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— Well, you're just a fool for not doing that. You should socialize more, go outside. Maybe we can go for a walk somewhere? We can invite some friends, maybe Duke or Flimm, or someone else.
— I'm sorry to upset you, Nira... It's all because of my father. He really didn't want me to come back here, but in the end, he agreed, and today I found out that he bought an apartment in Alma... He says it's for a business trip, but who would believe that? I'm not a child anymore... I understand that my problems are completely silly and insignificant in light of the events of the last month, but you can't control your feelings.
Added 2 minutes later Arandor
- Well, and fool, it's a waste. You should spend more time with friends, go out. Maybe we can go for a walk somewhere? We can invite some friends, maybe Duke or Flimm, or someone else.
— Well... Okay. I could use a break from studying.
“Oh, don’t be upset,” the Taimanian girl laughed. “I’m just kidding. Ixora and I were just thinking of stopping by ‘Ira’s Arsenal’ before the upcoming tournament. Want to join us? And on the way back, maybe your cat will come down. But even if it doesn’t,” Leila smiled menacingly, “I have a headband with cat ears hidden away in my room.”
The Taimanian girl wasn’t lying to her companion – the aforementioned headband did indeed exist, being one of the potential gifts she had prepared. However, she didn’t mention that the source of the ears was the same casino that had gone bankrupt.
-- During combat, -- although Varya didn't expect the conversation to take such a turn, her response was immediate, and her eyes gained a cold glint. -- Decisions must be made quickly, and they are not always obvious. Since you are asking such a question, it means I was not mistaken about you: whether it was by chance, by intuition, or due to an awareness of the situation... But you were able to act correctly, no matter how difficult it was for everyone. So, my advice to you is, don't "throw" yourself into a self-destructive spiral. -- Well, you definitely won't attack me... -- the girl added, more calmly, after a sigh.
This was not an answer to the question, but on the other hand, it wasn't important. The search for thrills, academic curiosity, an attempt to impress her classmates with courage or recklessness, or perhaps simply a poor judgment of people – all these possible motivations and reasons behind the actions of the incomprehensible foreigner remained something that didn't matter in the final, tangible reality. - Do as you please, I don't care, - Futaba shrugged and headed back to her room, throwing a final glance over her shoulder. - But keep in mind that I don't sleep well. Perhaps, if their dormitory is really filled to the brim with a strange assortment of foreigners starting next semester, it would be better to prepare for it in some way, rather than taking a gamble? Although, who would even want to attend this school now? And just in case her intentions are not as pure as she wants them to seem, - a keen ear and a weapon under her pillow will help against any tricks. And if, suddenly, another maniac or desperate avenger appears in the middle of the night, aiming to kill someone in their sleep, then perhaps the presence of an extra body in the room will give her a fifty percent chance of survival. Although there's not much point in clinging to that hope.
Seeing that Futaba had changed her attitude and was now more likely to agree to join, Varya shrugged. Indeed, Futaba wasn't the type to *look* like trouble; she *was* trouble. They probably wouldn't become close friends like with Yukka.
However, she could be relied upon in a pinch, and this girl wouldn't do anything obviously foolish either. In these times, that was an important advantage.
"Okay, I'll go get my things."
Varya returned quickly and settled in, remembering to hang a picture on the wall.
/Roar, early May -- I'm going to the library./
—I'm sorry to upset you, Nira... It's all because of my father. He really didn't want me to come back here, but in the end, he agreed, and today I found out that he bought an apartment in Alma... He says it's for a business trip, but who would believe that? I'm not a child anymore... I understand that my problems are completely silly and insignificant in light of the events of the past month, but you can't control your feelings.
—So that's what it is... —Nira said with a slight surprise. —And you have nothing to apologize for; I once read that such conversations help us share our emotional experiences with others. So, if you ever want to talk, no matter how serious the reason, don't hesitate to come to me anytime. 😇 —The girl smiled friendly at her friend. —And regarding your father, I can understand how awkward and hurtful it can be. But you know, it shows how much he cares about you, and that's very sweet in its own way. 😊 If my father or mother suddenly decided to move to Alma, I would also be very surprised, but I wouldn't be embarrassed or worried about it. In Utah, they are always busy with important matters, traveling to various events, so we only see each other every couple of weeks to sit quietly at a concert, even though we live under the same roof. But here, maybe they can finally spend more time together as a real family... Oh, sorry, sorry, I got carried away, he-he. 😅 In short, try to use this time to show your father that you appreciate him, but at the same time, you have long been able to take care of yourself. Instead of avoiding him or getting upset, try to accept this situation with dignity and composure; I think that's what works best on adults.
The first person Vari saw in the library was Michaella. As it turned out, after what happened to Carvia Imas, she was appointed head librarian. — ... So, that's the situation. — The disappointing information the girl shared was that, besides educational materials, there was nothing else in the library yet. At the same time, it was interesting that the library accepted books *in exchange for experience* to add to its shelves so that anyone could have access to them.
—So, that’s what it is… —Nira said with a hint of surprise. —And you have nothing to apologize for; I read somewhere that such conversations help us share our emotional experiences with others. So, if you ever feel like talking, no matter how trivial the reason, don’t hesitate to reach out to me anytime. 😇 —The girl smiled warmly at her friend. —As for your father, I can understand how awkward and upsetting it might be. But you know, it shows how much he cares and worries about you, and that’s actually quite sweet. 😊 If my father or mother suddenly decided to move to Alma, I would also be quite surprised, but I wouldn’t be embarrassed or worried about it. In Utah, they are always busy with important matters, traveling to various events, so we only see each other every couple of weeks to sit quietly at a concert, even though we live under the same roof. But here, maybe they could finally spend more time together as a real family… Oh, sorry, sorry, I got carried away, he-he. 😅 Anyway, try to use this time to show your father that you appreciate him, but also that you have been able to take care of yourself for a long time. Instead of avoiding him or getting upset, try to accept the situation with dignity and composure; I think that’s what works best with adults.
Cassia took a deep breath and then exhaled, trying to compose herself. —Thank you, Nira; it was important for me to hear that.
The name of the two-handed sword gave the Taumian rather unpleasant associations, which she decided not to voice.
“Yeah, we should have taken higher positions,” Leyla commented, patting her pockets, “my finances clearly aren’t enough for this. But it’s worth keeping in mind for the future. How about you, have you had enough? If not, we can also check out ‘At Claire’s’ or ‘Hopeless,’ I heard they sell all sorts of things in the latter. Maybe you’ll find something that will be useful for the tournament.”
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