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Would you wear something like that? And what about you, girls? — she asks the others.
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Ple-Sen
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— It's a shame we don't live together, — Shera remarked, — we could furnish the place and get some souvenirs right away. I actually like that bear, but it's a bit expensive right now. Maybe we should get a tea set instead? — She glanced at the paintings and spoke to Shera again. — What do you think about this outfit? — She points to the "forbidden combination." — Would you wear something like that? And what about you, girls? — She asks the others.
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-- No. If we're talking about light clothing, then this is the most interesting, -- Varya points to a picture of a "festival."
Heroist
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—It’s a pity we don’t live together,” Shera remarked, “we could furnish the place and decorate it with souvenirs right away. I actually like that bear, but it’s a bit expensive right now. Maybe we should get a tea set instead?
—Turning her gaze to the paintings, she spoke to Nira again. —What do you think of this outfit? —She points to the “forbidden combination.” —Would you wear something like that? And you, girls? —She asks the others.
Whatever
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— But you can't really make out anything there.
-- No, you're not saying it right... It's a riddle – just like a young woman's soul. A beautiful soul is always a little shy and hides itself until the right time. I'm sure this girl's dress is the best and most suitable for summer.
Ple-Sen
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— Would you wear something like that? And you, girls? — she asks the others.
Arandor
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— Oh, hey there, you're in luck – you'll be my first customers. Sorry for the mess, folks, haven't had a chance to organize everything and clean up yet.
Be strong. Believe
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Gideon stood and looked out the window.
March had flown by unnoticed, and it wasn't exactly a particularly productive or even interesting month for him. Lecture after lecture, tons of information that barely interested him stubbornly refused to stick in his head. What had he achieved this month? Nothing special. Had he become a representative of the class? A dubious achievement. It certainly boosted his ego, but what practical benefits did his new status offer beyond extra worries and responsibilities was completely unclear. Maybe he should have swallowed his pride and declined, maybe that would have been smarter and more far-sighted. Although it wasn't bothering him yet, there was no sign of Laurence, his classmates were behaving properly, but the nagging suspicion that he would one day regret that moment was a real concern.
Theosketz turned and glanced at the rifle hanging peacefully on the wall. Well, at least he had learned how to hold this thing properly. It was funny that his own, personalized pistol stubbornly tried to slip out of his hands when he tried to aim with it. Maybe he should spend some time learning how to use this weapon, especially since his last name was engraved on it? But the lesson was already over, and personal training would require much more effort. On the other hand, he had already missed a lot this month, sitting in his room and reading research on intelligent mechanisms while other students were expressing themselves, playing ball, learning how to use protective gear, or mastering new weapon techniques.
In such moments, he thought that sometimes he was too focused on the distant future and forgot about the present. He looked at his watch - it was almost noon. Turning back to the window, he saw groups of students, cheerfully chatting and animatedly talking, heading towards the exit of the NAILS campus. Now that the city was open, many rushed there, curious about what it had to offer. He didn't feel like joining them, but perhaps this was the perfect moment to leave the walls of his den and take a walk.
However, once in the courtyard, the young man realized that he didn't really want to go to the city. He had nothing to look for there yet. As well as on the territory of the academy. However, wandering aimlessly around, he fully appreciated how wonderfully quiet and peaceful this place was without people. It seemed that even the teachers had left their usual places to watch the joy and enthusiasm of the young people, who had been given new freedom. But Gideon himself, having rejected the idea of going to the city, now didn't know why he had come out and just wandered around, not even thinking about going anywhere. Nevertheless, his feet led him to a rather strangely looking place among the well-maintained territory - an unfinished tower.
March had flown by unnoticed, and it wasn't exactly a particularly productive or even interesting month for him. Lecture after lecture, tons of information that barely interested him stubbornly refused to stick in his head. What had he achieved this month? Nothing special. Had he become a representative of the class? A dubious achievement. It certainly boosted his ego, but what practical benefits did his new status offer beyond extra worries and responsibilities was completely unclear. Maybe he should have swallowed his pride and declined, maybe that would have been smarter and more far-sighted. Although it wasn't bothering him yet, there was no sign of Laurence, his classmates were behaving properly, but the nagging suspicion that he would one day regret that moment was a real concern.
