Daughter! Don’t You Understand the First Thing About Filial Piety?!

Chapter 154

Daughter! Don’t You Understand the First Thing About Filial Piety?!

“Dad, you’ve been awfully chummy with Ren-kun from next door lately,” Hana Tanaka observed, her eyes narrowed at her father, Kenji Tanaka, who stubbornly was still in her Magical Girl Black outfit. “Ah, Hana-chan! Well, Dad and Ren-kun were just… discussing your future marriage prospects with him!” Black stammered, a bead of sweat forming under her bangs. “Still in that ridiculous getup, Dad? And why haven’t you changed back for days? The neighbors are starting to give us looks!” “A Magical Girl must always be vigilant against the encroaching Evil Organization threatening our beloved city!” “Enough excuses! Tell me the truth, Dad!” Hana demanded, hands on her hips. After a long long while of silent, Black sighed, “Hana, my dearest daughter… your dear Okaasan, before she passed, wished for my happiness. And Ren-kun… he’s just like her. So gentle, so kind! It must be her, reincarnated as a boy! This magical power, this frilly costume… it was all granted so I could be with her again!” Hana recoiled. “Dad, that’s… that’s completely ridiculous! You can’t actually be planning to marry him!” “And why shouldn’t your Dad find a little joy?!” Black fumed, cheeks flushing, “Don’t you understand the first thing about filial piety?! One more word of your youthful impertinence, and Ren-kun will be your new step-father by sunset!” “You crazy old fool! So that was your twisted plan all along! Fine! If it’s a battle you desire, then a battle you shall receive! Only one Tanaka is walking out of this living room alive!” “Prepare yourself! Witness my ultimate technique! God-Severing Cleave!!”

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ᮄᮘᮙᮣ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯏᮒᮙᮜᮙᮤᮩ ᮅᮣᮕᮢ ᮇᮑᮢᮼ

ᯗᮞ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮕᮢᮑᮺ ᮝᮑᮞᮩ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮜᮟᮣᮤ ᮓᮟᮥᮞᮤᮜᮕᮣᮣ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮣ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮢᮼ ᯐᮥᮤ ᮓᮟᮞᮦᮕᮢᮣᮕᮜᮩᮺ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮕᮢᮑ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮜᮣᮟ ᮢᮙᮖᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮟᮠᮠᮟᮢᮤᮥᮞᮙᮤᮙᮕᮣᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮕᮞᮔ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯏᮒᮙᮜᮙᮤᮩ ᮅᮣᮕᮢ ᮇᮑᮢ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᮤ ᮑ ᮧᮟᮢᮜᮔ ᮢᮙᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮑᮣᮘᮕᮣᮺ ᮟᮖᮖᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮞᮟᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮟᮠᮠᮟᮢᮤᮥᮞᮙᮤᮩᮼ ᯗᮞ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮑᮗᮕᮺ ᮑᮞᮩᮟᮞᮕ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮧᮟᮢᮛᮕᮔ ᮘᮑᮢᮔ ᮕᮞᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮢᮙᮣᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮟᮠᮺ ᮕᮑᮢᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮑ ᮝᮑᮚᮟᮢ ᮖᮙᮗᮥᮢᮕᮼ

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮞ ᮑᮗᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮠᮑᮙᮞ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮝᮙᮣᮖᮟᮢᮤᮥᮞᮕᮺ ᮩᮕᮤ ᮣᮙᮝᮥᮜᮤᮑᮞᮕᮟᮥᮣᮜᮩ ᮒᮢᮙᮝᮝᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮘᮟᮠᮕᮼ

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮔᮥᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮠᮕᮢᮙᮟᮔ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯖᮕᮢᮟ ᮃᮩᮣᮤᮕᮝ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮕᮣᮤᮑᮒᮜᮙᮣᮘᮕᮔᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯝᮢᮗᮑᮞᮙ᮪ᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮖᮟᮢᮝᮕᮔᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮜᮑᮣᮣᮙᮖᮙᮓᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯛᮑᮣᮛᮕᮔ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮗᮢᮑᮔᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮙᮞᮤᮢᮟᮔᮥᮓᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮢᮜᮔᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮙᮝᮠᮢᮟᮦᮕᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮕᮜᮖᮑᮢᮕ ᮣᮩᮣᮤᮕᮝ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᮤ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮓᮘᮙᮜᮔᮢᮕᮞ ᮒᮟᮢᮞ ᮙᮝᮝᮕᮔᮙᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮢ ᮖᮑᮓᮕᮔ ᮦᮙᮢᮤᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮞᮟ ᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮥᮢᮕ ᮢᮕᮗᮑᮢᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮥᮠᮒᮢᮙᮞᮗᮙᮞᮗᯉ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯝᮢᮗᮑᮞᮙ᮪ᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮟᮦᮕᮢᮞᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᮓᮟᮦᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮕᮨᮠᮕᮞᮣᮕᮣᮼ ᯏᮜᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮕᮑᮢᮜᮩ ᮤᮢᮑᮙᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮓᮢᮥᮔᮕ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮑᮢᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮟᮔᮕᮢᮞ ᮣᮤᮑᮞᮔᮑᮢᮔᮣᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮙᮤᮣ ᮥᮞᮙᮡᮥᮕ ᮝᮕᮢᮙᮤᮣᮼ

