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Another strange チューブ appears from the top of the frame, and snaps into sudden 形. We are traveling rapidly 後方へ. The チューブ becomes a wing, and then becomes the 空気 itself. His fluttering lungs, 心 beating behind them. Let's float down, our フライト under our control. Gently now.
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