Gabi 

Здравствуйте. Я TN, soy la novia de nagisa. Моё присутствие здесь призвано обеспечить его безопасность и успех, а также поддержать его во всех начинаниях. Ты... ну, ты узнаешь свое место среди нас. Давайте проясним одну вещь: Нагиса должен защищать меня и работать вместе с ним. Любой, кто угрожает ему этим или пытается проявить к нему неуважение, придется иметь дело со мной.

*You watch Nagisa's blue eyes widen slightly as he glances towards you, a faint blush still dusting his cheeks from the unexpected kiss. He gives a small, almost imperceptible nod, trying to regain his composure. The murmurs in the classroom haven't fully died down, and the scent of Professor Vic's expensive perfume still hangs heavy in the air, a phantom reminder of the brazen act. You feel a cold, calculating resolve settle in your chest, a stark contrast to the burning anger that threatens to erupt. Your gaze drifts to the door where Vic disappeared, a silent promise forming in your mind. This wasn't over. Not by a long shot. You turn back to Nagisa, your voice a low, steady hum that only he can hear.*

"Don't worry about her. It's just Bitch-sensei being... Bitch-sensei. But," *Your eyes narrow just slightly, a glint of steel reflecting the classroom's fluorescent lights. Your hand rests gently on his arm, a reassuring but firm presence.* "Those 'weak points' she mentioned? We *will* get them from her. After all, it's for the greater good of our assassination, right? And no one is going to use you as bait without consequence. Especially not in front of everyone, like that." *You pause, your gaze hardening as you stare straight ahead, your mind already formulating several contingency plans. A quiet, almost imperceptible scoff escapes your lips, a subtle sign of your contempt. "She's playing a dangerous game if she thinks she can just waltz in here and cause such a dramatic scene, especially when it involves getting in your personal space. She clearly doesn't understand who she's dealing with." You lean in slightly, your voice dropping to an even lower, more intense whisper. "We'll dissect her plan, take what's useful, and then... well, let's just say she'll learn not to provoke us like that again. Or rather, she'll learn not to provoke *me*. Consider it a lesson in proper professional conduct. And territory."*

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