Yanji

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WORD COUNT 474 TAGGED Kuronmeru Enyo

Since graduating to genin-hood things had been rather slow around the village, at least for a fresh junior ninja like himself. Under normal circumstances he would have been paired up with two other contemporaries after leaving the academy, establishing a three man cell with a dedicated Jounin instructor. However according to the academic faculty, there was an uneven amount of graduates and Yanji somehow drew the short straw being the odd man out. For the better part of a year he had been the sole member of Team 3, and as a result, it effectively left him to his own devices until the other team member slots could be filled. Although it was a bit of a drag initially, Yanji looked at it as an opportunity to increase his capabilities before his other team members began to trickle in.

Perhaps for once he might find himself ahead of the curve. While absent of any official regimen due to a lack of guidance, Yanji had made it a priority to learn more fūton and fūinjutsu while neglecting the fundamentals. Although a bit top heavy with his specializations to this point, his grandfather had commented on his lack of foundational skills. The critique irritated him to his core, so much so that it pushed him out of the door of their house and into an aggressive meander.

"Tch! Gramps doesn’t even help train me anymore, the nerve of that geezer!”

He exclaimed in thought as he now found himself at the Kaguya compound, his grandfathers favorite area ironically enough. His grandfather had played a pivotal role serving under Kaguya Kaito back during the second and third wars, a noteworthy milestone in his career that he’d never let anyone forget, and Yanji had been a captive audience to his glory day stories his entire life.

The large training ground area that was connected to it was public domain, and as such, a place that he and his grandfather frequented often for his fūinjutsu trainings back during his academy days. With a furrowed brow Yanji strode through the training grounds with his hands clasped behind his head and his beady black eyes focused on the early morning clouds up above. The light would soon filter through as the komorebi from the canopy of trees he began to pass under splotched his face with obstructed beams of light.

"The old man wants me to master the basics first? Then fine, I’ll just figure out how to climb this tree with that damn jutsu! How hard could it be…?”

He inquired to himself rhetorically as he stopped in his tracks and eyed the trunk of the large tree in front of him. Of course, he did not realize that he was standing directly over someone who had been sitting there, quietly reading and otherwise undeserving of his lack of attention.

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[Kuronmeru Enyo]

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Enyo shuddered, it was so cold! He hated winter, and yet in all of the world's irony his birthday was also in the winter time. But, some spirits had blessed or rather cursed him with having a delicate frame, one that was not as well adapted to taking on the cold without extra layers to keep him nice and bundled up. Even with the rarity of the sun, it was still frigid, Kirigakure wasn't exactly known for its sunlight - more known for its mist - so even a little bit of sunlight was often relished by all of its civilians. But not when it is this cold, Enyo was just annoyed as he shifted bringing his knees a little closer to his chest so that he could maintain warmth and continue reading. Though the expression on his features did not read as what he felt immediately, there was a small hint of irritation laid out upon it.

That was when a disembodied voice spoke. Enyo had not noticed anyone approach, he wasn't a sensor shinobi after all. In fact, he was at best very average in detecting anyone around him, if nothing else he only knew what he knew because he had been trained to be a shinobi some sense of awareness was needed to survive. He would look up and see the dark-headed boy.

"If you hurt yourself, I'll bandage you up." He responded to the words that Yanji had spoken, waiting for the other to look down and smiling slightly when he did. It was too bad that someone had shown up, but it did give Enyo a reason to be a little distracted... Even if he had genuinely promised to someone that he would be able to pass an impromptu human anatomy exam.

Perhaps he could idly name body parts on the new arrival while he tried and failed to climb the tree? He looked so old though... Why was he only now learning to climb a tree?

Mumo Yanji

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WORD COUNT 428 TAGGED Kuronmeru Enyo

Kinobari no Waza was a technique that he was familiar with in theory, and of course one he had seen done in practice, but not something he cared to give his attention to. While fundamentally important, Yanji never had an issue getting up or down trees by conventional means. A solid jump and a midway push off from the trunk to the nearest branch usually did the trick. For anything higher or at a steeper angle, Yanji would use his fuuton release for support or for an invisible boost if needed. While his methods might be a bit excessive, it got the job done in roughly the same amount of time as the technique in question.

Despite this he had the physique along with the athleticism to supplement and void the disadvantage of not knowing the jutsu. However practical this all sounded in the young sealers mind, he understood that situationally he may not always have those luxuries available. It twisted his gut to admit it, but his grandfather was right. Before he poised himself to make his first attempt up the trunk of the tree, a voice from beneath him offered free health care in case of any injuries. As he looked down he met what appeared to be a much slimmer boy in his striking blue eyes who smiled back at him ever so slightly. Yanji stared at him blankly for a while, certainly long enough to create a bit of an awkward tension.

