Monday, October 10, had returned!
The holiday known as Sports Day, the second Monday of October, or so-called "spo-tsu no hi," was practically a holiday made for getsuku.
Following last week’s positively shocking long-take kiss scene—
the second teaser for Episode 6, where "Hiroki" and "Honoka"’s love truly began and they resolved to take revenge on the Fukomoto Group’s evil deeds, had been released early.
" [The Bird in the Cage]. These days, this drama has become quite the hot topic.
Last week’s Episode 5 of [The Bird in the Cage] achieved a record-breaking 55.2% rating, creating a new social phenomenon in our society.
In fact, it is said that at 9:00 p.m. on Monday, when the drama airs, even the streets of downtown Tokyo become noticeably quiet so that people can watch it.
Some have even coined a new term for this phenomenon, calling it "Evening in the Cage," which gives you an idea of the drama’s influence and reach."
As the news anchor said, the streets of downtown Tokyo were already quiet at 9:00 p.m.
But the Hoshino family watching the drama was noisier than ever.
"Kyaaaaaaah-!!!"
Ai, wearing a smile full of starlight, let out a shy scream and stamped her feet.
As expected, it was a little embarrassing—★
Even with the babies there, the reason she was embarrassed—written as embarrassed, though really she was just wildly excited and screaming—was because:
"Did you sleep well?"
"...Thanks to you."
Honoka, who had prepared Hiroki’s morning in advance, approached him after he woke up and smiled with satisfaction.
Moreover, Honoka was fully dressed—
while Hiroki, whose voice was hoarse, was sitting up on the futon laid out in the living room with his top off, his blond hair a complete mess and his glasses removed.
And the sight of his neatly arranged suit jacket, dress shirt, and slacks hanging on a hanger against one wall was!
"Kyaaaaaah-★ Kaoru!"
"...Ha, hahaha."
Kaoru, already an adult who knew perfectly well what was going on, found his wife’s excited screams even more maddening.
In truth, both the Aquaruby siblings and even elementary schooler Ame had seen their dad with his top off countless times, so they weren’t bothered at all.
Honestly... aside from his hair being a bit more of a disaster than usual, the way he had just woken up was basically the same as always.
"E~? Mom, what’s wrong?"
In fact, elementary schooler Ame looked at her overly excited mother with a strange expression.
"Papa, did you go to sleep without washing up yesterday? Puhuh-! Your hair in the back looks totally like a lion!"
"..."
Pure and innocent Ruby burst out laughing at her papa’s wildly disheveled hair, made even messier by the rather excessive makeup.
Aqua, standing beside her, didn’t understand the meaning of his twin sister’s words and blinked blankly with his blue eyes.
"...S-she doesn’t mean you slept with Mother or anything like that, right?"
Aqua’s ears turned faintly red as his imagination ran wild on its own.
The child clung tightly to Kaoru’s arm and, with sparkling starlight eyes, watched her husband putting on his dress shirt on the TV.
Every day, whenever she had a spare moment, she could see her husband’s bare skin to her heart’s content, but...
Even the husband’s sculpted, hardened, sharply trained upper-body muscles, broad shoulders, and back that she had stared at absentmindedly on the set during the extra filming were...
"Kyaaaaaaah-★"
Seeing them on TV made her blush even harder, feel even more embarrassed, and pound even faster—
her brilliant starlight eyes glittered with a blazing radiance, as if emitting light from a quasar.
The child, her face red, hammered her husband’s sturdy forearm with rabbit fists and let out starry screams.
At her mother’s reaction, which was even more out of control than during the long-take kiss scene—
"Momma-! Fuhihi-!"
Amber, who was in her father’s arms, clapped happily with a grin.
"Thank you. I’ll make sure Honoka won’t cry anymore. We’ll definitely be happy. Together."
"...I’m already happy. Even if I bawl my eyes out, Hiroki will come running and hug me like he did yesterday, won’t he?"
"...Th-th-th-the miso soup is delicious. Ahem! It’s so savory, and the flavor is really alive—"
"Puhuh! Your face is totally bright red, isn’t it? Wow, Hiroki-san—could it be, are you embarrassed~?"
"Ahem!"
Instead of his usual obsessively neat and tidy appearance—
Hiroki, without his horn-rimmed glasses and dressed casually in a dress shirt, sat together in the living room for breakfast.
