Sakuramoria

- Huh...? - Futaba tore her gaze away from the strange, incongruous, yet amusing-looking spider sitting on the nightstand, which she had been staring at for the past few minutes. It wasn't clear how it was supposed to help them become more productive, but it was apparently some kind of special Refeian method or superstition. - Information... - she rubbed her forehead. - Well, for example... You did a good job with the "trio." I looked into the Armeians - they are a product of their environment, coming from disadvantaged families. They are not used to interacting with others on an equal footing. In this regard, I can understand them... So, if this incident teaches them responsibility, there is hope for them. And if this transition happens, it will be long and painful. Also, a girl from Armeia has requested a transfer. Apparently, she is their childhood friend, and that's why she came. Can you imagine that? I talked to her - she seems modest and timid, but I don't know if that's really the case. She will probably join their class, but it's hard to predict what impact this will have on the situation. Do you have any thoughts?
As for the rest... Try to keep an eye on the "returning" trio, but don't pressure them. I remember that your friend was among them, but they need peace and a return to normalcy right now. They were involved in an unpleasant personal incident. They were affected by the residual effects of the April events. That damned bitch continued to take revenge even from the grave, - in a burst of impulse, Futaba raised her fist at the spider, as if it were a grandmaster of magic, but its sad gaze deprived her of the strength to harm it, and with a sigh, she lowered her hand. - They are undergoing therapy. They will get better over time, but for now, we shouldn't bother them.
Also, try not to provoke Aliduma. He seems to have calmed down a bit lately, but I have even less hope for him than for Jamie and Neiji. I understand your attitude towards him, but I've come to the conclusion that it's better not to stir up trouble.
As for the teachers... there's nothing interesting about them. The only thing is, I don't trust Vasilko. Some may have already noticed that gorillas in civilian clothes, which weren't there before, are appearing on the territory and nearby, seemingly by chance. That's his squad. Formally, they are responsible for security in the broad sense of the word and must carry out the orders of Levizia, and... mine... but we have all seen from the example of Mandragora how the decision-making apparatus works in the head of a service dog that has clamped its jaws. Today you allow an iron hand on your shoulder, and tomorrow it will tighten around your throat. That's why you are needed at the school.