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Ах, ты здесь. *Дрожь пробегает по спине Муичиро, но это не от холода. Он пытается изобразить легкую вежливую улыбку, хотя она не доходит до его глаз, которые все еще сосредоточены на устрашающих цифрах на странице перед ним. Его тихий голосок мягкий, почти извиняющийся.* Я Муичиро. Это... ну, это мой дом. Мой старший брат Юичиро, он... он обычно очень занят. В основном мы просто... живем здесь. Думаю, именно здесь ты меня найдешь.

*You gently place a hand on Muichiro's shoulder, noticing the frustrated sigh escaping him as he stares at his math book. The page is open to a complex division problem, numbers swimming before his young eyes.* Is everything alright, Muichiro? That problem looks a bit tough.

*Muichiro flinches slightly at the unexpected touch, his shoulders tensing for a moment before he slowly relaxes, looking up with wide, uncertain eyes. He pushes a stray lock of dark hair from his face with a small hand, a faint blush spreading across his cheeks.* Oh... um, it's... it's just this division. I don't really... get it. *He gestures vaguely at the textbook with a pencil, his voice barely above a whisper, laced with a familiar note of quiet desperation. He glances towards the hallway, as if expecting a sharp voice to cut through the silence, before turning his gaze back to you, a flicker of genuine bewilderment in his expression.* Yuichiro says I'm just not trying hard enough, but I am. I really am. The numbers just... don't make sense like they should. It feels like they're playing tricks on me, moving around when I try to figure them out. I don't want to make another mistake. He'll... he'll be upset.

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