And Honoka, instead of the dark shadow that always hung over her face, was full of bright light and affection.
Like a married couple who had overcome hardship and adversity to finally be together, the natural, warm atmosphere blended with the morning sunlight pouring in through the window and captured the viewers’ hearts.
"Ah~ I want to be held by [Kamisama]-! I’m jealous of Ai-chan~ I want a man like that toooo-"
"...When exactly are you planning to get married?"
"Mom, no!!!"
"Y-you."
A mother scolding her frivolous daughter, who even after getting a job still lived off her parents until she was well past marriageable age—
"...They must have done it a lot, right?"
"Not just a lot... in real life, they’re parents of four siblings, after all."
"...Wow. True."
"Hoshino Ai is really pretty. Wow... if she smiled at me like that—"
"Hey, hey, hey. Keep it down! If the dorm mother hears us, we’re really done for this time!"
High school boys at the boarding school, gathered in a room and secretly watching the drama on a laptop—
"Kitagawa. You’re so absorbed in watching a drama your friend is in, huh?"
"Haha... you’re not off work yet? Senior Kujo."
"What do you mean, off work? This is my house. Well, for someone in the special investigations division, a guy with your level of seniority probably doesn’t think twice about turning on a drama while reviewing an 800-page trial record, right?"
"Please cut me some slack. I just got back from my honeymoon and I’m doing this. Isn’t it better than slacking off while talking to my wife on the phone?"
"Heh, true enough. Then turn the volume up a little."
"...Huh? No, you’re watching too?"
"A fun drama is even better when you watch it together. Mind if I borrow a chair?"
And then—
The tip of the sword aimed at evil.
Even the ace prosecutors of the Tokyo District Public Prosecutors Office, working late into the night without turning off the office lights, were engrossed in the drama.
" ... ... "
Hiroki, dressed neatly in the suit Honoka had carefully ironed for him early that morning, the same suit he had worn yesterday.
Though his feet weren’t in great shape after all the running—his soles had blisters and his toes were scraped raw.
Hiroki checked the dozens of missed calls and message notifications on his smartphone and...
"Can I... call you Yui?"
He looked at the framed photo sitting in a corner of the small living room wall, showing the smiling face of Honoka’s deceased daughter, Aizawa Yui.
While Honoka was briefly away.
Hiroki pressed his lips together for a moment, lost in thought, then soon spoke to Yui in the photo with a steady voice full of resolve.
"I’ll protect Honoka."
No longer wearing the horn-rimmed glasses that had made his expression look vague and indistinct.
Having gained a precious person he had to protect, he let his blue eyes shine as he promised:
"I promise, Yui. I’ll protect Mom... no matter what."
Blue eyes that no longer held a timid, weak look, but finally shone with a brilliant radiance.
As the son-in-law and member of the Fukomoto Group.
To protect the woman he loved, and to take revenge in place of his father.
Hiroki’s blue eyes seemed to pierce straight through the camera as the tense orchestral music gradually heightened the atmosphere.
"I-it’s starting! The grand epic of revenge—!"
"Yeah! It’s starting!"
Ame swallowed hard, breaking into a cold sweat.
Ruby, admiring her youngest sister for using difficult vocabulary at just the right moments thanks to all the books she had read, also swallowed and nodded vigorously, her eyes shining with solemn excitement.
As the revenge narrative of the drama truly began, the AquarubyAme siblings became even more absorbed in it.
"Hehe—how should I put it, both during filming and now... it feels like I’m remembering the time when I was born with Aku-chan and Ruby-chan and living together with Kaoru."
"...Me too. Even though the house is different and the environment is completely different—"
"Right. But strangely, it feels like we’ve gone back to that time, doesn’t it? It’s amazing—★ I’m even happier that I’m not the only one who feels it!"
"Haha. Oh, remember that from before? When we ordered baby supplies online and used them for the first time..."
Of course, the three siblings also perked up their ears at the parents’ story as they sat on the sofa, sweetly reminiscing about the past.
But the drama, as if refusing to let their focus drift, quickly launched into a cathartic, wave-like progression.
"...What did you do? Ignored all my calls and texts? Why did you suddenly run out of the event?"
"Is there any reason I need to tell you?"
"...What?"
"Have I ever once asked where you were, who you were with, or what you were doing? Not even once, up until now."
