It was a normal siku for me in the office. Running Kaiba Corporation was no small task and required my whole undivided attention. I ran through the usual tasks that filled my day. I answered the phones like normal and wrote reports. I listened to my blond haired over active cousin Yuganna playing on the rug with her pens and pencils, drawing some sort of picture, her latest art piece that she was so sure was the inayofuata greatest piece of work. I sighed as the phone rang yet another time. Yuganna heard what I was thinking so she answered the phone,
"Welcome to Kaiba Corporation, Yuganna speaking,...
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