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Okay, I was just about to play Zelda.

Be strong. Believe
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Azarina politely declines.
-That's a shame. Well, I'm sure you'll use this time wisely - a polite smile from Parfynora - goodbye!

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I'm going to Relgar's room for the event.
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/Sylvan, where could my character and yours meet?/
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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Want to ask him for the vice-president position? I don't know, maybe in the cafeteria, after some lecture.
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Want to ask for the vice-president position?.
/I want to offer protection from the bullies that Roma will send in exchange for help
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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About the battle -__-
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As Relgar Parfinor approaches the room, he hears that he wasn't her first visitor today, as voices can be heard coming from behind his door. One belongs to its owner, and the other to a young girl.
— Well, maybe you'll still draw me, huh?
— I... I'm sorry, I don't like drawing real people. To be honest, that's why I was sent to this academy, haha...
— Please, please! I'm begging you!
— ...
— Please, Relgar!..
— ... Fine... W-what... What are you doing?
— What do you mean, what? I'm undressing, of course, so you can better capture the lines of my body on paper.
— Eek!
— Just so you know... You're the first person to see me naked... So you better take responsibility and take this seriously...
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Резара - Аксель - Орвальд - Эмилия
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Parfinora blushed like a tomato; it seemed to her that even the roots of her hair had turned red. She was simultaneously struggling with shame, the desire to stop this embarrassing activity, and curiosity. Finally, the latter won, and she tried to peek through the keyhole.
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/ Why peek? Just walk in and stare openly, you're a girl after all. /
 

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/So, is she into girls?/
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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Who knows!
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Peeking through the keyhole, Parfinor observes what's happening behind Relgar's room door and sees his classmate, Yaspis, standing in a seductive pose. Her ample figure and the fact that she is completely naked immediately catch his eye. At the same time, the room's owner's eyes dart back and forth between the canvas and the model, devouring her with his gaze. Relgar breathes heavily and continues to infuse his drawing with life.
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Her imposing dignity was striking.
B** DAMN HER!
Parfinora recoiled from the keyhole. This newcomer immediately didn't appeal to her – she was too beautiful, beyond the realm of the natural. And the fact that she undressed in front of an unfamiliar man during the first week of training aroused even more suspicion in her. After reciting a prayer to the Flame, she decided to put an end to this debauchery. Unfortunately, Relgar might hate her for it, but it's for his own good. Hoping that the blush had faded from her face, she tried to open the door to the room (if the room is locked, she knocks).
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