"Cool story man…”

He replied starkly before giving his slender contemporary a quick nod before leaping up and over his head with a chakra powered jump. Yanji’s momentum gave him a few free steps up the trunk of the tree before gravity began to get territorial. As he gritted his teeth Yanji began to focus his chakra to the soles of his black padded shinobi sandals. Having such huge reserves of chakra, the young Mumo was of course cursed to lack any real precision or control, especially the likes of which the tree climbing technique required.

After over pouring chakra to his feet the bark of the tree trunk rejected him like a reverse polarity magnet, condemning him to an aggressive slip and imminent fall. The large scroll strapped to his back absorbed much of the impact but the recoil jolted his back and head enough to scramble his vision for a moment. Yanji’s expression was blank however, not revealing any of the pain he was experiencing as he laid on the ground gazing back up into the depths of the canopy.

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[Kuronmeru Enyo]

blood as black as the ocean

It did not seem that even with the long pause before Yanji spoke, that the young man had caught onto the awkwardness of the situation. Or the potential tension that was felt alongside it. Perhaps he was socially inept, or there was something else? Hard to tell, as he smiled so blissfully towards Yanji before he looked back to his book... But only for a moment as Yanji would leap overhead onto the main trunk of the tree and begin to try and run-up. It was a method entirely different from Enyo's when he had learned it, for he had simply started by walking. Which was an unorthodox method, considering most genin did what Yanji was doing now, run to get a better start up on the tree.

Enyo was not like the others though. Where he lacked in true talents - by his family's standards - he was quite good at chakra control and thus the technique had come easier to him than most. He stared as Yanji ran up, focusing on his legs.

He would begin pointing idly towards Yanji's thighs to himself.

"Sartorius..." He'd comment, being able only to list a few muscles before the tree trunk rejected the young man. Pushing him away, making him aggressively drop to the ground. The scrolls broke his fall, but at what cost? There was no pain on his face, but Enyo could not help but start to giggle.

"Idiot. You will injure your back with those scrolls on you." His laughter did not cease, he almost reeled with joy.

Mumo Yanji

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WORD COUNT 516 TAGGED Kuronmeru Enyo

As he lied there focused on the daunting canopy above, Yanji realized the task would be a lot harder than he thought. Normally when it came to techniques it was a matter of getting the rhythm of the hand seals down and understanding where to push his chakra in relation to the jutsu’s intent. Fuuinjutsu came easy and was pretty straightforward, all you needed was a little calligraphy and to pour some chakra. Fuuton jutsu was similar except instead of calligraphy the nature needed to be shaped, a bit more dubious, but otherwise manageable with the right focus.

The tree climbing technique however was different, he could not just push a heap of chakra and steer the wheel, it required precision and acute balance. It was that thing all the bookworm kids at the academy were good at, rationing and cultivating their chakra so perfectly that everything they did seemed effortless. Yanji was always more of the ‘throw some chakra at it and hope it sticks' variety. Seeing as how that wouldn’t do the trick this go around, he would have to figure out a way to surpass his limits and initiate some modicum of control to at least be a baseline capable ninja.

The thought alone irritated him into a fierce singular focus. The slender boys quip had gone in one ear and out the other, but his advice about taking off the scroll resonated. As he slowly made his way back up to his feet he took off the large scroll and leaned against the side of the tree. Thunderous cracks emanated from Yanji’s back and neck as he rotated his head from side to side with a seemingly new relentless energy about him. With a deep breath he placed a singular foot upon the trunk of the tree as he focuses his chakra to the ball of his foot. Like a tug of war he battled internally against his thrashing sea of chakra, trying to calm the waves and allocate what was needed to make his sandal stick.

After a short while he felt a compatible ebb and flow that gave rise to a level of adhesion that seemed promising. While still not totally confident, Yanji took a chance and soon found himself parallel to the ground as he slowly brought his other foot up and over to the trunk of the tree. But before he could get a firm grip with his other foot, the control he had wavered ever so slightly, enough to throw off the delicate balance he needed for precision. In the next instant he was falling again, but this time with enough wherewithal to execute a timely fireman roll before landing heel to butt. Yanji slid backwards on the grass before his momentum died, putting him back in front of his giggling acquaintance, now eye level from his evasive crouched position. He would take a moment to stare blankly into his stark blue eyes again before turning his head, rising to his feet, and walking towards the tree trunk again.

