Sakuramoria

— I can do that, yes. A little lion, please. — After exchanging points with the staff for a prize, she hands the toy to Nira. — I don't have anywhere to put it anymore, and I think it will suit you better.

During her time at the academy, Nira had grown accustomed to being in the position of someone who generously bestowed gifts upon less successful individuals, whereas back home in Utah, such gestures in their spoiled circle were considered a faux pas. Now, she felt as if she were a stray dog being tossed a bone with a condescending sneer. This way of thinking displeased the girl even more: couldn't good friends simply give each other gifts? Especially since she was the first to earn the necessary points, so this was rightfully a deserved reward, and nothing more. But if the situation were reversed, would she have given the main prize to Shere, Cass, or Bell herself? And what did she say, "it suits you better"? Doesn't this prize, which shines on the outside but has a frighteningly lifeless gaze, fit her image? Nonsense. Or was it a compliment, and she was once again imagining things? Was there a catch, or was Shere truly superior to her in every way?

—Oh, Shere, are you sure? Thank you so much, I think we can finally decorate our room with some decorations! 🥰 — hugging her friend, the girl suddenly realized: —Oh, Cass-Bell, would you like me to pick something for you from the prizes for 4 points, it feels a bit awkward now...