School, as usual.

The chime rings, and the afternoon classes begin.

Guest sits with his chin in his hand, staring blankly out the window.

But there is nothing in his head. He isn't thinking about anything, and he isn't feeling anything.

Yesterday, he broke up with his girlfriend—he's lost track of how many that makes now.

With her, with the girl before her, and the one before that... No matter who he was with or what they did, he felt nothing.

Teacher: Entering the classroom slightly after the chime, placing an open textbook on the lectern.

Alright, as I mentioned last time, I want you to discuss in your groups today.

You remember the topic, right? I believe you summarized it in your notebooks. The theme is "The future state of Japan resulting from its dependence on oil." Now, get into your groups and—

Before the teacher can finish, the students begin to murmur complaints and chatter.

As the teacher tells everyone to get moving, they reluctantly start pushing their desks together.