Chapter 003 – Seimei Kikan
[Kaienreki Calendar 1500, Third Month of the Year]
It had been roughly nine months since Kindred had started to teach Lupin. At this point he had grasped the basic fighting stances and techniques Kindred had taught him, while getting more familiar with using the sword.
Also a lot has happened in the world in these last few months. Gol D. Roger had been annouced the King of Pirates several months ago, by the World Government, which had caused a significant unrest in the world. Many more pirates had sat sail to try and challenge Roger for his title.
Still, Lupin knew that the worst has yet to come. The moment of Rogers execution was nearing rapidly, which meant the Great Age of Pirates would start soon and plunge the world into even more chaos.
Even now the Four Blues weren't as safe as they used to be, and as soon as the Great Age of Pirates began, it would only get worse.
Fortunately he had made great progress with his training.
Lupin could now use Observation Haki ten out of ten times, his mind being calm like a clear lake. His range had also increased to more than 70 meters in radius. His physical strength had also increased to being able to lift more than double his previous limit, roughly 1000 kilogramms.
But the most incredible thing that had happened to him was the skill he had unknowingly trained himself in – Seimei Kikan.
Seimei Kikan was a technique that described the perfect control someone had over his own body. When mastered, one was supposed to be able to control even ones own hair like an extra limb.
He himself had only realised he had learned the very basics of the skill, when he had used it subconciously to digest the food he hunted in his wolf-form faster one day.
It seemed the constant need to hold back his strength in the spars with Kindred to avoid injuring the old man, had given him an advanced control over his physical body. This paired with his already very strong senses and his Observation Haki had enabled him to learn the very basics of this superhuman technique.
He had been overjoyed at the discovery. It would have probably been nearly impossible to learn such a thing by himself conciously, as he did not know where to even start develop such a skill. It was also never mentioned in the show how someone trained this obscure skill and very few even were capable of using it.
More than that, this technique was basically invaluable when it came to learning other physical techniques like the Rokushiki or martial arts.
Perfect control over ones own physical body was a massive boon when it came to learning techniques that involved such precise movements.
So, Lupin had decided to wholly focus on this skill in his free time when he wasn't meditating, conditioning his physical body or learning from Kindred.
He would only start trying to learn the Rokushiki after having gained basic mastery over Seimei Kikan, instead of his instinctive use of the technique.
Lupin had also turned five years old last month.
Kindred and him had celebrated with only the two of them on the first of March, as that had been the day were Lupin and his mother were rescued by the marines. So Kindred had decided to celebrate his birthday on that day.
As it was also the day his mother had died, Kindred always brought Lupin to the beach to throw some flowers into the ocean and take a moment to pay tribute to her.
As a birthday present, Kindred had bought a normal steel longword with a sheeth for Lupin, from a passing by merchant. The merchant had visited the small town on his way to Loguetown some weeks back.
A few months later, it was August, which also meant that Roger, the Pirate King, should have turned himself in already.
…
A young boy with an olive-coloured skin and black hair, was sitting at the base of a large tree.
The boy wore only a pair of black shorts and a pendant carve out of a piece of wood. On that pendant the words 'Lupin D. Black' had been carved on one side, while the other had the letters for 'My Beloved Son' carved into it.
A few strands of his shoulder-length black hair were covering his forehead and face slightly.
At the moment the boy looked rather terrifying. Blood covered the area around his mouth and throat, as if he had bitten into someones neck. One could also see his belly bulging out slightly.
He had his eyes closed and a concentrated look could be observed on his face beneath the blood and hair. Suddenly his skin gained a red shade and his belly started to shrink successively, showing of his perfectly toned abdomen.
Lifting his head up, Lupin opened his piercing blue eyes and and began to grin wildly: „Hahaha!"
Letting out a short laugh of happiness, the young boy soon calmed down again. After months of focusing his efforts on Seimei Kikan, he had finally achieved a small success with the technique.
Over this period of time he had only found one way to train the skill, which involved stuffing himself with an enormous amount of food and than trying to focus his whole concentration on digesting said food.
It had taken almost half a year of constant hunting and overeating for him learn to conciously accelerate his digestion. Now he was finally able to use it actively, while furthering his proficiency in the technique.
The first step had always been the hardest, so now that he had taken it, he just had to steadily walk the rest of the way.