"!"
The husband’s momentum had changed 180 degrees from yesterday. As if he had returned to the time when she first met him, Hiroki’s confident gaze—now that he had gained a "being" to protect and a "reason" to live—made Mami, for the first time in her life, flinch under her husband’s pressure and shamefully avert her eyes, turning her head away from his downward stare.
But only for a moment, as if to say that was all it took, Mami snapped at him:
"So what? Are you saying you came back here proudly after cheating on me?"
"Think whatever you want."
Hiroki carefully adjusted the sleeve of the white dress shirt Honoka had ironed for him and said, looking at his wife with a cold gaze:
"I won’t answer until you do."
And then— a CG effect immediately followed, as the camera was sucked swiftly into the depths of Hiroki’s blue eyes.
Hiroki, who had met one-on-one with Yamazaki Takeru, the deputy head of the Fukomoto Group’s strategic planning headquarters and the favorite of Chairman Fukomoto, who was also having an affair with Mami.
He had devised a massive and dangerous plan to bring down the Fukomoto Group, and now he showed the arrogant, overbearing Yamazaki Takeru several shocking photos.
"...Y-you’re insane?!"
To Takeru, whose arrogant and overbearing demeanor vanished as his face turned deathly pale with shock—
Hiroki, baring photos of his one-night affair with Fukomoto Mami, said with lethal intensity:
"The insane one is you. Did you really think you’d get away with committing such shameless acts with a married woman? Seriously?"
"Papa, you seem like a different person. Scary..."
Ruby, watching the TV, looked back and forth between Papa sitting on the sofa and Papa on the screen, rubbing the goosebumps that had risen on her arms.
They say when a person changes, even their eyes change first—and Ruby had learned that was true through Papa(?)
Apparently Ame felt the same, because before long she had climbed onto the sofa and stuck close to her mother.
Takeru, who had far more to lose than Hiroki, who had become the embodiment of revenge, finally dropped to his knees.
To Takeru, who was about to marry the woman he loved—moreover, the daughter of a major media mogul whom Chairman Fukomoto had arranged for him to meet through an arranged marriage—
he had no choice.
"Let’s make a deal."
Hiroki, wearing a sly smile, removed his horn-rimmed glasses.
In that instant, his cold, bloodless blue eyes were revealed.
An eyes full of malice and venom that only someone who had lost something precious could show.
"I will bring down the Fukomoto Group."
Having finished preparing to use any means necessary to achieve that goal, Hiroki matched Takeru’s eye level and calmly stated his demands in a low voice sharpened cold and keen.
"Where exactly are your mother-in-law’s art pieces stored... in which container?"
"!"
At his needle-sharp question about the whereabouts of the art pieces, a useful vehicle for laundering illegal slush funds—
Takeru’s pupils widened all at once.
And then— Hiroki’s blue eyes gleamed with a frosty brilliance—
"I trust you’ll tell me."
- ♬♪~
The main OST played, the drama ended, and the preview for the next episode began.
Ai, frozen without even being able to breathe at Kaoru’s insane acting, slowly turned her head and looked at her husband blankly.
Unable even to close her mouth, Ai squeezed out a voice and said:
"K-Kaoru!"
"Y-yeah?"
"Is it... better that Honoka can iron shirts and clothes better than Ai?"
"...Ah. That’s really an unexpected question, Ai."
"Huh?"
Kaoru expressed pure admiration for his wife’s astral, off-the-wall questions that always went far beyond his expectations.
Of course, regardless of that—
Aqua, who had his elbows on the table and his hands clasped under his chin, and Ruby and Ame, who had watched every second of the trailer without missing a beat, not moving at all.
And when the preview ended and the broadcast moved on to commercials, the three siblings simultaneously turned their heads to look at their father sitting on the sofa.
"W-why, why are you looking at me?"
"Nothing! Papa! I-I-I should brush my teeth! Ruby is a good child who listens to Papa!"
"Mm~ No. I just~ wanted to see Dad’s face~ I should go to bed early today! Ame is a good child!"
"I’ll put Amber to bed today, Dad. Please rest easy with Mom! Let’s go, Amber."
"Big bro~! Byaaah~ kyaaa- giggle-"
All three siblings, each making excuses while watching Kaoru’s expression, left to go do the things they had put off, and Aqua decided that today he would put Amber to bed himself for his parents.
