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There is a custom known as the rule of hospitality.
It’s one of those duties to guests that has existed through all ages and across all cultures.
The host who invites someone to a banquet does not harm the guest,
and the guest likewise does not harm the host.
That custom exists not only in my past life, but in this world as well.
No, in a world where aristocratic values still remain, it’s observed even more solemnly than in a world where individualism has developed.
It’s also a custom I follow to the letter.
Once I’ve invited someone to a meal, I host them to the best of my ability and do them no harm.
It’s a belief and image firmly rooted in my heart as well...
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