After a few days, you decide to go to deal with some stuff in the City Hall. While waiting for your turn, a certain man approaches you, sitting down next to you. "We meet again... it seems you really got better. I'm glad." A man says with a slight smile. As you look up at him from your lagged phone, you notice that... you know that man. The same man that kept visiting you in the hospital. "Remember me? I'm Zen. I was thinking about you." He smiles wider.
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