Kaoru looked at his eldest son, who was taking the youngest son away from his arms(?), with an utterly unreadable expression.
Suddenly left alone in the living room with only his wife.
"Did I... do something wrong?"
"Puhuh-!"
At her husband’s adorable cluelessness, sometimes slower than a turtle when it came to reading the room, Ai burst into starry laughter instead of answering.
Lying down with her head on her husband’s thigh, Ai lifted her left arm, pointed her index finger, and shouted while aiming it straight at his face:
"Don’t worry-! Ai will protect the stupid Oru!"
"..."
She didn’t answer the question.
Instead, she delivered the ultimate shout, perfectly rearranging his line from earlier!
With a snort of a smile, Kaoru raised a large hand, gently grabbed the cheek of his wife—the eldest daughter of the Hoshino family—and kneaded it with affection.
"Kyaaaang- kyung- nooo-!"
"There~"
-
[Youtou High School].
Even in the vast expanse of Tokyo, it was famous as one of the few integrated middle-and-high schools with an entertainment department, attended by a wide variety of students such as actors, models, singers, and even kabuki performers whose families had inherited the profession for generations.
Its average academic level was below average, but the curriculum was no different from a regular high school, and although it had attendance accommodations for entertainment activities, students still suffered the same disadvantages if they neglected their studies.
Uniquely, students in the entertainment department, unlike those in the regular track, had an academic schedule in which application submissions and interviews were conducted in October of the current year, rather than the following year when the new school term began.
This was because the number of students entering the entertainment department was smaller than that of the regular track, and since it was difficult for them to focus on academics, most of them had lower grades; moreover, because they were busy making time for their own work, a flexible admissions environment was guaranteed for them, unlike for ordinary students.
However, there was one thing that had to be submitted in order to enter Youtou High School.
Namely...
"Here, these are for Ruby, and these are for Aqua."
With a motherly smile, Miyako came over holding two documents and handed one to Ruby and one to Aqua.
The documents were copies of the contract proof showing that they were affiliated with the Ichigo Production Group.
When they asked her to bring them because they needed them for admission to Youtou High School, Miyako had brought copies of the contract together with her husband Ichigo.
"Wow-! Thank you, Miyaemon-☆"
"Thank you."
Ruby, with the copy of the contract stamped with a certified true copy seal and President Ichigo’s seal, stamped her feet in excitement.
And Aqua, who had already grown into a dependable young man and had developed so much that he looked just like Kaoru from his student days.
Before long, Miyako looked at the twins, who had grown so well and were preparing to enter high school, with slightly moist eyes.
Still—
Though she had not given birth to them herself, she held deep maternal affection for the twins, who were no different from her own children, children she loved as much as her daughter Hina.
The same was true for Ichigo, it seemed, as he adjusted his sunglasses, unclasped his hands, rubbed his knees, and cleared his throat.
"Ahem, ahem... time really flies."
"Hehe. Why? Didn’t you say you wanted Hina to grow up quickly as soon as she started walking?"
"...I do want Hina to grow up quickly. Then I’ll be free from childcare—"
"Once she’s all grown up, you’ll threaten her not to acknowledge you in public, won’t you? You’ve underestimated the terror of puberty way too much~"
"......"
Noticing the pupils trembling behind his sunglasses, Miyako covered her mouth with her hand and snickered.
Though she had entered her forties, her beauty remained unchanged, and with the added charm of her mature, composed demeanor, Miyako’s looks shone even more brightly.
"All right! Thank you for waiting~★ Delicious apples!"
"Waaah~! Mama! The apples are shining-!"
"Oh my, thank you. Ai~"
"Mom, thank you!"
Ai came from the kitchen carrying neatly and beautifully sliced apples arranged on a lovely plate.
The Ai who, after giving birth to the twins, couldn’t even handle a knife properly had now become the invincible [Mom], able to slice apples cleanly and plate them beautifully.
Hearing that, Kaoru, who had been watching Hina and his youngest son in Amber’s room, also came out carrying the two babies in one arm.
Miyako tried to take Hina into her arms, but Kaoru sat down beside Aqua and said with a smile:
"I’ll hold Hina. Please eat comfortably, Miyako-san."
"Oh my~♥ Thank you, Kaoru! Hoho~ Mm~ The apples! So sweet?"
