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Damnit! Such a disgrace, I swear...

Can this school not appreciate someone such as myself, that I can't even get twenty?!

... Of course, being stared at and whispered about the entire time did nothing to help...

[Event Post]

*Nice evening on the island, isn't it? Due to the climate, it's warm, considering that it's winter still. Some clouds might be rolling in though.

But enough about the weather. There's an Osiris Red girl(?) examining a tree at the outskirts of the forest, and holding onto their hand in a rather... Gentle manner, as though to not irritate whatever might be wrong with it. There seems to be scratches in the bark, like something just ripped through it.

To the observant-in-the-night, it's more or less obvious that their hands look like claws, that could have made said gashes in the tree.

... And also to the observant, their stance seems to be moderately unsteady.

Bother?*