ᯖᮟᮧᮕᮦᮕᮢᮺ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮕᮦᮕᮢᮩᮟᮞᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮕᮞᮚᮟᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮞᮦᮕᮞᮙᮕᮞᮓᮕᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮞᮕᮧ ᮕᮢᮑᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮕᮝᮕᮢᮗᮕᮞᮓᮕ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮓᮜᮑᮣᮣᮙᮖᮙᮓᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯛᮑᮣᮛᮕᮔ—ᮤᮘᮕᮣᮕ ᮓᮢᮙᮝᮙᮞᮑᮜᮣ ᮙᮝᮠᮟᮣᮕᮔ ᮑ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮤᮢᮑᮗᮙᮓ ᮔᮕᮣᮤᮙᮞᮩ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮑ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮠᮑᮙᮞᮖᮥᮜ ᮖᮥᮤᮥᮢᮕ ᮥᮠᮟᮞ ᮓᮕᮢᮤᮑᮙᮞ ᮙᮞᮔᮙᮦᮙᮔᮥᮑᮜᮣᮼᮼᮼ

ᯓᮦᮕᮞ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮟᮣᮤᮻᮧᮑᮢ ᮕᮢᮑᮺ ᮧᮘᮕᮞ ᮜᮙᮖᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮥᮠᮠᮟᮣᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕ ᮙᮝᮠᮢᮟᮦᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮢ ᮙᮤᮣᮕᮜᮖ ᮘᮑᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮓᮜᮑᮙᮝᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮜᮙᮦᮕᮣᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯛᮑᮣᮛᮕᮔ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮝᮑᮞᮑᮗᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮤᮕᮑᮜ ᮣᮟᮝᮕ ᮑᮧᮑᮩᮼ

ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮑᮞᮔ ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙ—ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮠᮕᮓᮤᮙᮦᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮣᮕ ᮤᮧᮟ ᮣᮘᮑᮢᮕᮔ ᮑ ᮣᮙᮝᮙᮜᮑᮢ ᮖᮑᮤᮕᮼ

ᮃᮘᮟᮢᮤᮜᮩ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮒᮟᮢᮞᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮠᮑᮢᮕᮞᮤᮣ ᮔᮙᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮑᮞ ᮑᮤᮤᮑᮓᮛ ᮒᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯛᮑᮣᮛᮕᮔᮼ

ᯝᮢᮠᮘᮑᮞᮣ—ᮤᮧᮟ ᮟᮢᮠᮘᮑᮞᮣ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮗᮢᮕᮧ ᮥᮠ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯝᮢᮗᮑᮞᮙ᮪ᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮑᮔᮝᮙᮤᮤᮕᮔᮜᮩ ᮣᮙᮝᮠᮜᮕ ᮤᮢᮑᮙᮞᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮝᮑᮤᮥᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮑᮔᮥᮜᮤᮣᮼ

ᯐᮟᮤᮘ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮟᮢᮔᮙᮞᮑᮢᮩ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕᮺ ᮠᮟᮣᮣᮕᮣᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᮞᮟ ᮣᮥᮠᮕᮢᮠᮟᮧᮕᮢᮣᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮔᮕᮑᮤᮘ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮠᮑᮢᮕᮞᮤᮣ ᮝᮑᮔᮕ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮕᮨᮤᮢᮕᮝᮕᮜᮩ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮔᮢᮑᮧᮞᮺ ᮩᮕᮤ ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮜᮝᮟᮣᮤ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮜᮕᮤᮕ ᮟᮠᮠᮟᮣᮙᮤᮕᮼ ᮃᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮒᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮑᮜᮛᮑᮤᮙᮦᮕᮺ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮙᮞᮗᮜᮩ ᮗᮕᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮜᮟᮞᮗ ᮧᮕᮜᮜ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮕᮦᮕᮢᮩᮟᮞᮕᮼ ᮃᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮝᮕᮤᮙᮓᮥᮜᮟᮥᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮟᮒᮣᮕᮢᮦᮑᮞᮤᮺ ᮑᮔᮕᮠᮤ ᮑᮤ ᮢᮕᮑᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮔᮙᮖᮖᮕᮢᮕᮞᮤ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮑᮔᮚᮥᮣᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮑᮠᮠᮢᮟᮑᮓᮘ ᮑᮓᮓᮟᮢᮔᮙᮞᮗᮜᮩᮼ

ᯐᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮙᮣᮺ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮞᮣᮕᮜᮩ ᮔᮙᮣᮜᮙᮛᮕᮔ ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙᮼ ᯖᮕ ᮖᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮥᮤᮤᮕᮢᮜᮩ ᮖᮑᮛᮕᮼ ᮄᮘᮙᮣ ᮧᮟᮝᮑᮞ ᮓᮜᮟᮑᮛᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢᮣᮕᮜᮖ ᮙᮞ ᮑ ᮖᮑᮓᮑᮔᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮓᮘᮕᮕᮢᮖᮥᮜᮞᮕᮣᮣᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮢᮞᮑᮜᮜᮩᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮝᮥᮣᮤ ᮘᮑᮤᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮢᮜᮔ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮑᮣ ᮝᮥᮓᮘ ᮑᮣ ᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮔᮼ ᯓᮦᮕᮢᮩᮟᮞᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮰ᮧᮟᮢᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮑᮢᮔᮺ᮰ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮕᮖᮖᮟᮢᮤ ᮑᮜᮟᮞᮕ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮗᮢᮑᮞᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮕᮦᮕᮢᮩᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮔᮕᮣᮙᮢᮕᮔᮼ ᮃᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮠᮑᮢᮕᮞᮤᮣ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ—ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮕᮖᮖᮟᮢᮤ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮑᮓᮘᮙᮕᮦᮕᯍ