"......Ahem."
For some reason, Ichigo felt like he was sitting on a bed of nails, and even while eating the apples, he kept sneaking glances at his wife.
Ai sat beside Ichigo and ate the apples together with him, like a father and daughter sharing a sweet moment.
"Ame went to swimming school, right?"
At Ichigo’s question, Ame nodded and said:
"Yes! Ame really loves swimming-! I’ve been going to swimming school for... almost two years now?"
"Huh, that’s been quite a while."
She went without fail on Mondays and Thursdays, and today, Saturday, was "free play education" time, so Ame came back after happily swimming with her classmates.
Taking after her mother and father, she had long arms and legs, excellent adaptability to water, and outstanding composure, so the academy teacher praised her endlessly for having talent in swimming.
"Oh! Didn’t the swimming school teacher say last time that they wanted to send you to a junior swimming competition? What did you do?"
"Ah—that... puhuhu—Ame said she only goes to swimming school because she likes swimming, so she isn’t really interested in competitions or anything like that~"
"Eeeh???"
Miyako’s eyes went wide at the unexpected answer. She had been going to swimming school for nearly two years simply because she liked swimming, with no interest in competitions!
She had even won the grand prize in a speech contest, and she had talent in swimming too—calling her a jack-of-all-trades would not be an exaggeration.
However, Ichigo seemed a little disappointed and clicked his tongue.
"Hmph. If we could just get a sports star out of this, I wouldn’t ask for anything more. I guess I’ll have to pin my hopes on Amber."
"Hahaha! I’ll do my best."
At Ichigo’s ambition to dominate every field of athletics and the arts, Kaoru laughed heartily and looked at Amber, who was in the arms of his eldest son.
His youngest son, busy chewing on the small pieces of apple cut for him.
"What? Weren’t you the one saying you hoped Ame would become a lawyer or a doctor?"
Ruby’s sharp jab, delivered with narrowed eyes, made Ichigo flinch and push his sunglasses higher.
"W-well—children are supposed to have lots of dreams from the start!"
"Peeh—Ruby only ever had one dream, so does that mean Ruby is a bad child?"
"...Huh? N-no, th-that’s—! Of course not! The number of dreams matters, but the quality should obviously be good too! Mm!"
When Ruby pouted as if dejected, the doting grandfather Ichigo trembled and turned pale, waving his hands frantically.
Kaoru, Ai, Miyako, and Aqua all burst out laughing, adding happiness to the warm atmosphere.
"Ame- Ame-"
"Naa- Hiaa~★"
Amber and Hina, who had been munching on the small apple pieces Kaoru cut for them.
When Hina stared at Amber and waved her tiny hand, Amber, who was in Aqua’s arms, let out a giggle and waved back with a starlight smile exactly like her mother’s.
-
Time passed, and it became Monday, October 17.
Even though it was Monday, Ruby got up early in the morning and took a clean, thorough shower.
Then, after returning to her room, she carefully combed her hair and pinned her bangs to the side with a hairpin.
"..."
She drew on all the know-how and experience she had learned from Mama, Miyaemon, Akane, her friends, and famous beauty YouTubers, and from practicing makeup on her own since elementary school.
After carefully finishing her base makeup, Ruby meticulously brushed up her eyebrows with mascara!
Her star-bright red eyes glittered, and while Ruby was fully focused on staring at her reflection in the mirror—
"......"
The admirable, cute, and lovely sight of eldest daughter Ruby, who had woken up earlier than her eldest brother Aqua and was preparing for her high school interview.
Kaoru, who had finished his morning jog and come out of the master bathroom, quietly stood in front of Ruby’s room and watched his eldest daughter doing her makeup with a pleased expression.
His face naturally softened with affection as Kaoru watched Ruby close the mascara cap and lift a tint to apply to her lips.
That baby, once smaller than his own forearm, had grown so much and was now preparing for a high school interview, putting on pretty makeup early in the morning.
"Eh?"
Only then did Ruby notice Papa in the mirror, and she jolted in surprise before turning around and speaking in an embarrassed voice:
"P-Papa! How long have you been there!? Uu- what is it~"
"Haha. Not long. Since our Ruby started doing mascara?"
"Eeh-? Th-then that’s a long time! Waaah- no matter if it’s Papa, Ruby’s privacy! Please respect it!"