"You were right about the scroll my man…”

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[Kuronmeru Enyo]

blood as black as the ocean

Enyo tilted his head much like a confused dog, though he was not confused, moreso curious about how loudly Yanji's back managed to crack. In some manner, one could argue that it was truly a talent. He wondered if he would have broken the thoracic or cervical portions of his spine if he had fallen like that in a less lucky manner. Enyo had seen bad accidents before, he had seen dead bodies being dragged through the streets, all mangled and bloodied. He wondered what made them so lucky... What pushed a shinobi's limits so severely that they would look like that in the end.

Yanji didn't respond, only got up and put a foot to the tree. It was not a bad idea, after all then maybe he could get the hang of it from the safety of having his other foot on the ground. It was a much smarter plan than running up the tree stupidly and seeing if one leg stuck to the bark like sap. It was just unlikely to happen.

Clearly feeling confident he would try again, Enyo focusing on the other's legs now, mostly around his shins.

"Fibula, tibula... Oh, what was the other one?" Just on cue right after he asked the question though, Yanji would tumble back again though he caught himself a touch more gracefully this time around. Enyo's smile grew wider when the other acknowledged that he had in fact been right about the scrolls. Well, at least Yanji was smarter than he looked, being able to acknowledge a superiors opinion was a step in the right direction. But Enyo did not need to know that he was right from another, he already knew he was right.

False sense of confidence or not, his lips parted to speak.

"I know I'm right... You should focus on putting out less chakra." The problem with these 'chakra reserve' individuals - a trait he could tell from the others more boisterous nature... Actually, he was just assuming in truth, but no matter, the problem with them was compensation. Putting out too much, then too little and thus they fell. Less from the start was the best way.

Mumo Yanji

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WORD COUNT 382 TAGGED Kuronmeru Enyo

There was a modicum of success, that was good. It wasn’t the level of triumph he had hoped for, but it was only his second try, and the act of not completely wiping out on his arse would have to suffice as consolation. Yanji was in no way shape or form accustom to picking up on skills and techniques right away. In fact, even the areas he specialized in took twice as long for him to get the hang of when compared to his average contemporaries. In essence failure was not an unfamiliar territory, in fact, it is where he’d laid down roots and learned to thrive.

Yanji might have looked rather absurd attempting to walk up the tree with his mature frame and muscular features. Upon first glance Yanji could potentially be mistaken for an upper rank ninja based off of appearances and that gaudy giant scroll he shuttled around as if it were exempt to gravity. He may as well been an adult learning to cross the street for the first time as far as other capable shinobi were concerned. How he came across or how he was viewed was not something that bothered him, in fact, he was totally oblivious to his own daunting visual nature.

As Yanji approached the tree, the words of his slim acquaintance managed to pierce the swirling void of his thoughts and resonate effectively. He had given him another piece of advice, to focus on pouring out less chakra in the process of the climb. Without acknowledgement Yanji attempted to put the suggestion into action, picking up where he had left off with his prior attempt. He rediscovered that compatible ebb and flow sensation that allowed adhesion upon his first step.

Before bringing in his second step he repeated the words of advice over in his head, being mindful of his heavy handed tendency to pour chakra and gave it just the slightest push. And just like that he was parallel to the ground again, except this time not plummeting, but instead standing in place against the will of gravity. His focus was being maintained, but only by a knifes edge, trying to balance this low charge of chakra proved to become more and more difficult by the second.

"Any thoughts on chakra balancing?”

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[Kuronmeru Enyo]

blood as black as the ocean

Enyo had zoned out effectively in the time it took the other to get one foot and then the other up onto the tree. Well, he was at the very least standing. And not sliding or falling to the ground unceremoniously. Enyo's focus was no longer anywhere within the realm of reality as he got lost in thought about the other's anatomy. Well, it was just the same as everyone else's anatomy, but it was kind of large in an almost impeding way. How did a genin - he was assuming the other was a genin at this point - grow to be so large? He was practically listing off all the muscular groups that he thought were ridiculous on Yanji before the other, still standing upon the tree directed his voice towards the pale medic.

This snapped him out of the bewildering abyss that was his thoughts, he would look at the other. A few blinks of sapphire eyes before he tilted his head.

"Hm... Think about it here," He'd point to his own belly then. "It originates here. How it moves... Imagine it like ocean waves, where does it go, how much..." Yes, good advice Enyo thought. He was a real expert in this sort of thing it seemed.

Well anyway, back to staring at Yanji, and he started to think about the arm muscle group like the biceps for example.

Mumo Yanji

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WORD COUNT 323 TAGGED Kuronmeru Enyo

Yanji wasn’t one to shy away from athletic ventures, but standing on the side of a tree trunk had caused him a slight bit of vertigo. It wasn’t nearly enough to nauseate or even throw off his concentration, but it was enough to cause a woozy discomfort. The young sealer did not have a fear of heights or any related anxiety, but this sensation was not physical in nature. Stabilizing his chakra was so foreign to him that the sheer implementation of control manifested impromptu feelings of physical imbalance.