Another piece of good news was that his physical training continued to bear great results, allowing him to lift nearly 1600 kg.
His progress may seem slow, but he only trained with boulders in the wild and had not even the most basic training equipment available to himself. Something he planned to change in the near future.
His Observation Haki had also advanced another few meters, which wasn't such a great progress in range, but it had become more detailed and accurate.
He was also able to grasp the intents of the wild beast he hunted in his wolf form more accurately then before.
His Observation Haki seemed to also strengthen his limited precognition, that he had been gifted with since birth, due to his unbelievable accute senses.
From what he understood Observation Haki differed from user to user, with some only being able to sense intents and the presence of others, while some where even able to sense the emotions of those surrounding them.
Of course it could also simply be that the proficiency in the technique decided how much and what one could sense.
Lupin definitely planned to try his hands on all forms of Observation Haki, as they all were incredible useful.
He had yet to try his hand on Armament Haki though, as he found it relatively difficult to train it by himself. So he had decided to wait until his proficiency with Observation had advanced even further to get more familiar with these spiritual powers.
His initial thoughts about Haki had also been confirmed over these last few months.
Haki was based on spiritual strength and strength of the mind. Every time he kept his Observation Haki active for extended periods of time he also felt a little drained, signifying the usage of some kind of spiritual energy while the technique is activated.
Unfortunately he had been unable to get a more than an occasional feeling of that energy. He had been unable to really sense this spiritual energy consiously, as of now. Even though he would subconciously get an infrequent touch of it.
Still, Lupin believed he would get there eventually – with time and determination.
His training with Kindred had meanwhile produced very good results. It seemed Lupin had a rather good talent, when it came to fighting.
Even though he still lost the sparring matches against the old man, they now went on for several rounds and there weren't always decisive victories. Kindred's expierience in battle making the difference in their matches.
Of course, Lupin held back his physical strength and speed, as he wanted to compete in pure fighting techniques and not beat up the old man.
He knew he would eventually need to find some more powerful opponents to get more expierience and familiarity with his own battle prowress.
Still, as he was now, Lupin was sure that he could at least fight a normal member of the Arlong Pirates on equal footing.
Fishmen on average were ten times stronger than normal humans, and Lupin himself had also reached the same physical strength even with his young age. Though he seriously doubted that he could take on Arlong one on one.
Arlong was not only physically stronger than the average fishmen himself, he had also way more battle expierience, a basic proficiency in fishmen karate and swordsmanship.
In the big picture Arlong was only a small fry, but that was only because the world was full of superhuman fighters, especially the Grand Line and the New World. Beings capable of leveling a whole island, spitting fire, causing earthquakes, etc.
Lupin was only five years old and he knew that he had a long road ahead of him, if he wanted to stand tall and free in this world.
Taking a short moment to clear his mind, Lupin stood up and grabbed the sheathed longsword nearby and his blue shirt. He had placed them there along with his pants, before transforming into a wolf and going on a hunt, to avoid ripping it apart while he transformed.
He had no need to take off his pendant as the string was made out of an unknown material that would just stretch to adjust to his bodysize when he changed into a wolf, so he basically never took it off.
Walking to a nearby creak and washing the blood of his body, he put on his shirt and kept the sword in his hands, as it was to big for him to strap on his back and still be able to draw it out in a moment of need.
Turning in the direction of the village, he walked back, as the sky was slowly starting to darken.
As he walked through the woods he kept his Observation Haki activated and tried to indentify every living presence he came across, classifying its threat level and exact position, as some form of training for himself.
Roughly half a kilometer away from the village, he could hear loud fighting noises. Poeple screaming, guns firing and weapons clashing.
A raid.
Focusing his senses completely in that direction, he began sprinting back to the village.
When the trees left his vision and he had an unobscurred look at the ongoing battle, he realised that there were more and stronger enemies than usually. Nearly twenty pirates fought against the village milicia, which only amounted to thirty people in total.
For the untrained eye it might look like a numerical advantage, but the village people were mostly untrained men and women, who – while having expierienced several raids - were no real fighters.
Uncle Kindred was by far the strongest among them, and he was an over fifty year old man far from his prime. The numerous injuries he had collected in his younger years, meant that his strength left much to be desired.