Theosketz turned and glanced at the rifle hanging peacefully on the wall. Well, at least he had learned how to hold this thing properly. It was funny that his own, personalized pistol stubbornly tried to slip out of his hands when he tried to aim with it. Maybe he should spend some time learning how to use this weapon, especially since his last name was engraved on it? But the lesson was already over, and personal training would require much more effort. On the other hand, he had already missed a lot this month, sitting in his room and reading research on intelligent mechanisms while other students were expressing themselves, playing ball, learning how to use protective gear, or mastering new weapon techniques.
In such moments, he thought that sometimes he was too focused on the distant future and forgot about the present. He looked at his watch - it was almost noon. Turning back to the window, he saw groups of students, cheerfully chatting and animatedly talking, heading towards the exit of the NAILS campus. Now that the city was open, many rushed there, curious about what it had to offer. He didn't feel like joining them, but perhaps this was the perfect moment to leave the walls of his den and take a walk.
However, once in the courtyard, the young man realized that he didn't really want to go to the city. He had nothing to look for there yet. As well as on the territory of the academy. However, wandering aimlessly around, he fully appreciated how wonderfully quiet and peaceful this place was without people. It seemed that even the teachers had left their usual places to watch the joy and enthusiasm of the young people, who had been given new freedom. But Gideon himself, having rejected the idea of going to the city, now didn't know why he had come out and just wandered around, not even thinking about going anywhere. Nevertheless, his feet led him to a rather strangely looking place among the well-maintained territory - an unfinished tower.
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Varya was about to agree, but then she changed her mind.
-- No, you're not saying it right... It's a riddle – just like a maiden's soul. A beautiful soul is always a little shy and hides itself until the right time. I'm sure this girl's dress is the best and most suitable for the summer.
—By the way, regarding living together, girls, maybe you can agree to combine rooms? —Nira looked at her single friends. —No, I understand, it's about comfort and peace, and you can even invite a boy 😉, but in a couple of months, you'll still have strangers moving in, and then you'll have to deal with them...—It seems like something bad was said about blue-haired girls... Oh, sorry, Ley, it's not about you... Hmm, —Nira looked closely at the outfit, —well, for a formal reception at the royal palace, I would wear something more serious, but for a party or a beloved boy, this outfit would be quite appropriate, maybe even attractive and cute, hee-hee. 😘
— This... — Chloe hesitated. — Maybe if it's for a special occasion...
— I don't really like wearing heels, — Bella stated directly, — and this whole outfit doesn't look very comfortable to wear.
— Yeah, and it looks very inappropriate, — Cassia agreed, — I would be so embarrassed wearing something like that.
— And I didn't even know we had a school for noble ladies here... Well, never mind, — she counts the money, — deliver the tea set and one set of furniture to the NAILS dormitory, room 301, thank you. Girls, if you want to relax over a cup of tea, don't hesitate, my room is open to you at any time. And, by the way, returning to Nira's suggestion, maybe someone should actually move in with me?
— I'm already settled in my own room, 403, — Chloe declined, — but thanks for the offer.
— Likewise, 201 is closest to the exit, and that suits me very well.
— Are those really the reasons? — Shira sighed in disappointment. — Well, you're something else. Excuse me! — She turns to the saleswoman. — Please, change the order: deliver it to the same address, but to room 403. Thank you again.
— Eh-eh-eh?! — Chloe was surprised.
— Get ready, you're getting a roommate today.
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"She's such an impulsive person, and I thought *I* was the impulsive one..."
-- If that's all, shall we move on?
-- If that's all, shall we move on?
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- Are there any adults? - Vale had started to say, but changed his mind and simply returned the greeting. - You sell interesting things. May I have a look? - the young man pointed to the journal and the diary.
As could be seen, some of the diary pages were already written in.
- Evgeny Stalinovich (middle-aged face, a shadow where the eyes should be) - a high connoisseur and spreader of Eastern culture.
- Yumiko (blushing face, in a fur shapke with a pompom, eyes hidden by bangs) - E.S.'s daughter, a wonderful child.
- Misha Milovna (childlike appearance, but a very serious and focused face) - will cast a spell if you make noise.
- M.K. (frowning face with a broken nose and unruly hair) - quick to execute, smells of gunpowder, very stubborn.
- K.R. (fine features, scarred face, ice in the eyes) - won't rest until all the trash is thrown into the ocean.
- Sinner (shabby mustachioed face of a suffering appearance, covered in droplets, with a double chin) - working on himself as hard as possible.
- Penitent (half-shadowed face, grinning in a smile) - his treating physician.
- A.A. (slightly sad face with one eye covered by a mass of hair) - knows how to cook so that calories are deposited where they need to be.
