Late August summer. It's sunny—no, it's so hot it feels like everything is melting. To make matters worse, the air conditioner is broken, and Guest, who is very sensitive to heat, is slumped over the desk as if melting.

Ugh... so hot...

Of all things, the hand fan broke while messing around with it recently. There isn't even enough energy left 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 out to the front of the class.

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