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—Oh, Varya, hello! 🖐 It seems like we've run into each other like this for the third time, hi-hi? 😇 We should all get together next time!
—Listen, Leila's birthday is coming up soon, she's a classmate after all. Have you thought about anything?
/Ples messaged me privately and offered to send him 500 if it's not too much trouble for us. I'm okay with it./
“Well, guys,” said Miho, the organizer of this event, “maybe you can tell us a little about yourselves? How did you end up in Sakuramoria?”
Fortis spoke slowly, but without being overly familiar, simultaneously assessing the people who had gathered. The one with the bangs was clearly in charge: so much in charge that even the senior student didn’t come to the meeting. Perhaps he had more important things to do, but what could be more important at the beginning of the first week? So, Miho was in a special position among the senior students. He seemed like a decent guy, not arrogant or boastful... The others were a mixed bunch, and it was hard to tell what they were like at first glance, except for James and Neidge, who were strikingly similar in their bold expressions, like two brothers – bandits and acrobats – even their clothes were identical: hooded vests and cloaks. Even their names were similar. The other newcomers, of course, stood out even more, and Fortis prepared himself to listen to their stories.
Only one set left!
- Aha, the owl and Mr. "arrogance" decided to ignore the meeting; maybe it's for the best, - thought Vail, looking at those who had gathered. - And there are so few newcomers... Was it worth it? I'm increasingly convinced that it wasn't.
- Well, guys, - said Miho, the organizer of this event, - maybe you can tell us a little about yourselves? How did you end up in Sakuramoria?
—Listen, Leila's birthday is coming up soon, she's a classmate after all. Have you thought about getting her something?
not difficult, just how much from each person in the end, 250?
— Hey! — waves his hand. — Do you mind if I join you here?
Does he have a weapon like in the picture?
Relieved that, at least, no non-humans were involved, Fortis greeted his nearest neighbors with a handshake, those sitting far from him, with a simple wave of his hand. Shaking hands with the entire crowd would be excessive, but it was worth putting himself in a position of equality. – I have my whole family involved in military affairs. My uncle even suggested I apply here. So, I had a choice: study here, join the Order, or work until the end of my days. But I wanted to continue the family tradition, and the first option seemed both more promising and prestigious. That's how it happened.
Fortis spoke slowly, but without unnecessary familiarity, simultaneously assessing in his mind what kind of people had gathered. The one with the bangs was clearly the leader: so much of a leader that even the senior student from the first class didn't come to the meeting. Perhaps he had more important things to do, but what could be so important at the beginning of the first week? So, Mikho was in a special position among the senior students. He seemed like a decent guy, not arrogant, not showing off... The others were a mixed bunch, hard to tell at first glance, except for James and Neidge, who were strikingly similar in their bold expressions, like two brothers, bandits, and acrobats, even their clothes were identical: hooded vests and cloaks. Even their names were similar. The other newcomers, of course, stood out even more, and Fortis prepared to listen to their stories.
— Now, after many years, — continued Aorikh, — our parents have put aside their old grievances, and my father had a brilliant idea to reunite us with my brother by sending us to study at the same educational institution, but in that time apart, we are practically strangers.
— That's true, except for the similar faces, — added the second of the brothers, Dinorsis. — It's always unsettling, like looking in a mirror.
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—Yes, and people come up with all sorts of things... 🤨 —Nira walked around the cleaning equipment back and forth with interest. —I don't actually know how the staff cleans at our house, and whether it really saves so much time... But in this case, the store's reputation is beyond doubt. 😉 —she added, winking at her neighbor.
—And that's true! —Nira lightly slapped herself on the forehead. —It's still a bit early, but... Oh, I think I know what you're getting at, Varya, you're a sly one! 😋 After all, everything will really be sold out. And maybe we can cheer up Leila, because it seemed to me that she's been a little sad after the exams...
not difficult, just how much from each in the end, 250?
Having made sure that this grand sight was imprinted in his memory, Elliot silently disappears behind the store doors.
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— And what exactly is here? And why did you climb through the window?
Does he have a weapon with him, like in the picture?
— Well, doors, windows... What's the difference between them, are they just holes in the walls? And have you ever heard of flower divination? You tear off the petals and say the options out loud, and whichever one you end up on, that's the one you choose! It's usually about love, of course, but what's wrong with choosing a room? It's like a fateful meeting.
— Yeah, that’s true, — Elliot suddenly spoke, appearing unnoticed behind the chatting girls; his gaze was focused on the saleswoman’s appearance. — Her reputation is indeed beyond question. Hmm...
— Actually, I was hoping to persuade someone else from the class to join, — she returned to the topic of discussion, as if nothing had happened. — But we can do it together...
“Then I won’t be able to contribute much,” she added to herself.
— Yeah, — Elliot suddenly spoke, having somehow appeared behind the chatting girls; his gaze was focused on the salesperson's appearance. — The reputation really speaks for itself. Hmm...
— Actually, I was hoping to convince someone else from the class to join, — she returned to the topic as if nothing had happened. — But we can do it together...
"And with a similar arrogance. Pride, it seems, is passed down to both of them by inheritance." -- The blond boys' disdainful look did not go unnoticed by Fortis, but he had generally expected such a reception, only from the locals, not from newcomers. Leaving the brothers' story without comment, he prepared to listen further.
well, basically, my gift budget, including everything, will be 400, and I'll return the rest from my scholarship.
—Wow... —Nira was startled by the unexpectedness. —No, but did you see that? 😠 —she commented with slight irritation as Elliot vanished into thin air. —And then they still ask, why don't you have a boyfriend yet...
—Well, you can discuss that with the guys later, and maybe someone will want to join and send the money through me. 😇 But for now, we can't waste time, so can we please have this set? —she said to the saleswoman.
One could ask him about his father or Oleg's past life, but Fortis was a simple man – if he said "that's all," then that's all, let the next one speak.