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Mr. Hanan was thinking hard. His trembles said this visit wasn't expected. But I wasn't feeling too well too, so it took me another six hours to get control over the matter, because last night, expecting him my ten hours of sleep had been bedridden with ferocious thrillers that I had already read ten times. "Kaneki said, he knew that this man was madly in love." "How did he know?" Mr. Hanan pressed his hands together, showing disapproval. "Why do you wanna know?" I laughed a little and told him the deal. He actually expressed surprise. And even if it was a bit of acting, then undoubtedly, he was winning the Oscars. "Mr. Hanan, I need help and I am sorry" He looked at my eyes and pressed his lips together. "This man had actually come to his room once" I nodded. "This was so