Sakuramoria

In the first week of October, Nira spoke with her colleagues for the last time about the magazine:
—...I understand that, given all the recent events, it's difficult to return to our previous plans, but still... We have an agreement with the academy administration and obligations to our business partners. Therefore, I believe that we should still publish the calendar with the contestants and sponsored advertisements on time. At least, that way, our conscience will be clear, as will our business reputation. So, if anyone wants to help with the layout and printing, I would be very grateful. And if not, I will understand that too. Something like that.

Gideon didn't quite understand why they would suddenly abandon their plans, as the event itself had been quite successful despite the grim outcome.
— Yes, we'll do everything that needs to be done, — he said in an encouraging voice. — I've already started making copies of the photo crystals. and sent them to Futabe for the yearbook. We'll see it through, publish the magazine, and people will still remember the academy in a good light.

The subsequent walk with Elliott and Cassie to take a photo for the cover went by unnoticed for Gideon, although it was somewhat surprising to see Ivy in her old image after the new one had brought her victory in the beauty contest. Perhaps this was the reason for Cassie's sudden hesitation, but thanks to Elliott's persistence, the recent winner still agreed to pose again, this time in a swimsuit on the beach. After taking a suitable photo, the organizers headed back.

—Is that so? — influenced by the recent conversation, Nira met Cassie's eyes with a slight concern. —Um, well, good job, El, everyone! If anyone has any further comments or suggestions, now is the time. Otherwise, we'll start working on the issue...

Gideon shook his head - it seemed that they had dealt well with the issues at hand, and all the necessary material was available.
— Let's get started.

When the journalists began to leave after the meeting, Gideon deliberately lingered and called out to Nira.
— Nira, can I talk to you for a moment?