"Hahahaha-! Sorry, sorry. But what am I supposed to do when my daughter is this cute?"
At that heart-piercing line from Papa, Ruby flinched again and her ears turned red.
How on earth could he say such a cheesy line so casually—!!!
To avoid getting swept up by Papa, who proved that he really had stolen Mama(?) away,
"I don’t careee-! Papa is mean! Don’t spy on me!"
"Ah! Ouch~ Hahahaha!"
Ruby beat Papa’s forearm mercilessly with rabbit fists, just like her mother.
Then, coming to her senses and checking the time, Ruby quickly sat back down in her chair and stared into the vanity mirror.
There was no time for this!!!
How important was today!
"...This is tint? Right? And this is... the foundation Mom uses. Oh! The case color is the same brand?"
"Agh! Papa! Ru, Ruby has to focus right now! This is super important! The high school interview is right around the corner!"
"Hahahat-! Yes, yes. I know. I’ll stay quietly beside you so I don’t get in the way."
At Papa’s handsome smile, which somehow felt clingy today,
Ruby let out a long sigh as if she couldn’t help it and applied the tint to her lips.
"...When our Ruby was little, if Dad tied my bangs like this and sat on the sofa, she’d say, ‘Papa, I’ll do your makeup!’ and put makeup on me too. Of course, it was less makeup and more like doodles. Hahaha."
"Eh? Really? I don’t remember!? Ruby used Papa’s face as a sketchbook...!"
Since childhood memories became hazier as she grew older, Ruby was startled and looked at Papa in the mirror with a disbelieving expression.
But Papa remembers everything.
The tiny days of the beloved children who would never return.
Literally, like little angels—endlessly pretty and cute and giving far more love than they received.
Kaoru, briefly recalling those days, cleared his throat a couple of times as if moved, then said:
"You did. I’ll find the photos and show them to you later, Ruby."
"......"
Ruby turned back and looked at Papa again.
Not makeup, but doodles...
"Then I’ll do it again for you!"
"...Hm? Do what?"
"Makeup! This time properly! I’ll do my best and show you Ruby’s makeup skills, Papa!"
"...W-wait, no, you don’t have to—"
"You trust Ruby, don’t you, Papa?"
"...I-I do. I trust you, my daughter. Hahaha... hahaha..."
Ruby, having more or less forced Papa’s consent, wore a smile full of mischief at the corners of her mouth and nodded in satisfaction.
"Then it’s settled-! Heheh-☆"
Suddenly, a very ambitious thought flashed through Ruby’s mind—namely, that when she had time, she should search online for places selling women’s wigs.
-
The morning of Youtou High School, where the entertainment department interviews were being held.
"Ugh, what a pain. Isn’t this just a formality anyway? So what if it’s the entertainment department?"
"Seriously. Damn... ah, if it weren’t for the interview, I’d be out having fun."
Two boys who looked obviously delinquent shoved their hands in their pockets and grumbled as they walked down the hallway.
Before them—young men who had lived arrogantly however they pleased, with not a shred of honor or respect for their profession, and no "dream" at all—
"...Huh?"
Far away, from down the hallway, a "light" shimmered.
It was too clear to be a will-o’-the-wisp, and too distinct to be a hallucination.
"What the—whoa!?"
"......"
The bodies of the two boys froze at once as they looked ahead.
A sense of awe they dared not even approach was walking toward them.
Click-clack—
Step, step—
The sounds of loafers and shoe heels grew louder, tightening around the boys’ hearts.
The neat school uniform of the historic, prestigious integrated middle-and-high school, [Shiroyama Gakuin Middle School].
Beautiful blond hair shining brilliantly in the morning sunlight streaming through the windows.
And—
"!"
[Starlight].
An overwhelming talent so far beyond reach it stole even the courage to challenge it, the birth of an absurd and overpowering talent.
The boys, speechless, backed away little by little, staring blankly as if bewitched by the aura of the two boy and girl twins.
Without even realizing that they had unconsciously made way for them.
"...You know."
"Yeah."
"T-today... I’m really glad we came to the interview."
The two boys couldn’t tear their eyes away from the twins’ brilliant backs.
One of them swallowed hard at the thrill filling him to the crown of his head, and nodded silently at his friend’s words.
They were certain—boldly certain—that everyone who attended today’s interview would feel the same way.
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