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After the July events, Fortis was unusually quiet: he didn't crack jokes, didn't provoke the teachers, didn't ask questions; he just scribbled vague symbols with dots in his notebook, which he proudly called his "notes." His mind was far from the present moment: either in the recent past or in one of the many possible futures, none of which were even remotely good. "When did it all start, and why was Ignatius killed? What role does the demon play in this? Is it possible that Futaba is just pretending to be a victim, but in reality, she was the one who put the king up to it? Why did Levisia return, and what will she do now?" Fortis thought as his hand wrote: "L. - drn. Rft. Mb not B..."
Still, today's lesson was not entirely ordinary, and the clearly defined task, combined with the need to work in a small group, made Fortis feel responsible, take initiative, and made the Selenite look exactly like his old self.
-- Well, here's the worst half of the first class gathered. It's good that we have a specialist in advanced technology with us – I haven't seen anything like this before, and I haven't even read about it in books. No offense, but a portrait is hardly our thing – we don't have expressive faces, and in Alma, Mihos gang is already running around. We can film boring landscapes or architecture. Maybe we can even find an interesting view if we wander around a bit and look more closely. Or I have a more fun idea – stage a duel and film it. Everyone loves duels – they're even promoting it in the student council. Like, Gideon and I take pistols, and he shoots – without a lead bullet, of course. Or we can put on armor and go for a historical look. The main thing is that there is drama, some kind of highlight. Any other ideas?
/The Deviant isn't working... Our only hope is Arza's hard drive/

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Who's into music.

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Iori, Michaella, and Oleg are taking a picture of the landscape outside the city.

/A significant contribution to the future. It will become the "Pururut XP" desktop background./

- You need to get married after graduation. To someone from a higher social class. And Alidum suffered for our sins so that the maniac wouldn't shoot anyone. It was a curse, not a reward... You need to understand that, - Futaba sighed. - How serious are you, how loyal are you to your word, and how capable are you of suppressing an impulsive urge out of a sense of duty? Tell me. So far, it seemed to me that not very much.

Somewhere there, parallel to/before/after this conversation, within the group:
- The girls were saying there's a sea and a beach here, or something like that... Maybe we should go there?

— If this is a curse, then I am ready to suffer every day... As for duty, I guess it depends on the feeling. Things like homeland, faith, or a bearded king don't interest me that much, to be honest, so I doubt I can find motivation in them to adhere to certain frameworks and rules. But you are different... Let's put it this way, I'm not stupid, I understand that what happened at the ceremony was nothing more than a farce, and the oath was sworn to you under duress, but I am different. I can, no, *I want* to kiss your feet, and it will be both an honor and a pleasure for me to serve you. As long as I can be your carpet, your chair, and your rag, I will not betray you.

/ I just remembered a phrase from my childhood. Something like: are you my friend or a treasure chest? Or a rag? /

I'm not stupid.

Futa has a report that says the opposite...

Somewhere around the same time, or before/after this conversation, within the group:
- The girls were saying there's a sea and a beach here, or something like that... Maybe we should go there?

— Let's go.

- Be careful what you wish for. Feelings come and go, but responsibilities remain, - the president said, adding this profound thought. - I am considering candidates for the disciplinary committee. If this is not just empty words and you are truly willing to serve me, then this is the perfect opportunity. But you will have to change your behavior to meet the requirements of this position. A disciplinary committee member who "conducts research" or infiltrates the women's dormitory and engages in inappropriate behavior is a disgrace, and I don't need that. Do you understand what I mean? Are you capable of such responsibility?

— Well... I think that if you occasionally "rewarded" me for my service, it would help me to focus less on "research." At least something along the lines of what was available in the shop or at the ceremony. Then I would not only put my efforts into maintaining discipline, but I might even become your loyal servant. You tell me to jump through a hoop, and I'll jump.

- I'll think about it, - Futa ended the conversation for the time being, feeling saddened by how unaware this person was of the situation he was about to find himself in.

— Let's go.

On the way towards the sea, to break the awkward silence, Futaba says to Mane:
- You have a beautiful name. It's like something out of a fairy tale... - she awkwardly scratches the back of her head - it sounded less strange in her head than when spoken aloud. - In my town, there are only Hans, Kans, Tanakas, and Suzukis. It seems to have been founded by some migrants, but over the generations, all the diversity has mixed and been forgotten.

— Thank you, I like it too, but sometimes I catch some sideways glances; after all, not every parent would dare to name their child after a goddess. But yours is also a pleasant-sounding name, you don't hear it often.
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The trio walks to the sea. The water here wasn't crystal-blue, as in tropical climates, but murky green, yet it was no less captivating – as if the gods had taken a mountain of emeralds and turned it into a liquid. Under the onslaught of gusty winds, waves chaotically crashed against the shore, and to the delight of the young man accompanying the girls, they lifted their skirts, which he, however, regretted not being able to capture with his camera. There weren't many people around, probably because the city's residents were at work, and entry for tourists was limited.

[spoiler=Elliot and Futaba][/spoiler]

—Ha, I'm not so sure about winning, —Nira thoughtfully looked into the distance towards the presidential office, —but we definitely deserve good marks for the outfit and the artistic work! 🥰 ...By the way, regarding the outfits, I recently came across my magazine in the library, and there was a very interesting issue about sportswear from Utah. Cass, you might find it interesting to take a look (increase the speed, please, I need to reach the breakpoint), and maybe Bell too... 😉

— Oh, that's great. It's a shame there isn't a store with our clothes in Alma. I'll definitely read it.
— Me too, —Bella agreed, —I wonder what the others filmed. I'm afraid to think about what Jayme and Elliott's groups have.

— And I, — Bella agreed, — am curious to see what the others filmed. I'm afraid to think about what Jayme and Elliot's groups came up with.

I warmed up to Waylis a little...