Sakuramoria

Having generously allowed the strange assistant a little more time than he should have taken to swear the oath—as a token of good faith—Futaba finally shooes him away when her feet begin to grow cold from the dampness.
After he gallops off, she will return to the presidential bathroom and soak them for a long while in hot water with sea salt added. Perhaps, earlier, the mere thought of such an event would have provoked unbearable disgust and an aggressive reaction in her, but after the manipulations of the senile king, her horizons have broadened—or, rather, a fair portion of her nerve cells have died off, and such a scene stirred in her soul more a sad compassion toward Elliot. But if this price proves sufficient to gain both his skills and to nudge him off the crooked path—even onto a slightly less crooked one—then it was worth the attempt.

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"At Claire's"
Working as a waitress.

Futaba tried to recall whether there were waitresses at "Claire's" and what they looked like, but her memory offered nothing.
In the end, she posed this question to Levizia. And if there were waitresses there, she would like to see a photograph or a sketch of what that should look like.

- What do you say? - Levizia's question. - That resume is rather sparse, and the transfer is odd—at this time of year and quarter. What else do we know about her? Is there any reference, a completed exam or questionnaire? Her friendship with the "twins" hardly counts in her favor.

We report to Your Majesty that we have recorded instances of extortion by the following students

The President summons Neves Sype to clarify the detailed circumstances of what happened.