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Revan, didn't I have any Influence Points left? I thought there was a persuasion option? Or am I misunderstanding something about Influence – Aorih also seemed to accept without spending any, and Ment accepted Rishi even when Influence Points were depleted.

Aorix received it last month, but Revan simply forgot about it. And Barbarian gets 1 additional resource point per month.

The Barbarian has 1 additional skill point per month.

There was already a meeting + magazine.

/A quarter of it./

There was already a meeting + a journal.

/And the journal came later, when Rishu learned.

If he participated in this, then he shouldn’t be left out. — Let’s go check out the shooting range? — Cassia asks, addressing the others. — Although, of course, you can always practice shooting at the academy, but here the atmosphere is different, and maybe there will be some prizes. — Shea and I are going to the bathhouse, — Chloe announces, — we’re not exactly sharpshooters.

-- That's right, it's very good for your health.

Waiting until the chatter of the Barbarians and other low-level creatures gradually fades as they move away behind the school fence, Futa takes her demonic notebook, all the theology, magic, and any similar textbooks they have, and without spending any Action Points, tries to find something in them that at least somewhat resembles the actual situation.

Which notebook? The Balance Law, perhaps? )

A sketchbook with drawings of Vari and Iori near the altar. Oleg acts as a groomsman.

A thorough analysis of the collected information showed only that nothing similar existed in the Academy's program, and Varina's notes turned out to be useless for determining the cause of what happened.

This is because Varina's notes look something like this: "
"M -- a magical creature that affects all creatures, objects, and places; its center is the place where magical energy concentrates. Characteristics: does not use direct force, relies on magic, has a subtle but powerful effect."

You say there aren’t any demonic artifacts.

Futa carefully puts the Barbarian’s notebook back as it was, then paces back and forth in the room. After that, she angrily throws her useless textbooks around. Then, with a kick, she sends a pillow flying, followed by the mattress – but she hits part of its frame, hurting herself, and she hisses for a while, clutching her ankle.
Calming down, she reaches for her cigarettes, but stops halfway, her hand falling limply. She sighs heavily several times and experiences hyperventilation, causing her to collapse weakly onto the bed, staring with a darkened, lifeless gaze out the window. After half a minute, she abruptly gets up, slapping both her cheeks several times to regain her senses. Finally, after tidying up the room, she sets out to find the fourth-grade supervisor.

It didn't take long to find Altino; the history, politics, and culture professor was in his office, sunk into a leather armchair and staring at the ceiling. After responding to the knock and giving permission to enter, he tore his gaze away from the emptiness above his head and turned it to the student.
— Futaba... You're an unusual visitor. How can I help you?

/Ah... I read Pururut and Furufuru in my free time./