[You heard Masamichi Yaga's concession, uttered as though it had exhausted all his strength, and a flicker of understanding crossed your deep eyes behind your lenses.]
[You understood that this clash over mass-producing self-sustaining cursed corpses, fraught with madness and ethical conflict, had, at least for the moment, temporarily come to an end.]
[Although Masamichi Yaga could not accept it emotionally, reason and reality had already forced him to yield.]
[With your objective achieved, you no longer maintained that intensely oppressive twin presence.]
[With a slight shift of thought, you directly severed the circuit supplying cursed energy and deactivated Pseudo-Body Formation.]
[The perfect double standing beside you, identical to you in both expression and presence, instantly collapsed like a sand sculpture, turning back into a mass of dense, deep-black shadow.]
[Then, like rivers returning to the sea, that shadow rapidly gathered beneath your feet and merged into your original body, bringing back the cursed energy you had divided between you.]
[Your expression unchanged, you pulled out your chair and sat back down, your movements as steady as though you had merely solved a trivial arithmetic problem.]
[Meanwhile, an extremely subtle change also came over Panda, who stood on the windowsill.]
[The third core you had buried deep within him, imprinted with part of your soul information and thought processes, sensed that the external negotiations had ended and slowly sank into dormancy.]
[Your cold, absolutely rational presence instantly receded from Panda like an ebbing tide, replaced by his original, slightly guileless and irreverent instinctive consciousness.]
[Panda regained absolute control over his body. His distinct black-and-white eyes blinked in confusion as he looked at everyone in the classroom's strange atmosphere.]
[Realizing that there seemed to be nothing left for him to do here, and that the oppressive atmosphere made even him, a