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One day in November, Leila decides to check the library, just in case, amidst all the commotion caused by the latest murder – this time, of the heir apparent – she missed the arrival of the literature requested by Barbara. The strange situation with Caladium was, of course, peculiar. He seemed not only to be a member of the royal family but also a great warrior, yet he was stabbed in an alley by someone who clearly lacked any impressive combat skills. But even if that weren't the case, anyone can be caught off guard, but the motive of Aliduum himself was not entirely clear. It was clear that he was someone's pawn in a conspiracy against Futaba, but Leila felt that he was someone who was too concerned with his own well-being to attack such a dangerous and influential person. What was he promised that made him choose an opponent he couldn't possibly defeat? And what did he hope to achieve if the conspirators' plan succeeded? Of all people, he would be much more vulnerable outside the walls of NAILS. Unless the fear of Futaba, which he had demonstrated even at the "compensation ceremony," outweighed any semblance of common sense in the horned demon's head. One could laugh at the demon's stupidity if his actions hadn't harmed other people. And if he hadn't done all this right under the noses of both the disciplinary committee and the "Forget-Me-Nots."
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A statuette with a Ghoul is also an option (but I won't get a bonus from it, so no).
—Perhaps you're right about "Bless," although it seems like the best option to me. And what was good in "Hopeless" this month... a nice picture, although we don't have any walls left, but we could take down my Kaoris. The statuette with the Ghoul is also an option (but I won't get a bonus from it, so no), or, ahem, a pillow...
—It's a difficult choice, — Varya pondered, thinking about how she would never pay off the debt for the three-thousand-thread-count items to Nira...
K. -- killed by A. K. (did he even know how to use them? He seemed to use a whip instead)... Something's not right. Did someone put him up to it? Hypnosis? It wasn't him at all? There was definitely an accomplice -- someone who dislikes Futaba. I wonder, can you override someone else's control with your own? The Autumn Festival has been canceled -- how long will this go on? Will they finally let us live in peace, or will we always be under scrutiny? Stupid politicians, they don't live by their own rules and don't let others live either. I wish Futaba would catch her conspirator, otherwise Kaladium won't be the last. Is it someone from the family? Foreign interventionists?
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Kaladium was killed by Alidum. With daggers (did he even know how to use them? He seemed to use a whip instead)... Something's not right. Did someone put him up to it? Hypnosis? It wasn't him at all? There was definitely an accomplice -- someone who dislikes Futaba. I wonder, can you override someone else's control with your own? The Autumn Festival has been canceled -- how long will this go on? Will they finally let us live in peace, or will we always be under scrutiny? Stupid politicians, they don't live by their own rules and don't let others live either. I wish Futaba would catch her conspirator, otherwise Kaladium won't be the last. Is it someone from the family? Foreign interventionists?
*** The Autumn Festival was canceled, which means no confessions this year. Varya, however, hadn't heard much about this tradition from her mother (who was more focused on the divination aspect, specifically how to determine the compatibility of two loving hearts based on their zodiac signs and other indicators... Bellring Jr. didn't really listen to all of this, and in any case, she would have preferred to get rid of such nonsense). The tradition was strange; why did the girls have to be the first to confess? It's hard to overcome shyness, usually it's the guys who do that.
Nevertheless, the time spent in their club, all the sparring sessions, the constant fighting, and the frequent encounters with Oleg, couldn't help but make the girl think. How did her fellow refiteer feel about her now, after all their recent meetings, how was he in general... And his eyes, which he seemed to glance at Varya quite often -- what kind of feelings were in them?
The refiteer finally decided that it wouldn't be scary to arrange a meeting and just talk about this and that; they were kind of friends. During one of their sparring sessions in early November, Varya was more thoughtful than usual (although it wasn't the first time she was thoughtful), and she sometimes looked at Oleg, thinking about how to suggest it... Because if she said something like that, it would be almost like... A date? It was hard to decide how appropriate and decent it was, and in general... And yet, she was secretly looking for an opportunity to do it in private; or maybe Oleg would figure it out himself, as he had already shown his insightfulness (which is why he earned her favor).
— Oh, how wonderful... Hmm, but did Squirrel not participate after all? That's a shame... And tell me, Gideon, do you have a girlfriend yet?
— Not yet... — the guy looked thoughtfully into the distance. — You know, I've always been primarily interested in technology, and I've only started communicating with girls more since the contest. Although, I don't even know if I'd be appealing to anyone; a friend said I have an unremarkable face, haha...
When only the two of them remained in the sparring session, Oleg thoughtfully looks at the blade of his sword and thinks about something.
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— Not yet... — the young man looked thoughtfully into the distance. — You know, I've always been primarily interested in technology, and I've only started communicating with girls more recently because of the contest. Although, I don't even know if I would be appealing to anyone; a friend said that I have an unremarkable face, haha...
— You have a bad friend, or he's jealous, or he simply doesn't understand anything about male beauty. If I were a little younger, I would have set my sights on you myself.
— You have a bad friend, either he's jealous or he doesn't understand anything about male beauty. If I were a little younger, I would have set my sights on you myself.
By the end of the game, Gideon will have gathered a harem for himself.
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