- K.I. (pleasant face with a mournfully apologetic expression) - a model of courage and modesty.
- K.T. (pleasant face with a nervously darting expression) - K.I.'s brother, dresses well.
- K.N. (pleasant face with a detached expression) - brother of K.I. and K.T., looks older than his years, dreams of becoming a writer.
- Abbess (relaxed face with earrings in the ears) - guides lost souls onto the right path for a kopeechku.
- Iberis (face of a self-confident person) - seeker of true feeling.
- L. (angry face, covered in blush) - secretly dreams of being put in her place.
- Robber (villainous face with an eye wrapped in bandage) - will take your wallet, your woman, and your life.
- M.M. (cheerful long-haired face with a hint of deliberate stupidity) - will protect you, but will accept payment in iron.
- Rufa (face gasping from laughter, tears springing from the eyes) - sometimes a wolf, sometimes not quite; loves to play pranks.
- Lika (cheerful face with a different hairstyle) - the second head of Cerberus.
- Luppa (focused face with a hint of anxiety) - tolerates foolishness because she loves you.
- Z. (face downcast and completely hidden by falling hair) - a tormented soul.
- L1, L2, L3 (three small silhouettes, faces completely shadowed) - classmates.
- T.K. (dashing face with wide-open eyes) - a celestial being who descended to the sinful earth to terrify mortals.
- A.O. (good-natured face with the gaze of a golden eagle) - will strip the weak-spirited to their last thread.
- Yu.K. (sneering and licking lips face of a leshy) - won a knuckle in roulette.
- R. (silhouette without details) - buffalo.
- B. (silhouette without details) - angel.
- R. (silhouette without details) - vulture.
- S. (silhouette without details) - wolf.
- D. (silhouette without details) - wolverine.
- S. (silhouette without details) - mummy.
- N. (smiling face with kind eyes) - shepherdess, cares for her flock more than herself.
- Z. (a bucket worn on the head) - grumpy grandfather who refuses to retire.
- P1, P2, P3, P4, P5, P6, P7, P8, P9, P10 (a scatter of small indistinguishable silhouettes in one picture) - classmates.
- L.P. - a very strange gentleman.
- Milorada Sergeyevna - brave (flighty?) daughter.
- Sergey Myslemirovich - stern father, favorite dish is buckwheat porridge.
- Alexander - bearer of amusing mustaches.
- Beloyar - bearer of an amusing hat.
- P. - angry but sweet.
- S. - brigand and robber.
- R. - little coward.
- A. - kikimora.
- S. - fat man (it's clear where all the looted food goes).
- A., A., R., Ya. - henchmen.
There was no time left for drawings, so she sketched a couple of crude, deliberately ugly caricatured figures only for the last few entries.
The last note she left was a small entry:
"Even one who has nothing can offer their life to a righteous cause. And when they inevitably burn at the stake, hunted by hounds, they will realize that it was not in vain".
- P. (drawing of a cat) - latent slave.
- L. (drawing of a shoe and lips) - Barbarian.
- A. (the author's attempt to depict a beauty ended in failure due to his poor drawing skills) - if she were sold to the right place, the village could live comfortably for half a year.
- A. (stick figure) - spectator.
- M. (drawing of a bride) - my wife... if naive Suitiangi hadn't been such a fool.
- L. (no drawing) - didn't remember.
- M. (stick figure, but this time with long hair) - tourist.
- T. (drawing of a gorilla) - eastern monkey.
- N (stick figure with long ears) - person pretending to be a lily-person and a woman.
- B., A. (indistinguishable scribbles) - dartboard.
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Imagine this: Nikolai's boss steals a diary, fills it with nasty things supposedly written by demons, and then throws the diary into the market just to frame the demons and create a bad impression of them. That's quite a complex scheme.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
Arandor
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— A diary, yes, but not a journal, otherwise, why would anyone buy it later?
When he had the diary in his hands, he read a few random lines and spoke to his friends.
— You know, I heard that in mental institutions, they give patients similar books in which they write or draw. It seems to be done to help the brain maintain its basic cognitive functions or something like that, — the young man shared. — And I think this is exactly that kind of book; just look at this nonsense.
— Will you give me a discount? — Vale asked the girl, — Because the item is not new and is partially written in.
Be strong. Believe
Ple-Sen
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But it was Goldenface who did it...
Happy Life
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Exactly. Either they teamed up, or Zlatoliky was the merchant. Case closed 😎
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.