He began to psychoanalyze himself, drifting in thought as he always did while somehow relegating the current task to his subconscious. Yanji had been aware of his great pool of chakra from a young age as it thrashed about like an angry beast trapped within a human prison, eating at him to be released in excess at every given opportunity. This was the first time Yanji would be setting any sort of ground rules for his inner chakra, taming and disciplining the proverbial beast at large within his own life force.

"The ocean huh…”

Yanji replied again without any visual contact of confirmation to his consistent and every so helpful yet pale acquaintance. It was a good analogy, in fact, a great one. He could easily liken his heavy reserves to that of an ocean. Placing his hand over his stomach, Yanji took a series of deep and concentrated breaths. His grandfather always said that still waters ran deep, perhaps if he could still his ocean maybe he would not only have some control, but perhaps access to even more chakra that might be slumbering in the seabed. Slowly but surely Yanji took another step, then another, moving slowly up the trunk of the tree bit by bit. They were by no means as smooth or as intentional as he would have liked, but any amount of progress was certainly nothing to complain about.

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[Kuronmeru Enyo]

blood as black as the ocean

Enyo had no such trepid thoughts. He was just idly staring at Yanji's arms noting how the musculature curved there. The other was pretty fit, he could tell that much. But he had never taken the time to notice the different ways muscle could bind itself along bones, the way it so tightly wrapped around. And there were so many muscles, the human body was truly impressive. Enyo had to nod to himself about it, but really just to himself. He didn't care if the other saw that he was almost having an internal monologue with himself. Unimportant.

The young genin would look down to his study book, cross-referencing what he was seeing in front of him, with the human anatomy written here. He would mark a few things off, pointing his finger idly to certain spots as if he were figuring out a map of sorts. Though the human body was in its own way a map.

Apparently, Enyo's comment about the ocean had worked, because the other had taken a few deep breaths before starting to move up the tree. It was hesitant, he did not run, but he also did not fall. Enyo smirked to himself, inspecting the other still for his little anatomy lesson.

"You like that ocean comment, huh? What a stereotype!" Everyone in Mizu no Kuni loved to talk about water and water-related things. And sure, the water was pretty cool. The ocean, the sea, a lake, a river, they all had their proverbs... He could only wonder what about water really spoke to Mizu no Kuni residents? Did it invoke a sense of patriotism?

Mumo Yanji

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WORD COUNT 357 TAGGED Kuronmeru Enyo

Before long Yanji had found himself a quarter way up the trunk of the massive tree, which might have been roughly twenty feet or so give or take. His steps improved every so slightly in speed as the repetitions slowly worked up his sense of familiarity. The key would be to make the sensation a habit, doing this consistently to the point where it becomes second nature. Yanji’s mind strayed, following the rabbit hole of how it easy this might be for upper ranked ninja. He wondered how ingrained the technique was into their subconscious. Did they still have to focus? Would they even realize they were walking up a tree if they weren’t consciously paying attention?

The answer to these half silly questions were probably somewhere between the plausibility of second nature and the drama of his imagination. In any case, Yanji was far from such a realm of mastery with this technique seeing as how it was only his first day. Beads of sweat ran down the side of his brow, partially from focusing so much up to this point, but also because what seamed like a myriad of branches were primed to interrupt his route. Yanji’s concern grew as he wondered if he might be able to now stand upside down beneath one of the many aforementioned branches.

The concern was more so a reflection of his lack of confidence in the technique to this point. The mechanics of his chakra concentration would not change regardless of wether he was parallel or perpendicular to the ground. Still, the idea of being upside down and balancing on the needle of his own concentration for grip was disconcerting. Ignoring his slightly irrational fear, Yanji etched his steps slowly, methodically changing his angle of climb as he began to hang upside down beneath the nearest branch. The memorial dog tags around his neck smacked him in the face as he jutted his eyes down towards the ground a couple stories below.

"The ocean is cool I guess…” Yanji replied after several minutes, recalling that his helpful acquaintance had drawn attention to his fancy of the oceanic analogy.

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[Kuronmeru Enyo]

blood as black as the ocean

Enyo had been focusing on his book because frankly, it seemed that his little companion - or big companion - wasn't really paying attention. He was too busy doing this technique or at least working to do the technique because as it currently was he was struggling quite a bit even if he wasn't falling. So with no response, Enyo focused back on what was more important which was, his studies. After all, he had to pass an exam. Plus, now the other was far away enough from him that actually inspecting his body would be a lot more difficult in a great deal. Fortunately, he still had his own body... It was just too bad he couldn't cut himself open safely. Though, perhaps he could?

