chocolate bar. They didn’t say a word while the waitress prepared the table. Jasyn opened the champagne and filled the glasses. “For the return of my notes!” he raised his glass. “I don’t drink,” she said without looking up. “As you wish. Why did you go to the history depart- ment?” he asked, staring at her. Bagila was taken aback by the unexpected question. “Don’t be shy,” he reassured her with a smile. “I am used to speaking openly on any topic and advise you.” “To be frank,” she said, trying not to look at Jasyn, “I regret that I met you after yesterday’s incident. I can’t forgive myself for sitting here…” “What a miracle!” he exclaimed. “I guess I should be offended.” “Everyone has their own reasons. You insulted all of us. You didn’t even consider me a person. I… I never heard such words, and I didn’t think I would… I wanted to tell you that you insulted me greatly.” “You are more talkative today,” said Jasyn, nonchalantly sipping champagne. “I must tell you that the conscience is not divided into large and small, moreover, it is not divided into male or female. The sorrow you feel is negligible, it’s like the granddaughter to my insult… If I’m not mistaken, your father, he’s the big boss?” “Why do you need to know? Don’t drag my father into the conversation. Or I’ll leave…” “It’s easier for you, you can get up and leave of your own free will, but when they kicked me out, well, I think there is a difference.” She was confused. In front of the guy whom his father kicked out of the compartment, Bagila always felt guilty. In addition, this person turned out to be not just anyone, but the well-known Jasyn. “Okay, let’s not talk about it,” he said. “We will not achieve the desired results if we arrange a trial of each other. So, why did you enter the history department?” “I want to become a historian.” “Is your beauty really so necessary for a field such as history?” “Hello, by the way, it’s from my girlfriend…” “Mm, what’s she got to do with it?” “I don’t know… What connection did you find between history and human beauty? What does that have to do with it?” Jasyn, bringing the glass to his mouth, stopped it, then put it back on the table. “I’m
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