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Nothing foreshadowed the trouble; under Nirianna’s leadership, their small group cheerfully strolled through the city, examining the assortment of shops and discussing various topics. And then, this idyll, filled with laughter, was abruptly interrupted by a chilling scream. Something that might have been forgotten or dismissed as a product of a vivid imagination, but not this time. The grim events associated with the mysterious cry immediately overshadowed all the bright emotions of the day – Ignatius Warlock was killed. It was difficult to say how, by whom, why, and for what reason. Perhaps, if Leila hadn’t crossed paths with the other girls, she would have shared the young man’s fate. Or perhaps, if she had gone a slightly different way, she could have avoided such an outcome.

After this, instead of classes, they were all sent to their rooms and told to appear before Duncan or Carvia for a private conversation, one at a time.

When her turn came, the Ta’imian girl headed to Miss Imas.

This day was slightly better than the others – surprisingly so, because the overwhelming majority of the biological mass had spilled out beyond the gates – running, frolicking, and generally annoying the locals. And for that, thank you.
For a while, Futaba managed to lie in relative peace on her bed, half-asleep, but after an indeterminate amount of time, excited shouts began to drift in from the street – apparently, the students had already spent their meager allowance on all sorts of nonsense, gotten tired, gotten hungry, and returned to their familiar surroundings.
As time went on, the shouts didn't subside; instead, they grew louder – as if the entire school had decided to gather under Futaba's window and drive her crazy. Choosing between the stuffiness and the noise, she slammed the window shut.
Unfortunately, this didn't help for long – soon enough, the chaos penetrated the walls of the building, and the cardboard floors and ceilings trembled from the pounding of feet, with shouts and knocks echoing through the corridor.
One of these knocks reached room 402 – Futaba didn't go to the door; she simply pulled the pillow over her head, waiting for the intruder to leave. But the knocking continued and intensified, as if the brazen individual had started banging on the door with their foot as well.
With great effort, overcoming the aches in her body and soul, Futaba got out of bed and, with a grimace, flung open the door to reveal a girl who had already raised her fist for another knock, but stopped in surprise.
In a trembling voice, she explained that the teachers were gathering everyone for an urgent announcement and hurried away from Futaba's disapproving gaze.
Hissing and silently cursing under her breath from the pain, Futaba dressed as quickly as she could and trudged towards the administration building. Along the way, groups of frightened students ran past, whispering to each other about how a war had begun, a fire had broken out, someone had been killed, a high-ranking official was visiting the school, and other nonsensical nonsense.

After the announcement, Futaba glanced at Nirianna Melvans' face, who had spoken in the same hall just a month ago, to see what emotions were reflected on it.
With a heavy sigh, realizing how this promising day had turned into such a tedious and hopeless scenario, Futaba headed to talk to her grandfather, hoping to get it over with quickly.

When her turn came, the Timanian girl headed towards Miss Imas.

— Hello, Leila, — Carvia greeted the student with a sour smile, — how are you feeling?..

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After the announcement, Futaba glanced at Nirianna Melvans' face, who had performed in the same hall just a month ago, to see what emotions would be reflected on it.
With a heavy sigh, realizing how tiring and hopeless this promising day had turned out to be, Futa trudged over to talk to her grandfather, hoping to finish it quickly.

Duncan sat Futaba on his lap on a stool opposite him and looked at her carefully, then asked an unexpected question.
— So, have you learned how to wield a katana properly?

Futaba shrugged, and immediately regretted it – a sharp pain shot through her entire neck and shoulder area. She winced slightly, but held back the sound that threatened to escape, and said indifferently:
- We'll see what happens in battle.

– Yuka, are you sure you’re not here? – Varya looked around the room, a little worried. Of course, Yuka was probably just with Duncan when Varya returned from Karvia, but…
Getting out of bed, the girl looked around the room again – maybe something else was the reason? If she doesn’t see anything unusual, she’ll go to Duncan.

- Ah, I should have gone to the store after all, instead of getting distracted, - Vail thought regretfully, after learning that they were no longer allowed to go outside.

Futaba shrugged, immediately regretting it – a sharp pain shot through her entire neck and shoulder area. She winced slightly, but bit back the sound and said indifferently:
- We'll see in battle.

— Should I get you some pain relievers or a therapeutic massage?

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-- Yuka, are you sure you're not here? -- Varya looked around the room, somewhat worried. Of course, Yuka was probably just with Duncan at the moment Varya returned from Karvia, but...
Getting out of bed, the girl looked around the room again – maybe something else was the reason? If she doesn't see anything noteworthy, she'll go to Duncan.

Varya finds Yuka in the academy courtyard, on the path between the main building and the dormitory.

- Ah, - Vail sighed regretfully, realizing that now, after Ignatius's death, it would be him who had to go on a date with Shira.

Varya discovers Yukka in the Academy courtyard, on the path between the main building and the dormitory.

*Sighs with relief*
-- You know, I thought it was a mistake to let us walk around alone. Were you with Sir Duncan? -- she says, joining him on the way back to the room.

— Aha-ha, yes, from Grandpa Duncan. So what?

- I'll manage somehow. I've been through worse.

- I'll manage somehow. I've been through worse.

— Enduring is harmful. But alright, tell me what you did today and who you met.

"Uh... Grandpa?" -- "Actually, it's nothing," the refitter said, slightly embarrassed by her recent anxieties, but just in case, she walked as close as possible to her neighbor, changing her aura to a protective one.

- Nothing. No one. I just lay in bed until we were called.

— You know, Elliot told me that Ignatius was found headless... Oh, no, that's not right – it's more accurate to say he was found without a body. I wonder what will happen to him now? It will probably be difficult for him to study...