Rolla, how's your graduation test going?
Rolla's mother pushes open the door, where the lock has been removed, and walks inside.
?!
Rolla looks up from the terminal and turns toward her mother.
I'm in 8th place, Mother...
It might not be in the top 5, but with my other grades, being a commandant reserve is not a problem!
Seeing the somber expression on her mother's face, Rolla hastily speaks up.
Is that so... Good.
A smile adorns her mother's face as she gently places a hand on Rolla's head, causing Rolla to instinctively tremble in response.
You will become an even better commandant than your father. After all, he wasn't a F.O.S. graduate like you are.
Yes... Mother.
However, behind Rolla's back where her mother's gaze cannot reach, an email notification pops up on the screen.