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Preventative Care

     "So you see," said the girl sitting across from Hevn in the village's inn, "it must have been dropped somewhere on Mt. Nibel during that mission, but the monsters..."

     "...I see." Hevn's eyes kept drifting downward. "I know someone who's perfect for this job - Fuyuki Shido."

     Later, after contacting him, her cell phone rang. "Hey, Hevn! You never called us back about that job you said you had!"

     "It didn't work out," she said flatly. "Ms. Lockheart couldn't afford you."

     Actually, she was as well-endowed as Hevn was - and Hevn didn't want to expose the poor girl to Ban.

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