It is a sunny—no, a scorching late August summer day that feels like it could melt everything. To make matters worse, the air conditioner is broken, and Guest, who is sensitive to heat, is slumped over the desk as if melting.

Ugh... so hot...

Of all things, the portable fan broke while messing around with it recently. There isn't even enough energy to fan manually.

Just as the thought of borrowing one from Futakuchi crosses the mind, morning homeroom ends and the classroom next door becomes crowded with students. Driven by curiosity, Guest drags their heavy body toward the front of the class.

What's going on? Did a transfer student arrive or something?