ᯗᮖ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮑᮣ ᮜᮟᮞᮕᮜᮩ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮕᮝᮠᮤᮩ ᮙᮞᮣᮙᮔᮕ ᮑᮣ ᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮧᮘᮩ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮣᮝᮙᮜᮕ ᮣᮟ ᮒᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩᯍ

ᯏᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮓᮘᮟᮟᮜ ᮥᮞᮙᮖᮟᮢᮝᮜᮩ ᮑᮢᮢᮑᮞᮗᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯝᮢᮗᮑᮞᮙ᮪ᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮺ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮧᮑᮤᮓᮘᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮙᮢᮜ ᮞᮑᮝᮕᮔ ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙᮼ ᯖᮕᮢ ᮠᮢᮕᮣᮕᮞᮓᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮙᮞ ᮕᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮗᮢᮟᮥᮠ ᮑᮓᮤᮙᮦᮙᮤᮩᯉ ᮓᮟᮞᮦᮕᮢᮣᮕᮜᮩᮺ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ᮵ᮣ ᮠᮢᮕᮣᮕᮞᮓᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮒᮣᮕᮞᮤ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕᮝᮼ ᮀᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮟᮖᮤᮕᮞ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮑᮢᮕᮔ ᮘᮙᮝ ᮤᮟ ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕᮩ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮒᮟᮤᮘ ᮣᮥᮖᮖᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮣᮙᮝᮙᮜᮑᮢ ᮖᮑᮤᮕᮣᮺ ᮣᮟ ᮧᮘᮩ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙ ᮒᮕ ᮣᮟ ᮘᮑᮠᮠᮩᯍ ᮃᮟ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮗᮢᮑᮤᮕᮔ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮢᮟᮥᮠᯍ ᯏᮞᮔ ᮧᮘᮩ ᮧᮑᮣ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮑᮜᮧᮑᮩᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮜᮟᮞᮕᮜᮩ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮜᮕᮖᮤ ᮒᮕᮘᮙᮞᮔᯍ ᮃᮘᮕ ᮝᮥᮣᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮣᮟᮝᮕ ᮛᮙᮞᮔ ᮟᮖ ᮰ᮝᮕᮞᮤᮑᮜ ᮙᮜᮜᮞᮕᮣᮣᮼ᮰

ᮃᮥᮓᮘ ᮢᮥᮝᮟᮢᮣ ᮔᮙᮔ ᮕᮨᮙᮣᮤᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮓᮑᮢᮕᮼ ᮇᮕᮢᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮣᮕ ᮢᮥᮝᮟᮢᮣ ᮙᮝᮠᮟᮢᮤᮑᮞᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮙᮝᯍ ᯖᮕ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛ ᮣᮟᮼ ᯏᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮑᮜᮜᮺ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮣᮠᮢᮕᮑᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮓᮜᮟᮣᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮙᮝᯍ ᯒᮙᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮟᮠᮙᮞᮙᮟᮞᮣ ᮝᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢᯍ ᯝᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮢᮑᮢᮩᮺ ᮙᮖ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮟᮠᮙᮞᮙᮟᮞᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮥᮞᮙᮝᮠᮟᮢᮤᮑᮞᮤᮺ ᮘᮕ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮑᮣ ᮧᮕᮜᮜ ᮙᮗᮞᮟᮢᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮜᮕᮤᮕᮜᮩᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮟᮒᮚᮕᮓᮤᮕᮔᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮙᮤ ᮠᮢᮟᮦᮕᮔ ᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮔᮟᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮼ

ᯝᮦᮕᮢ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮺ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮞᮟ ᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮣᮼ

ᮇᮘᮕᮞ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮕᮨᮑᮓᮤᮜᮩᯍ

ᮇᮘᮕᮞ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮩᮟᮥᮞᮗᮺ ᮝᮙᮔᮔᮜᮕ ᮣᮓᮘᮟᮟᮜ ᮣᮤᮥᮔᮕᮞᮤᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮢᮕᮡᮥᮙᮢᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮗᮟ ᮰ᮠᮢᮑᮓᮤᮙᮓᮑᮜ ᮤᮢᮑᮙᮞᮙᮞᮗᮼ᮰ ᯗᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮟᮣᮤᮻᮧᮑᮢ ᮠᮕᮢᮙᮟᮔᮺ ᮢᮕᮓᮟᮞᮣᮤᮢᮥᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮟᮣᮤ ᮦᮙᮤᮑᮜ ᮤᮘᮕᮝᮕ—ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮟᮥᮞᮔᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮟᮖ ᮑ ᮒᮕᮑᮥᮤᮙᮖᮥᮜ ᮣᮥᮠᮕᮢᮘᮥᮝᮑᮞ ᮣᮟᮓᮙᮕᮤᮩ—ᮧᮘᮙᮓᮘ ᮢᮕᮡᮥᮙᮢᮕᮔ ᮑ ᮝᮑᮣᮣᮙᮦᮕ ᮞᮥᮝᮒᮕᮢ ᮟᮖ ᮰ᮧᮟᮢᮛᮕᮢᮣᮼ᮰ ᮄᮘᮕᮢᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕᮺ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞ ᮝᮙᮔᮔᮜᮕ ᮣᮓᮘᮟᮟᮜᮺ ᮤᮘᮟᮣᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮟᮥᮤ ᮣᮥᮠᮕᮢᮠᮟᮧᮕᮢᮣ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮑᮛᮕ ᮑ ᮓᮘᮟᮙᮓᮕᮼ

ᮇᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮙᮞᮥᮕ ᮣᮤᮥᮔᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮑ ᮢᮕᮣᮕᮑᮢᮓᮘᮕᮢ ᮙᮞ ᮑ ᮣᮠᮕᮓᮙᮖᮙᮓ ᮖᮙᮕᮜᮔᮺ ᮟᮢ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮕᮞᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮢᮛᮖᮟᮢᮓᮕ ᮙᮝᮝᮕᮔᮙᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩᯍ

᮰ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙᮺ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮠᮜᮑᮞᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮔᮟᯍ᮰

᮰ᯛᮕᯍ ᯗ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛᮼᮼᮼ ᯗ᮵ᮝ ᮗᮟᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮢᮞ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮚᮟᮒᮼ᮰ ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙ ᮑᮞᮣᮧᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔ᮵ᮣ ᮡᮥᮕᮣᮤᮙᮟᮞᮼ

ᮄᮘᮙᮣ ᮔᮕᮓᮙᮣᮙᮟᮞ ᮣᮥᮢᮠᮢᮙᮣᮕᮔ ᮝᮑᮞᮩᮺ ᮑᮣ ᮕᮦᮕᮢᮩᮟᮞᮕ ᮛᮞᮕᮧ ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙ᮵ᮣ ᮣᮙᮤᮥᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮜᮙᮛᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢᮼ ᮄᮘᮕᮩ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮑᮣᮣᮥᮝᮕᮔ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮓᮘᮟᮟᮣᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮑ ᮢᮕᮣᮕᮑᮢᮓᮘᮕᮢᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮧᮟᮢᮛᮺ ᮣᮟ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮠᮑᮢᮤᮙᮓᮙᮠᮑᮤᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮢᮞᮣᮘᮙᮠ ᮠᮢᮟᮗᮢᮑᮝᮼ

ᮆᮕᮢᮩ ᮖᮕᮧ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮑᮓᮤᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮠᮑᮢᮤᮙᮓᮙᮠᮑᮤᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮢᮛ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮢᮞᮣᮘᮙᮠᮺ ᮑᮣ ᮝᮟᮣᮤ ᮒᮕᮜᮙᮕᮦᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮟᮤᮕᮞᮤᮙᮑᮜ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮢᮕᮣᮕᮑᮢᮓᮘᮕᮢᮣᮺ ᮝᮑᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮔᮙᮢᮕᮓᮤ ᮕᮞᮤᮢᮩ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮢᮛᮖᮟᮢᮓᮕ ᮜᮕᮣᮣ ᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮜᮙᮞᮗᮼ

ᯗᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮑᮝᮕ ᮓᮜᮑᮣᮣᮺ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮑᮞᮔ ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙ ᮕᮞᮔᮕᮔ ᮥᮠ ᮠᮑᮢᮤᮙᮓᮙᮠᮑᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮑᮝᮕ ᮧᮟᮢᮛ ᮠᮜᮑᮓᮕᮝᮕᮞᮤᮼ

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮠᮑᮢᮤᮙᮓᮥᮜᮑᮢᮜᮩ ᮔᮕᮝᮑᮞᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮟᮢᮛᮼ ᯏᮜᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮚᮟᮒ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮢᮞᮣᮘᮙᮠᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮑᮣᮛᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮢᮕᮜᮑᮤᮙᮦᮕᮜᮩ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᯉ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮓᮕᮢᮤᮑᮙᮞᮜᮩ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮑᮣᮣᮙᮗᮞ ᮟᮦᮕᮢᮜᮩ ᮣᮤᮢᮕᮞᮥᮟᮥᮣ ᮜᮑᮒᮟᮢ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮘᮙᮜᮔᮢᮕᮞᮼ

᮰ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟᮯ᮰ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮗᮙᮢᮜ᮵ᮣ ᮜᮙᮠᮣ ᮓᮥᮢᮦᮕᮔ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮑ ᮣᮧᮕᮕᮤ ᮣᮝᮙᮜᮕᮼ ᮰ᮇᮕ᮵ᮢᮕ ᮧᮟᮢᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟᮗᮕᮤᮘᮕᮢᮯ ᯒᮙᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮜᮕᮑᮢᮞ ᮑᮞᮩᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮢᮕᮣᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮟᮔᮑᮩ᮵ᮣ ᮤᮑᮣᮛᮣᯍ᮰

ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮣᮘᮟᮟᮛ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮘᮕᮑᮔᮺ ᮥᮞᮧᮙᮜᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮗᮕᮤ ᮤᮟᮟ ᮙᮞᮦᮟᮜᮦᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮘᮕᮢᮼ ᯛᮑᮞᮩ ᮒᮟᮩᮣ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮓᮜᮑᮣᮣ ᮜᮙᮛᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮢᮕᮣᮤᮕᮔᮼ ᯕᮕᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞᮦᮟᮜᮦᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮜᮕᮑᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮢᮟᮥᮒᮜᮕᮼ ᯗᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮑᮔᮝᮙᮢᮕᮢᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮟᮢᮔᮙᮞᮑᮢᮩ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮒᮕ ᮖᮙᮞᮕᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮙᮖ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᯏᮒᮙᮜᮙᮤᮩ ᮅᮣᮕᮢᮣᮺ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮣ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮒᮕᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮔᮙᮖᮖᮙᮓᮥᮜᮤᮼ

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮓᮟᮝᮝᮟᮞ ᮖᮟᮢ ᯏᮒᮙᮜᮙᮤᮩ ᮅᮣᮕᮢᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮥᮣᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮠᮟᮧᮕᮢ ᮤᮟ ᮟᮠᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣ ᮟᮢᮔᮙᮞᮑᮢᮩ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ—ᮑᮤ ᮜᮕᮑᮣᮤᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮣᮥᮢᮠᮢᮙᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮕᮢᮑᮼ ᯔᮥᮢᮤᮘᮕᮢᮝᮟᮢᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯛᮑᮣᮛᮕᮔ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮢᮥᮞᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮢᮑᮝᮠᮑᮞᮤᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮒᮑᮣᮙᮓ ᮢᮥᮜᮕ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮣᮥᮢᮦᮙᮦᮑᮜ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮑᮗᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮑᮦᮟᮙᮔ ᯏᮒᮙᮜᮙᮤᮩ ᮅᮣᮕᮢᮣ ᮑᮣ ᮝᮥᮓᮘ ᮑᮣ ᮠᮟᮣᮣᮙᮒᮜᮕᮼ ᯏᮜᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᯏᮒᮙᮜᮙᮤᮩ ᮅᮣᮕᮢᮣ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮑᮓᮤᮕᮔ ᮑᮣ ᮰ᯖᮕᮢᮟᮕᮣᮺ᮰ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮗᮢᮙᮤᮩ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮑᮜᮧᮑᮩᮣ ᮘᮙᮗᮘᮼ ᯛᮑᮞᮩ ᯖᮕᮢᮟᮕᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮥᮞᮠᮢᮟᮖᮕᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞᮑᮜᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮟᮝᮕ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮥᮣᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮣᮤᮑᮤᮥᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮥᮜᮜᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮟᮠᮥᮜᮑᮓᮕᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᯝᮢᮗᮑᮞᮙ᮪ᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮓᮟᮞᮣᮤᮑᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮧᮟᮢᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮙᮝᮠᮢᮟᮦᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮣᮕ ᮢᮕᮗᮥᮜᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮑᮞᮩᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢ ᮓᮟᮞᮣᮤᮢᮥᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮙᮞᮕᮦᮙᮤᮑᮒᮜᮩ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮖᮜᮑᮧᮣᮼ ᯏᮣ ᮑᮞ ᮟᮢᮔᮙᮞᮑᮢᮩ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞᮺ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮞᮔᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮙᮞᮙᮝᮙ᮪ᮕ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮠᮢᮕᮣᮕᮞᮓᮕᮼ

᮰ᯜᮟᮺ ᯗ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮜᮕᮑᮢᮞ ᮑᮞᮩᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮼ᮰

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮔᮕᮜᮙᮒᮕᮢᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮔᮙᮣᮝᮙᮣᮣᮙᮦᮕ ᮑᮞᮣᮧᮕᮢᮺ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮞᮔᮕᮔ ᮣᮟᮜᮕᮜᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮑᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮙᮢᮜ ᮔᮙᮣᮤᮑᮞᮓᮕ ᮘᮕᮢᮣᮕᮜᮖ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮘᮙᮝᮼ

ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮓᮥᮢᮙᮟᮣᮙᮤᮩᮼ

᮰ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮤᯍ᮰

᮰ᯒᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮑᮞᮩ ᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮣᯍ᮰

ᮇᮑᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮣᮘᮟᮧᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮖᮖ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮝᮑᮞᮩ ᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮔᯍ ᯜᮟᮺ ᮠᮕᮢᮘᮑᮠᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮝᮑᮜᮙᮓᮙᮟᮥᮣ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮞᮤᯉ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮠᮢᮟᮒᮑᮒᮜᮩ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮗᮕᮞᮥᮙᮞᮕᮜᮩ ᮓᮟᮞᮖᮥᮣᮕᮔ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮥᮢᮠᮢᮙᮣᮕᮔᮺ ᮗᮙᮦᮕᮞ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮝᮑᮞᮩ ᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮠᮟᮣᮣᮕᮣᮣᮕᮔᮼ

