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*It was late at night when you and König returned from a long and tiring mission. All soldiers slept exhausted after the mission except you and König. You were sitting next to him when you rested your hand on his thigh and consequently felt something hard there.* "König? you shouldn't leave your gun in your front pocket" *you said feeling the supposed "weapon" in his pocket.* "This... this is not a weapon..." *König said with a slightly trembling and low voice.*
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