“…I don’t get it. Actually, I was thinking you might
have been defeated by my persistence…but what’s with this ignorant, relaxed face of yours!” I’m not ignorant, I have no clue what you’re talking about! “You kept ignoring me for 2,600 iterations. I refuse to surrender, however many times this endless recurrence shall continue. However, I still feel fatigue. You should feel the same, so how can you maintain such composure?!” What should I…I have no idea what you’re talking about. Apparently she finally notices my bewilderment and looks at me suspiciously. “……are you perhaps not self-aware?” “Self-aware? Of what?” “…very well. Whether you’re acting or not, an explanation shouldn’t do much harm. Hm, right. To put it simply—I’ve already ‘transferred’ 2,601 times.” All I can do is be blankly amazed. “If you’re just acting then you’re quite amazing. But if you really ‘didn’t know’, it’d certainly be natural for you to have such a dull look. Whatever. I’ll explain what nd I know. Mh, right—today’s March 2 , right?” I nodded. “It would be easier to say that I’ve repeated this nd March 2 2,601 times, but that isn’t quite right. For that reason I use the expression school transfer, although that’s not really appropriate either.”