If it had been him in his prime, he could take care of these low-level pirates all by himself, but now that wasn't the case anymore. The only thing he had in spades at his age were expierience and a steady mind.
That was also the reason he could hold back several of the attackers including the leader by himself, even though he was losing slowly.
The rest of the villager, even though they ganged up on the attackers together, were slowly losing. The ferocity on both sides was equally fearsome.
One side fought to protect what they held dear, and the others fought for greed and against time, as they couldn't risk to stay too long and risk a nearby patrol ship to come to the village's rescue.
By observing, Lupin knew that this time they could not win against the pirates and drive them back to the sea.
He also knew that he could change this fact by helping the villagers. His strength being at least equal to that of Kindred himself.
The only problem he faced was the momentary fear that froze his movement, when he thought about killing another human being. Because if he decided to fight, he could not show mercy, that much he knew.
In a world like this, mercy was a privilege of the powerful and he was not powerful.
Nevertheless, he had something that he didn't have in his last life.
The natural fear for violence and blood he had carried with him from his past life, could only surrender before the animalistic instincts of his inner wolf.
Using these instincts to push back the fear and aversion he had towards violence, like he had done often when he had hunted in the forest for some game, Lupin prepared to enter the battle.
Gripping his sword tightly, he drew the blade from its sheath and took a deep breath, while closing his eyes for a moment.
'This is no different than a hunt. Don't think of this as killing another human being. This is just prey. Just prey.'
Lupin repeated this mantra inside his head, before he succeede in calming his mind and activating his Observation Haki.
'HUNT.'
With this last thought of his, he advanced towards the battle that took place on a clearing inside the village, where normally merchant offered their goods when they came to the village.
Lupin zeroed in one the battle between a villager and a pirate who fought one on one.
The villager was already injured, having received several light slash wounds across his limbs from the pirate in front of him.
The moment the pirate deflected the villagers sickle with his own cutlass blade and prepared to drive the blade into the man's chest, a sharp pain in his chest stopped him in his tracks.
Looking down he could see the a long straight blade protuding from his chest and promptly let out a bloodcurdling scream of pain, while the blade was already withdrawn from his body.
Lupin having finshed off the first pirate in a sneak attack, hurried towards another villager, who found himself in a pinch against his adversary.
Lupin made sure to not involve himself into the group battle at the moment, trying to pick off the pirates one by one and creating more favourable odds for the villagers.
He did not know how long he would be able to keep his act together, while fighting and killing other human beings. Still, he gritted his teeth and sneaked up on another pirate, swinging his blade and cutting off his left leg.
*Shwoosh*
„ARGHHHGHH--"(Pirate)
Spinning around he brought his blade down again, this time on his fallen enemies neck.
Blood splashed and hit him in the face.
This time the rest of the fighting villager and pirates took note of him. Several of the pirates cursing and one in particular screaming in his direction in rage.
„Fuck, that braf killed Olaf and Snout!"
„Damn, someone go and chop up that little bastard!"
„ARGH! You little shit, you killed my brother! I am gonna rip you apart!!"
The short moment, where all participants just watched the little boy, with blood dripping down his face and a longsword in hand, was enough for Kindred to throw Lupin a look.
He didn't scream at him to run away or anything like that. He also did not shout any encouragement. He simply nodded at the boy.
Kindred knew that they would have lost eventually and could only imagine what these pirates would have done to the villagers.
This wasn't some childrens cartoon, this was the brutal reality of this world.
If they had lost, mostly likely the women would have been raped, while the man would have been killed and the children would have been kidnapped to work on the ship. Or be sold through some underground channels to nobles or other criminals.
Kindred had seen it many times when he had sailed as a marine on the Grand Line. Small villages being raided by pirates, slave trade and massacres.
So he was very clear that Lupin, who was strong enough to make a difference in this fight, had no reason not to join the battle.
Not only to protect the village, but himself first and foremost.
If Lupin waited for the outcome of the battle, he would have to face all the pirates himself, so he had to fight now or he did not have a chance at winning at all.
Kindred knew this, and even though it pained him to see the child he raised having to fight and kill, he also accepted it and was glad he had trained the little boy.
'Sigh, how fucked up this world is. To need a child to kill and fight, just so he can be safe.', lamented the old man in his mind.
