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Futaba scoffed. She could name at least a dozen reasons off the top of her head that were perfectly obvious.
- Ah, - she finally realized. - You took some pills from your grandfather. Then it makes sense.
Exactly. This girl loved doctors.
- You probably already have a neighbor, - Futaba tried her best to give an awkward smile, although her facial muscles weren't very well suited for it, and the grimace turned out to be rather crooked. - You went to the wrong room, uh... - she couldn't immediately remember the name of her classmate in this stressful situation.
-- As I said, I don't want to impose, -- Varya frowned. -- If you want to live alone, it's your business. I'll just find another roommate, I guess.
-- Oh yes... I didn't have a chance to say "thank you" for how you acted... Well, you know. Saving a teacher is a noble deed, so thank you.