Sakuramoria

Nira tried to recall all the recent misfortunes, but, unfortunately, nothing particularly serious related to Shera came to mind.
—Oh, nothing really, I was just thinking that the rooms they gave us are a bit too small for two people... 😞 —Nira sat down next to her friend. —How about you?

— Well, I guess I'm one of those people who take a while to process things, and instead of a single outburst, it all turns into a prolonged depression... At some point, I started to feel that nothing brings me pleasure, nothing makes me happy, I don't want to do anything, and no life prospects seem attractive enough to overcome the daily routine and satisfy my basic needs. I wake up and only think about how to fall back asleep as soon as possible, and when I go to bed, I can't fall asleep because of the endless stream of pessimistic thoughts. I sit in lectures and think about how tired I am of everything...

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—Tell me, Oleg... What do you think about the events that have happened, in general terms? If, of course, you don't mind answering...

— Well... At first, I was very upset, but now I'm more apathetic. I'm probably just not capable of understanding what's happening due to cultural differences, and therefore, as long as I'm just a student, I think it's better not to impose my point of view. I am, after all, just a guest here.

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- Futaba, - Futaba corrects, looking at the suspicious man. - Nice to meet you...
The guest's appearance was somewhat disappointing, after everything she had imagined and read about him from the Chain Flowers. However, appearances can be deceiving.

— Thank you for being friends with my daughter, Futaba.
— Futya, Futya! — Excited by her father's arrival, Yumiko energetically circles around Futaba and then starts pulling on her sleeve. —Come on, help us unpack, okay? Come on, come on!
— Hey, don't bother your friend!..
— Come on, come on!