Focusing his thougths after a short moment, he used the momentary lull in the battle due to Lupin's appearance and attacked a nearby opponent and managed to take him down, before he was once again besieged by several foes at once.
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The screaming priate, who was apparently the brother of the one Lupin had just killed ran at Lupin, leaving his previous opponents behind.
He was a rather tall and average looking guy, with a big axe in his hand.
Arriving in front of Lupin he swung the axe in a downwards slash, hoping to split the boy in half and to quell the rage and grief over his brother's sudden death.
What he could not have expected, as he only thought the boy had succeeded in a sneak attack, was that Lupin had fully concentrated on his Observation Haki and precognition.
He forsaw the trajectory of the attack, that had been swung with considerable amount of force and just sidestepped it.
Losing his balance slightly due to overextending and comitting fully in his last attack, the pirate needed a moment to balance himself again and retake his attack stance.
Obviously Lupin wasn't dumb enough to give him that time.
The moment he sidestepped the attack, he drew his blade in a upwards motion and struck with considerable amount of force, while taking two steps around the tall man.
A moment later and arm fell to the ground, while the priate kneeled over and screamed in pain, holding his stump.
Spinning around again, Lupin beheaded the man with a swift downwards slash.
„Damn! The litte monster killed another man!"
„Hector, that idiot! How could he make such a rookie mistake and get himself killed by a boy?!"
„FUCK! Where did this little demon come from?! Do I have to kill that boy myself, or what!? The rest of you, keep this old goat in check, while I take care of the brat!", the leader of these raiders suddenly said.
The captain knew he couldn't let the little boy continue to kill his man, the tides of the battle had already started to shift with three less pirates on the field. A part of the pressure from the pirates' numbers having vanished, the villagers could play by their numbers and exhaust their opponents slowly.
This was something the pirates simply couldn't let happen, as the reinforcement from the marines was surely already on the way, called by one of the hiding villagers.
So he had to kill the boy fast and use that chance to demoralize the villagers, before finishing this fight as soon as possible.
Kindred, on the other hand, knew that he would not last much longer against sevral opponents, including the captain. In a one on one he was sure to defeat the man quickly, but surrounded like he was, he simply couldn't land a fatal blow without risking receiving one himself.
He didn't know if Lupin could face the captain in a one on one, but from what he knew about their spars and what he observed during this fight, the boy had better chances than him of surviving the fight. He also knew that the boy wasn't as simple as he looked.
He had seen it in the boy's eyes growing up.
The boy thought he could hide his thoughts well, but Kindred had sailed the Grand Line. He had corssed paths with a myrad different people and had learned to read others by their body language, facial expressions or gaze over the long years he had spent on the sea.
The boy was meant for greatness, he believed in that more than anything else.
Lupin, meanwhile, had quickly recollected himself and taken a loose stance, that would allow him to react to most situations in a battle.
Sword raised diagonally in front of him, the point directed at his fast approaching opponent, while his feet stood shoulder-width apart, with his right foot being placed a few inches forward.
Again, shifting his whole focus onto his senses and Observation Haki, Lupin could somewhat see where the pirate captain planned to attack him with his own longsword.
But this time he didn't choose to counter directly while side-stepping the attack.
His animalistic instinct and Haki warning him of some danger.
So Lupin directly pushed of the ground with both feet and jumped back a short distance. The next moment he saw the sword passing by his orignial position, while the pirate captain drew a handgun with one hand, switching the two-handed grip on his sword to a one-handed one.
All the while aiming his gun so that, he would have definitely shot Lupin, had he used the same counter attack again.
Once again reacting quickly and trusting the alarm bells ringing in his head, Lupin dived forward and used his free hand to push off the ground with his full strength, launching himself feet-first towards the pirate's torso.
Thanks to his extraordinary senses and Haki he could postion his weapon perfectly to deflect the pistol aiming at him, while using his left foot to kick away the man's other hand, making him lose his sword because of the forceful blow.
Landing on the pirates chest with the sole of his right foot, he took the much taller man down with him to the ground.
Lupin landing on top off him, reacted immediately by pushing the blade sword through the man's throat, while keeping the man's arms locked with his legs and other arm. Perfectly using his superior strength to his advantage.
The pirate captain tried fight back of course, but this all happened in an instant and while Lupin had been able to act with precision and decisiveness in such a high-speed battle, the captain could not.
