Spoiler: RR version

  Third of January 2018

  In the rooftop of Jelfyr sharp tall tower: in its edge, the young princess Vilyarin is sitting and watching the orange sunset. I go near and ask, Hey Vilyarin, did you curse me, do you?

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  “Why?”

  I wasn't able to have a job. There's no vacancy in my city, only those newly open branches.

  “Pfft...” She has stood. “Now, do your job and finish my arc!”

  Why are you so demanding?

  “You involved me and started this in the first place. Now, go and work!”

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