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Futa carefully puts the Barbarian’s notebook back as it was, then paces back and forth in the room. After that, she angrily throws her useless textbooks around. Then, with a kick, she sends a pillow flying, followed by the mattress – but she hits part of its frame, hurting herself, and she hisses for a while, clutching her ankle.
Calming down, she reaches for her cigarettes, but stops halfway, her hand falling limply. She sighs heavily several times and experiences hyperventilation, causing her to collapse weakly onto the bed, staring with a darkened, lifeless gaze out the window. After half a minute, she abruptly gets up, slapping both her cheeks several times to regain her senses. Finally, after tidying up the room, she sets out to find the fourth-grade supervisor.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.