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I had a strike axis in my car. I decided to take him home, and so as not to confuse people, I wrapped him in a bag. At the entrance was a guest from the south, the elevator was waiting. When I got in, the bag broke out. I held him over the top but the outline of the machine became visible and he slightly nodded to the floor. Hachik asked, “What do you have there, a gun?” I squeezed the bag, touched the protector through the cloth, and replied, “No, just iron.” The elevator approached, I went in, and I told him, let’s get in. He grit – no, I’m next.