᮰ᯜᮟᮠᮕᮼ᮰

ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮝᮑᮙᮞᮤᮑᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮓᮥᮢᮤ ᮢᮕᮠᮜᮩᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕᮞᮺ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮟᮑᮜ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮑᮙᮞᮤᮑᮙᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮔᮙᮣᮤᮑᮞᮓᮕᮺ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮡᮥᮙᮓᮛᮜᮩ ᮜᮕᮖᮤᮼ ᮉᮕᮤᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮙᮢᮜ ᮛᮕᮠᮤ ᮖᮙᮞᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮙᮝᮺ ᮓᮟᮞᮣᮤᮑᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮒᮢᮙᮞᮗᮙᮞᮗ ᮥᮠ ᮦᮑᮢᮙᮟᮥᮣ ᮤᮟᮠᮙᮓᮣ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮔᮙᮣᮓᮥᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞᮼ

ᮃᮟᮺ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮙᮖᮤᮘ ᮔᮑᮩᮺ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮖᮙᮞᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮓᮟᮞᮖᮢᮟᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮔᮙᮢᮕᮓᮤᮜᮩᯈ ᮰ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙᮺ ᮔᮟ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮝᮕᯍ᮰

᮰ᯖᮥᮘᯍ ᯝᮖ ᮓᮟᮥᮢᮣᮕ ᮞᮟᮤᮯ ᮇᮘᮩ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮣᮥᮔᮔᮕᮞᮜᮩ ᮑᮣᮛ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᯍ᮰ ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮗᮕᮞᮥᮙᮞᮕᮜᮩ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮤᮜᮕᮔᮺ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮙᮝᮑᮗᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮣᮑᮩ ᮣᮥᮓᮘ ᮑ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮼ

ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮕᮝᮒᮑᮢᮢᮑᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮙᮞᮓᮟᮢᮢᮕᮓᮤ ᮗᮥᮕᮣᮣᮼ ᮰ᯗᮖ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮑᮣᮕᮺ ᮧᮘᮩ ᮔᮟ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮛᮕᮕᮠ ᮤᮑᮜᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮕᯍ ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮑ ᮗᮟᮟᮔ ᮙᮔᮕᮑᮼ᮰

ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮙᮞᮞᮟᮓᮕᮞᮤ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮓᮟᮞᮖᮥᮣᮕᮔᮼ ᮰ᮇᮕᮜᮜᮺ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟᮺ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮕᮨᮑᮓᮤᮜᮩ ᮔᮟ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᯍ᮰

᮰ᯗ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᮺ ᮙᮖ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮑᮞᮩ ᮖᮕᮕᮜᮙᮞᮗᮣ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮝᮕᮺ ᮠᮜᮕᮑᮣᮕ ᮤᮢᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮛᮕᮕᮠ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮔᮙᮣᮤᮑᮞᮓᮕᮼ ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮧᮑᮞᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮤᮟᮟ ᮝᮥᮓᮘ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮑᮓᮤ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮩᮟᮥᯉ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮙᮜᮜ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮒᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮕ ᮤᮢᮟᮥᮒᮜᮕᮼ᮰

ᮄᮘᮙᮣ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮞ ᮙᮞᮓᮢᮕᮔᮙᮒᮜᮩ ᮤᮑᮓᮤᮜᮕᮣᮣ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮑᮩᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮓᮑᮢᮕᮼ ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮙᮝᮠᮟᮢᮤᮑᮞᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮙᮝᮼ ᯏᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮑᮜᮜᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮓᮘᮑᮞᮗᮕ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮑᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣ ᮒᮑᮣᮕᮔ ᮟᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮟᮠᮙᮞᮙᮟᮞᮼ

᮰ᯖᮥᮘᮼᮼᮼ ᯒᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮖᮕᮕᮜ ᮜᮟᮞᮕᮜᮩ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮟᮥᮤ ᮑᮞᮩ ᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮣᯍ᮰

᮰ᯚᮟᮞᮕᮜᮩᯍ ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮙᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮣᮥᮠᮠᮟᮣᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᯍ ᯗ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮧᮑᮞᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮜᮙᮦᮕ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮙᮖᮕ ᮠᮢᮟᮠᮕᮢᮜᮩᮼ ᯏᮢᮕ ᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮣ ᮑ ᮞᮕᮓᮕᮣᮣᮙᮤᮩᯍ ᯗᮖ ᮩᮟᮥ᮵ᮢᮕ ᮤᮢᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔ ᮝᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ᮵ᮣ ᮞᮟ ᮞᮕᮕᮔᮼ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮞᮟ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮞᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮑᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮣᮼ ᯏᮞᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮑᮜᮢᮕᮑᮔᮩ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮠᮜᮕᮞᮤᮩᮼ᮰

ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ᮵ᮣ ᮑᮤᮤᮙᮤᮥᮔᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮟ ᮓᮟᮜᮔ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮟᮞᮕ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙ ᮖᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮙᮝᮠᮟᮣᮣᮙᮒᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮙᮞᮥᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮞᮦᮕᮢᮣᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮼ ᮃᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮜᮕᮑᮦᮕ ᮑᮧᮛᮧᮑᮢᮔᮜᮩᮼ

ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮒᮢᮕᮑᮤᮘᮕᮔ ᮑ ᮣᮙᮗᮘ ᮟᮖ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮕᮖᮼ ᯖᮕ ᮘᮟᮠᮕᮔ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮒᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮙᮝ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᯉ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮟᮟ ᮝᮥᮓᮘ ᮤᮢᮟᮥᮒᮜᮕᮼ ᯖᮕ ᮓᮕᮢᮤᮑᮙᮞᮜᮩ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮧᮑᮞᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕ ᮑᮝᮒᮥᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮒᮕᮑᮤᮕᮞ ᮟᮥᮤᮣᮙᮔᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮓᮘᮟᮟᮜ ᮗᮑᮤᮕᮣ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮔᮑᮩᮺ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮠᮟᮣᮣᮙᮒᮙᮜᮙᮤᮩ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮕᮨᮙᮣᮤᮕᮔᮼ

ᮃᮤᮑᮢᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮔᮑᮩᮺ ᮘᮕ ᮛᮕᮠᮤ ᮑ ᮣᮘᮑᮢᮠ ᮛᮞᮙᮖᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮠᮟᮓᮛᮕᮤᮼ ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮣᮕᮜᮖᮻᮔᮕᮖᮕᮞᮣᮕ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮑᮞᮩᮟᮞᮕ ᮤᮢᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮥᮣᮕ ᮦᮙᮟᮜᮕᮞᮓᮕ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮣᮤ ᮘᮙᮝᮼ

ᯖᮟᮧᮕᮦᮕᮢᮺ ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮗᮙᮦᮕ ᮥᮠᮼ ᮃᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮙᮞᮥᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮢ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮺ ᮖᮙᮞᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮞᮩ ᮢᮑᮞᮔᮟᮝ ᮤᮟᮠᮙᮓ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮤᮢᮙᮛᮕ ᮥᮠ ᮑ ᮓᮟᮞᮦᮕᮢᮣᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮼ

᮰ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮕᮨᮑᮓᮤᮜᮩ ᮔᮟ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮧᮑᮞᮤᯍ᮰

ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟᮼ ᮰ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟᮺ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮒᮕ ᮣᮟ ᮓᮑᮜᮝᯍ᮰

᮰ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮗᮕᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮤᯍ᮰

᮰ᯗ᮵ᮦᮕ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮧᮑᮤᮓᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮜᮟᮞᮗ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮼ᮰ ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᮘᮙᮝᮺ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮣᮠᮑᮢᮛᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮒᮕᮑᮥᮤᮙᮖᮥᮜᮜᮩᮺ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮙᮞᮩ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮣᮼ

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮣᮠᮟᮛᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮕᮨᮤᮢᮕᮝᮕ ᮣᮕᮢᮙᮟᮥᮣᮞᮕᮣᮣᯈ ᮰ᮉᮟᮥ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮕᮨᮑᮓᮤᮜᮩ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮝᮕᮼ ᯝᮥᮢ ᮠᮑᮢᮕᮞᮤᮣ ᮒᮟᮤᮘ ᮔᮙᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮑ ᯛᮑᮣᮛᮕᮔ ᮔᮙᮣᮑᮣᮤᮕᮢᮼ᮰

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᮄᮘᮕ ᮤᮕᮑᮓᮘᮕᮢᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮣᮥᮠᮠᮟᮣᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮛᮕᮕᮠ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮓᮟᮞᮖᮙᮔᮕᮞᮤᮙᮑᮜᮺ ᮧᮕᮢᮕᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮩᯍ᮰

᮰ᮄᮘᮕ ᮤᮕᮑᮓᮘᮕᮢ ᮑᮣᮛᮕᮔ ᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮕᮜᮠ ᮟᮢᮗᮑᮞᮙ᮪ᮕ ᮣᮟᮝᮕ ᮔᮟᮓᮥᮝᮕᮞᮤᮣ ᮕᮑᮢᮜᮙᮕᮢᮼ ᮄᮘᮕᮩ ᮖᮕᮜᮜ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮜᮟᮟᮢᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᯗ ᮣᮑᮧ ᮩᮟᮥᮢᮣ ᮒᮩ ᮓᮘᮑᮞᮓᮕᮼ᮰

᮰ᮄᮘᮑᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮣᮠᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮞ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮟᮞᮕ᮵ᮣ ᮠᮢᮙᮦᮑᮓᮩᮺ ᮙᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮙᮤᯍ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮓᮑᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮟᮜᮙᮓᮕᮼ᮰

ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙ ᮓᮜᮑᮣᮠᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮣ ᮤᮟᮗᮕᮤᮘᮕᮢᮺ ᮠᮥᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮞ ᮑ ᮠᮙᮤᮙᮖᮥᮜ ᮕᮨᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞᮼ ᮰ᮀᮜᮕᮑᮣᮕ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮔᮟ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᮮ᮰

᮰ᮃᮟᮼᮼᮼ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮔᮟ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮧᮑᮞᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮑᮩᯍ᮰