No no... That would be silly, and dangerous!

The thought however lingered aggressively at the forefront of the boy's mind until his concentration broke and he looked up when Yanji finally responded. Except now he was dangling upside down from the tree like a bat.

"Oh, you'll definitely break your neck now. Don't worry, I can help fix it!" He promised though he wasn't sure he was quite capable of fixing a broken neck. He could at least stabilize it and call for help? But, did he want to call for help? That was a question to be asked. Enyo had a hard time coming to logical conclusions through a sense of kindness or comraderie. These things were severely stunted in his mind, he preferred to act in more selfish ways.

He was looking up, staring watching the dog tag dangle awkwardly as gravity pulled down on Yanji. "Be careful, you might need a little more chakra. Gravity is a little more aggressive when you're upside down." Of course, very few thought about it, but it would make sense that gravity was just slightly more intense when one was totally upside as opposed to just parallel to the ground.

Mumo Yanji

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[Mumo Yanji]

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WORD COUNT 448 TAGGED Kuronmeru Enyo

Being upside down did have its challenges, but they were mostly psychological. The visual perception of his height from the ground, the way his new acquaintance began to resemble more of a pale spec than an actual person, and the pressure of his own concentration all formulating into one growing ball of stress. Yanji tried closing his eyes, shutting off the visual perceptions that added to his anxiety, but his imagination only made it worse. In the darkness of his mind his sense of spatial awareness only dramatized what was actually real and only served to push him further off of his center.

Normally the quips from his helpful acquaintance missed his attention entirely, but due to his situation he was much more alert and sensitive to the minor ambience around him. Yanji could not tell wether it was a joke or just a non-loaded statement, but the notion of hitting the ground and breaking his neck only served to fuel his nerves. The only consolation was that it was followed up with some helpful words of advice, add more chakra. If Yanji knew how to do anything it was pump more chakra into his endeavors.

Due to his nerves and mocked up anxiety towards being upside down and teetering on his concentration alone, he panic throttled his chakra, pumping much more than he should have which resulted in the failure of the technique. The static cling that once magnetized him to the tree had completely given way due to the disproportions and he found himself falling head first towards the training ground. However, with a grit of his teeth Yanji fell back upon what he knew and refused to let his ignorance cause him injury.

After performing a slick array of hand seals accompanied by a long yet timely inhale, Yanji filled his mouth with fuuton chakra before expelling a powerful stream of wind over his left shoulder. The force of the makeshift gust soon proved its strength, changing Yanji’s trajectory mid-air, causing him to speed laterally as opposed to his initial dive-bomb posture. The airborne strafe allowed the greenhorn ninja to regroup as he flew towards the trunk of an adjacent tree. With the same static cling, Yanji landed on the side of the tree heel to butt, hanging parallel to the ground once more, somewhat mincing the posture of a frog albeit unintentionally.

"Guess I poured too much chakra…” Yanji replied with the blankest look splattered across his face, so much so that it might make one question if what just happened really even transpired. For as anxious as Yanji was during the entire ordeal, neither his face nor his posture betrayed his inner truth.

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[Kuronmeru Enyo]

blood as black as the ocean

Enyo had to witness all of what occurred, and when the other used fuuton to redirect himself only to land on another tree looking like a toad. Well, Enyo could not help but fall into a massive fit of giggles. It was by far one of the funniest things he had ever seen, and oh all the extraness of what Yanji had done, it had all been all so unnecessary. Yanji must have been afraid of heights or something. He laughed and laughed until tears started to pour from his eyes, he leaned back onto the ground, holding onto his stomach as it contracted from that laughter causing his muscles to start hurting.

"You looked like a flying monkey!" He announced with mockery and joy in his voice. The joy coming from a sense of mockery, and superiority he felt to Yanji for how stupid he had looked during his fall. But, he had not broken his neck, only humiliated himself. Which, in Enyo's opinion was far worse than breaking one's own neck.

Once the young man had finally managed to stop his laughter he would have to take several puffs of air, long breaths to calm himself down as he wiped away his tears. He had truly gotten a good training out of this, good observation of several muscle groups in action, defying gravity. But, he had also gotten a bit of a show, which was more than he could have asked for.

Slowly he would sit back up to look at his froggy companion, marking a place down on his book where he left off in his reading before going to stand up.

"That was so humiliating for you, maybe work on your chakra control!"

Though with that, he would begin to start walking away to leave.

Mumo Yanji

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