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::Takatori Mamoru was a difficult man to catch alone. He was surrounded by toadies and sycophants and lawyers half the day, and the crème de la crème of society from three continents the other half... and his intensely loyal and impressively trained bodyguards were never far off. But he still could take himself to the bathroom, and Farf still had a PINpoint. There wasn't any way to make this look like anything other than a hit, unfortunately, but if his alternate couldn't defend against an attack from the Takatori family, that was no skin off Farf's nose.::