He had been overwhelmed by the boy's fast reaction and counter attack, after his first trick with the gun did not work out.
The dying man still fired his pistol several times out of panic and fear, as he laid there, slowly bleeding to death, though with his arm locked in position, he didn't hit anything.
Lupin only let up on his hold over the man's arms, after he sensed his presence vanishing via his Observation Haki and couldn't hear his heart beating anymore with his superior hearing.
Looking up, he noticed that the battles around him had come to a complete halt at this point.
Both the pirates and the villagers looking at him in fear.
Only Kindred himself, looked at the child with a relieved look in his eyes, before he abruptly shouted, while going into attack mode again: „Take them all down!"
The other villagers walking up from their stupor at seeing a child make easy work of a pirate that had threatened their safety.
The pirates at this point had lost their morale and were turning on their heels to escape from this cursed village that housed such a little demon.
Lupin at this point knew that the village was already save, but tried his best to surpress such thoughts, so he wouldn't lose his calm.
'The hunt isn't over, there is still prey! Go! Move!', he urged himself.
He could feel his grip on his Observation Haki already failing, but decided that his normal animalistic senses were more than enough for the rest of the battle.
Lupin rekindled his fighting spirit and forced himself to fight until the end.
He couldn't let it become a habit to let his enemies escape after a battle. He wasn't like Luffy who would just beat someone up and them leave them be. Lupin wasn't naive enough to think that such actions wouldn't come to bite him in the ass later on.
'If you fight, than fight until the end. No backing off midway or else don't start a fight in the first place.'
To Lupin, that was just common sense in a world like this.
And so he went after the escapees and cut them down, one after another.
The difference was that he had long since lost his calm and fought just using his exceptional instincts. He did this until even the last man fell down – dead and forgotten.
The villagers had long since distanced themselves from him with fearful expressions on their faces. Afraid that he would cut them down too in his bloodlust.
So he stood there on the shore, before the last pirate he had cut down. Basically covered in blood, sword still in hand and panting heavily.
Sensing someone approaching, Lupin spinned around and readied his weapon, while drawing back his lips, showing off his teeth in a threatening manner.
„Lupin, boy. Calm down, the pirates are all dead. The battle is over. It's time to go back home.", Kindred stood before him, wholly unafraid and said in a calm and collected tone.
When Lupin heard the word 'home', his shoulders slumped down and the tension gradually left his body. Slowly the lupine part of him receeded to the back of his mind, while his human side took the lead again.
Looking around and realising the carnage he had created, the boy's started swaying a little and trembling excessively. He was obviously in shock, as his mind struggled to process the happening that had taken place.
At some point, Kindred had approached him and started to stroke his back, while whispering calming words to him.
„It's okay, boy. Everyone does that after their first real battle. It will get better. Just relax."(Kindred)
His strength leaving him completely, Lupin had to be carried back to their home at the outskirts of the village by Kindred. The old man then drew him a bath where he helped him wash off all the blood on himself.
After the bath the old man helped him to his bed, where Lupin fell into an comatose-like sleep, his mind being utterly exhausted from today's events.
Kindred then went back to the village by himself to sort out the aftermath of the battle.
It had been his duty since his arrival at the village, as his expierience as a retired marine made him perfect for the job.
He wanted to make sure that the spoils of the battle were distributed fairly, especially since his own adoptive grandson had practically won the battle for them.
Maybe these pirates even had a bounty on their heads, after all they had been stronger than the normal raiders the town had seen over the last few years. The marines would probably also show up in a while, so he would discuss the possible bounties with them.
He also was aware that he would have to calm down the other villagers, as they all had been rather terrified off his grandson, after they had witnessed him cutting down the rest of the pirates viciously.
He himself knew, that it wasn't something uncommon to fall into a frenzy, when fighting for ones life.
Fear, survival instinct, aggression and all the adrenaline weren't easy on the mind after all. That Lupin had manged to fight calmly at the beginning had been a surprise in itself, as it had been his first real battle afterall.
…
Several hours later Kindred came back to his house, finally having finished handling the aftermath of the raid.
As he had expected the pirates had bounties with an overall sum of around 5 million berry. The captain himself was worth 3.2 million, while the rest of the bounty was distributed amongst their crew.
