Eunice pushed open the door, practically leaped onto the bed, hugged the blanket, and began to cry. The sight startled Jahadorei beside her.
Since the night before last, Jahadorei had not had a drop of water or a grain of rice. She only felt she had lost her appetite for everything. Her mind kept flashing back to her terrible performance in the quiz competition, to Eleven's malicious accusations against her, and even after sleeping and waking again, that feeling of grief and uselessness still would not go away.
But Eunice's crying forcibly cut all of that short. Jahadorei sat up on the bed in confusion. "Eunice?"
Eunice wailed like an animal. Her voice was partly absorbed by the thick layers of quilts and blankets, but what remained was still frightening.
Jahadorei quickly got up and went to Eunice's side, trying to hug her from behind, only to be violently shoved away by Eunice.
"...What's wrong?" Jahadorei asked softly. She carefully shifted position, lying on her side beside Eunice. "Did Teacher Boheng come again? Did he... did he say something to you again? Don't, don't listen to him. Sometimes he, sometimes he's just..."
But Eunice showed no reaction to these words at all. Looking at her companion, who was sobbing violently, Jahadorei grew even more anxious—Eunice would not accept her embrace, and she truly did not know what else she could do for her friend.
Eunice cried until tears and snot streamed down her face, but at the same time, a surprised voice was muttering quietly deep inside her—she felt there was no reason for her to be crying at all.
At first, she had been furious at Porni's indifference, but as she cried and cried, that no longer seemed to be the center of her emotions.
She clearly felt a