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You'll get used to it.
And you can also emigrate together, pretending to be a gay couple who were harassed by nasty homophobes. They'll even greet you with flowers there.

That was a joke. I'm not ready for permanent relocation. But I am ready for temporary relocation and Might & Magic.

I thought you would feel bad even at the mere thought of celebrating Student Day.

Not exactly. Look, you're in a prison with transparent walls, and there's no way to escape. You can't celebrate Student Day, even though you'd like to. Okay, so at least it's quiet and peaceful. And then suddenly, people come and start celebrating Student Day. And you're stuck in prison, unable to escape, but you can see and hear everything.
Is it clear with this example?

I, on the other hand, am glad when my neighbors celebrate Student Day. At least someone has it.

Actually, I'm glad when my neighbors celebrate Student Day.

You're just a pervert. And I'm a sick person.

I'm two in one.

Noise from neighbors and lack of sleep – not a bad combination to become a Kikhrei. But in that case, those who are making the noise won't even have anything to complain about, as everything is quite logical and even fair.

Actually, I'm glad when my neighbors celebrate Student Day. At least someone has it.

But I listen every day, including at night, to the noise that results from my neighbor's Student Day...

Use earplugs.

It won't help. And besides, I don't like inserting foreign synthetic objects into parts of my body.

You can insert foreign organic objects into your ears and then not worry about anything at all.

You can insert keys into keyholes. I do that every day.

Loken, please delete my photos from here if you find them.

Look who I met in the depths of the city.



Judging by her face, she's an adult, almost a woman. And she's wearing a brooch.

If she were 3D, she'd probably be over forty now.
So, yes.

Or maybe you've delved so deeply into the subject that you've started to slip into the Gernsback continuum, as described by William Gibson.
And soon you'll start seeing talking cats, crystal palaces on the Moon, degenerates, and all that – superimposed on basic reality.
I envy you, of course.