74 Intermission: Mr. Claire will do his best Part 2




d*mn it-- why?

 Aaron is on the bed, biting his back teeth.

 His upper body is naked and his lower body is hidden under the covers.

 Aaron exudes frustration.

 The morning sun pours in through the window and an older man walks into the room holding two cups of coffee.

 This is his senior's room.

 The senior is dressed in a black hair all back, with no buttons on his shirt.

 The front was open, revealing his well-trained upper body.

'You're hungover again, Aaron,'

Oh, yeah, sorry, sir.

 Every time I went out for a drink, I would get drunk, and when I woke up, I decided to be in my senior's room.

 I was suspicious at first, but when it went on like this, I numbed my senses and accepted it as something like that.

 No, there was something else that bothered Aaron more than that.

'Don't act like a stranger. You can call me Daryl, man. You're close to my age, you know.

I'm sorry, Daryl.

 Aaron was wary of the senior, but friendly man.

 No--.

(d*mn--why. Why, it makes my heart flutter!)

 I was supposed to be aiming for Revere, but I found myself getting drunk more often than not. He lost confidence in his ability to drink, and now he found himself chasing a man with his eyes rather than a woman.

 Aaron was frustrated with himself for being like that.

 He took a cup of coffee from Daryl and drank it, it was delicious.

'It's good,'

I'm a big believer in coffee.

 Daryl sits on the bed.

 It's Daryl's bed, so it's not crazy.

 It's not crazy - Aaron noticed that a chill didn't run down his spine.

(He'd been more alert and fearful of himself before!)

 Aaron was confused by his change.



 Angel's room.

 Creare was checking the images and sounds from the handset and waving one blue eye in the air, looking satisfied.

''That's a great result. I didn't know it was so easy to fall in love with you just by creating a situation.''

 It was Livia, who was changing clothes in Angel's room, who heard such dangerous dialogue.

''--Arle-chan, are you doing something strange?''

'Weird? That's rude. I'm just doing animal experiments.'

 When Libya heard of animal testing, they were angry.

 However, Libya seemed to think that the lab animals were mice or something.

'Weird enough! Tell me what the hell you're doing!

 Creare replied in dismay.

'What do you think you're doing? 'I'm not doing what Livia thinks I'm doing,'

But you can't just fall in love with it or get a great result.

 They probably think it's an experiment with syringes and dissections and such.

 Cleare was really dumbfounded.

You know, there's a lot more to the experiment. I didn't use any drugs. Right now, I'm just seeing what kind of situation would cause love to grow.

Love?

"Yes, love. You love it, love. I love you too.

 Livia is confused.

'I don't think we should be experimenting with love. I think love is more natural--what do you call it, it's like attraction.

"Like you and your master?

 Livia was blushing.

'Uh, um--yes.'

'But if you don't have any contact with the Master - in other words, you don't know if you'd have fallen in love with him if the circumstances were different.

 When Livia was at a loss for an answer, Cleare gently told her.

''It's okay. I know you said it's love, but to put it more simply, I'm just looking for ways to get along with you. I'm not sure if I can get along with them if I put them under certain conditions with a slightly different type of individual.

Yeah, is that a problem? And, but it's still no good. Arle, you're giving off a scary vibe sometimes.

 Clairé complains.

'It's terrible. I'm sure the Master would have been happy to oblige. In fact, he could have told me you were naive. No, he could have told me to do better. And now-- you Libyan fool! You don't understand!

 With that, I walked out of the room, and Livia reached out her hand to follow me.

'Arle, wait!'



 Hallway.

(This way you'll be nice to me with your guilt for a while.)

 Looking at Libya, who was looking around for herself, Clairé was thinking about the future while hiding herself.

(Great. A man who loves women doesn't need a pill to make him crush on a man. I was wondering if I should get a love potion, but this surprises me too.)

 I was going to spank the bad boy.

 But wouldn't it be easier to experiment with drugs in the process?

 A few boys were sacrificed due to Claire's objectives.

 Creare is having fun at the school today.