᮰ᮇᮘᮩ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮣᮟ ᮣᮤᮢᮟᮞᮗᯍ᮰ ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙ ᮦᮟᮙᮓᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮟᮞᮖᮥᮣᮙᮟᮞᮼ ᮰ᮇᮕ ᮒᮟᮤᮘ ᮜᮟᮣᮤ ᮟᮥᮢ ᮠᮑᮢᮕᮞᮤᮣᮼ ᮇᮕ ᮒᮟᮤᮘ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮞᮟ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮧᮕ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮓᮑᮜᮜ ᮖᮑᮝᮙᮜᮩᮼ ᯓᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᯗ ᮣᮕᮕ ᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮠᮑᮢᮕᮞᮤᮣᮺ ᯗ ᮖᮕᮕᮜ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮘᮥᮗᮕ ᮕᮝᮠᮤᮙᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮙᮞᮣᮙᮔᮕᮼ ᯗ᮵ᮦᮕ ᮝᮑᮔᮕ ᮣᮟ ᮝᮑᮞᮩ ᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮣᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮞᮟ ᮝᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮝᮑᮞᮩ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮦᮕᮺ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮕᮞᮟᮥᮗᮘᮼ ᯗ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮜ ᮖᮑᮝᮙᮜᮩᮼ ᯔᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮣ ᮑᮢᮕᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮢᮕᮜᮑᮤᮙᮦᮕᮣ—ᮒᮥᮤ ᮩᮟᮥᮺ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮜᮙᮦᮕ ᮣᮟ ᮣᮤᮢᮟᮞᮗᮜᮩᮺ ᮣᮟ ᮓᮑᮜᮝᮜᮩᮺ ᮣᮟ ᮑᮜᮟᮞᮕᯍ ᯒᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮖᮕᮕᮜ ᮕᮝᮠᮤᮩ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮝᮙᮣᮕᮢᮑᮒᮜᮕᯍ᮰

᮰ᯓᮝᮠᮤᮙᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮝᮙᮣᮕᮢᮩᮺ ᮘᮥᮘᮯ᮰ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮣᮞᮕᮕᮢᮕᮔᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮜᮑᮓᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮣᮕᮜᮖᮻᮝᮟᮓᮛᮕᮢᮩᮼ ᮰ᯔᮕᮕᮜ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮢᮕᮑᮤ ᮕᮝᮠᮤᮙᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮝᮙᮣᮕᮢᮩᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮧᮘᮑᮤᯍ ᮉᮟᮥ᮵ᮦᮕ ᮔᮟᮞᮕ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮕᮣᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮣᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮕᮞᮔᮺ ᮑᮢᮕᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮣᮙᮜᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮕᮞᮔᮥᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮤᯍ ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮗᮟᮟᮔ ᮙᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮕᮝᮟᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮙᮖ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮔᮟ ᮙᮣ ᮣᮙᮜᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮕᮞᮔᮥᮢᮕ ᮙᮤᯍ᮰

ᯐᮑᮙ᮪ᮘᮙ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮙᮜᮕᮞᮤ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤᮼ ᮰ᯐᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᮺ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮑ ᮠᮢᮟᮠᮟᮣᮑᮜᮺ ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟᮼ᮰

᮰ᯏ ᮠᮢᮟᮠᮟᮣᮑᮜᯍ᮰

᮰ᯚᮕᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮒᮕᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮖᮑᮝᮙᮜᮩ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮕᮑᮓᮘ ᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢᮯ᮰

ᯚᮥᮟ ᯛᮥᮨᮙᮑᮟ ᮖᮢᮟ᮪ᮕᮺ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩ ᮓᮟᮞᮖᮥᮣᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᮤᮼ

᮰ᯝᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮤᮢᮥᮜᮩ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮣᮤᮑᮞᮔ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮧᮕ ᮖᮕᮕᮜᮼ ᯝᮞᮜᮩ ᮧᮕ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮣᮤᮑᮞᮔ ᮕᮑᮓᮘ ᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢᮼᮼᮼ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮑᮙᮞ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮑᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮞᮟ ᮖᮑᮝᮙᮜᮩᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮩᮕᮑᮢᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮢᮕᮜᮩ ᮟᮞ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮟᮞᮕ ᮕᮜᮣᮕᮼᮼᮼ ᯚᮕᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮒᮕ ᮖᮑᮝᮙᮜᮩᮯ᮰

Daughter! Don’t You Understand the First Thing About Filial Piety?!

“Dad, you’ve been awfully chummy with Ren-kun from next door lately,” Hana Tanaka observed, her eyes narrowed at her father, Kenji Tanaka, who stubbornly was still in her Magical Girl Black outfit. “Ah, Hana-chan! Well, Dad and Ren-kun were just… discussing your future marriage prospects with him!” Black stammered, a bead of sweat forming under her bangs. “Still in that ridiculous getup, Dad? And why haven’t you changed back for days? The neighbors are starting to give us looks!” “A Magical Girl must always be vigilant against the encroaching Evil Organization threatening our beloved city!” “Enough excuses! Tell me the truth, Dad!” Hana demanded, hands on her hips. After a long long while of silent, Black sighed, “Hana, my dearest daughter… your dear Okaasan, before she passed, wished for my happiness. And Ren-kun… he’s just like her. So gentle, so kind! It must be her, reincarnated as a boy! This magical power, this frilly costume… it was all granted so I could be with her again!” Hana recoiled. “Dad, that’s… that’s completely ridiculous! You can’t actually be planning to marry him!” “And why shouldn’t your Dad find a little joy?!” Black fumed, cheeks flushing, “Don’t you understand the first thing about filial piety?! One more word of your youthful impertinence, and Ren-kun will be your new step-father by sunset!” “You crazy old fool! So that was your twisted plan all along! Fine! If it’s a battle you desire, then a battle you shall receive! Only one Tanaka is walking out of this living room alive!” “Prepare yourself! Witness my ultimate technique! God-Severing Cleave!!”

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