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You decide to think about what to do as you go; after all, you literally are in no rush. Deciding to proceed normally, you dig through Emilia’s memories to find out where your next class is. It turns out you have algebra with Ms. Underwood down the hall, so you head over there and take a seat just before the bell rings.
“Alright class,” begins Ms. Underwood as class begins. “Can anyone tell me something about the equation up on the board?”
No one raises their hand at all. Ms. Underwood seems a little annoyed but immediately fixes her gaze on you.
“Emilia? Do you have anything to say?”