Sakuramoria

Upon returning to school, he enters room 402. Glancing around furtively, he closes the door behind him. "Look what I'm going to show you," says Ixore. He takes out a cloth-wrapped bundle, unfolds it, and places the dazzling gift, gleaming in the sunlight, on the bedside table – in the most prominent spot. "Well, what do you think? What do you say?" After a moment, he slightly adjusts its position so that the sculpture's tilt menacingly faces his neighbor.

-- Oh, so they're hopeless? Well, hmm... Okay, -- young Bellring mentally pictured herself trying to ask something at "Monaime," and they, like parrots, kept repeating that the goods are not for sale, and orders are not accepted for rent. And what other options are there, where can she turn?
Yeah, right. Well, maybe she'll come up with something.

The president ponders, scratches his head, and then shrugs.