Parphinora finds herself near the door of Romeo's room. How did she get here? Who knows. Perhaps she was patrolling the perimeter of the Class III building, or maybe she just got lucky. Either way, she could now clearly hear Romeo and Yaspes' voices coming from behind his door.
— Come on, Romeo, please... After the recent history test, it became clear that I'm struggling with the subject, please help me...
— You're a useless person, Yaspes.
— What do you mean? — Yaspes' voice sounded naively puzzled.
— I mean that, apart from your pleasing appearance, there's nothing you can offer me. Your speeches are boring, you have no talents, no knowledge, and not even an understanding of etiquette. I have no romantic interest in you; it would be like loving a toilet. In other words, you're not interesting to me. Disappear.
— But you're saying that I can't offer you anything except, um... my appearance?
Where do we end up when we save the world?