Sakuramoria

“That’s right, I was thinking of trying my hand at this craft. After all, despite all the complexities associated with the magical arts, they open up unprecedented opportunities for a person. In the end, even modern technologies, as far as I know, are based on the use of pururuta’s magical energy. So even if I decide to dedicate my life to promoting technological progress, the knowledge and skills I acquire won’t be wasted. But I can’t say how things will actually turn out; perhaps during my time studying here, I will discover other talents in myself, which I will consider my true calling. The military arts also come quite naturally to me. As for the difficulties, I have heard about them. But many career paths are associated with them, and I won’t know unless I try, and I might even stop wondering, ‘What if…?’ Time will tell. Or the stars,” Leyla smiled. “Speaking of stars, all this astrology reminded me that our new friend, Buddleia, has her birthday on the eighth. Of course, we won’t be able to go to town to buy a gift. But,” the Taimanian girl took a pouch out of the bedside table, “I made sure to prepare for this when I was packing my things,” she said, untying the string and laying out various shells, large and small, on the table, some of which were combined into homemade bracelets or necklaces. There was even an armored shell of a hermit crab, which reminded Leyla of Ixore. The Taimanian girl also had souvenirs of a different kind, not limited to the beaches of her homeland, such as a set of chips from a bankrupt casino, but she decided that Buddleia would probably not be interested in such things. “I would like you to help me choose something that could be a good, even if symbolic, gift for her. Of course, if it doesn’t cause you any inconvenience.”