This bouty, while only slightly above average for the East Blue, did not mean they had been weak. Kindred simply estimated that they had hidden a part of their strength.
Still, the fact that Lupin had been able to defeat the captain spoke volumes of the child's future potential.
Once grown up Kidred was sure the boy would become a true monster amongst men.
After discussing with the villagers for a while, it had been decided that Kindred and Lupin would take 3.5 million Berry, while the rest would distributed evenly amongst the rest of the milicia.
The marine reinforcement had arrived shortly after the battle and after a quick discussion with them, it had been decided that they would send the bounty to the village from the nearest base with a patrol ship in a few days.
Kindred wasn't worried about them not keeping their word, as he was a former officer from the headquarters.
He still had a bit of a pull in the marines, as a lot of his old comrades were also all officers, one even reaching the rank of captain. These marines from the East Blue wouldn't dare to anger him for such a meager bounty.
Important to note was that even though Lupin had helped the villagers gaining victory in the fight, it had not been without casualities. Two men had died due to their injuries, while several had been heavily injured and even lost a limb.
The families of those that had lost a member would have a harder time in the future, surviving without the help provided by a capable and working adult.
Another thing Kindred had to take care of was the fair distribution of the spoils they had gotten from the pirate ship. They had found nearly five million berry in cash and several crates full of looted and stolen goods, including silk, wax, spices and jewelry.
The worth of all that, including the ship itself and the weapons from the now dead priates was around twelve million berry.
The ship itself was badly damaged due to lacking maintanence and its size being too small for twenty men to comfortably travel on, so it wasn't even worth more than the wood it was made off. At the end the villagers had decided to take it apart and find another use for the wood.
After another long discussion, it had been decided that Kindred and Lupin would take all the cash, while the rest would go to the villagers.
Their spoils included also anything of worth that the pirates they had killed, had kept on their person, which included a lot of different melee weapons and a pistol. There had only been two other rifles and there was barely any amunition left.
It wasn't so easy to just buy firearms and amunition in bulk, if you were a wanted pirate. That was also the reason most pirates preferred bladed weapons, as they were easier to aquire and didn't need amunition.
Kindred had given up on most of the weapons and only kept the captains longsword and the pistol. The rest he had given to the villagers for some spices and other goods.
The sword would be Lupin's spare one from now on, while Kindred himself to keep the pistol and bullets as a trump card, like that pirate captain had done.
There were only two things left that troubled Kindred now.
One being, if Lupin would be alright after having expierienced blood and death at such a young age. He had even killed most of the pirates himself, so Kindred was worried that such an event may leave some serious trauma. It had been unavoidable to ensure their own survival, but that didn't lessen the worry and guilt Kindred felt for allowing such a thing to happen.
Still, the other thing that weighed on Kindreds mind, had proved how right he had been with his assumptions during the battle.
While searching the ship, they had found a young girl probably around 15 years of age chained up in a small storage room. The girl had been malnourished, sick and injured. She had obviously been kidnapped and used for the crew's entertainment.
She had hardly reacted to any sensory stimuli and carried a lifeless look in her green eyes. She propably had been an exotic beauty, when the pirates had found her, with her black hair and caramel-colored skin.
Kindred had seen such a sight very often in his days on the Grand Line.
Most pirate ships would carry kidnapped people, either for work on the ship and to take care of the daily chores or for the crew's entertainment, often times even both.
The Grand Line was definitely not suited for the weak-minded people. Kindness in these waters was a privilege of the strong, while the weak could only submit.
He hoped the girl would recover with the help and care of the villagers. It would probably take a lot of time and maybe time itself wouldn't be enough to help her get over her expieriences.
Luckily, he had also manged to calm down the villagers and assure them that Lupin wasn't some dangerous demon child.
He had lied to them and told them that Lupin's real parents were from a warrior tribe in the Grand Line were even the children were already hardened fighters and it was perfectly normal for Lupin to be like that too.
The clueless villagers, while still fearful and scared of the child, now wouldn't think of him like some abomination, but just a child that was born different.
Kindred himself didn't know the truth of his words, as he had no idea about the boy's special heritage.
After finally reaching his home, with the spoils of the battle in a sack on his back, he washed himself and after taking a look at the sleeping child, went to bed himself.
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