A stack of instruction cards had taken the place of her folding fan, sometimes lightly covering Teresa's mouth, sometimes stirring a gentle breeze.
Ever since the moment she became sensible, this girl named Theresa Tarosa had not been this excited for a very, very long time.
She was without question a genius. Even if she was a bit clumsy in daily life, capable of tripping and falling flat on level ground, even if she had no Talents whatsoever in combat and her Physical Fitness was not even as good as a Common young adult outside the game, she was still a genius.
Geniuses are Lonely; this has nothing to do with their own personalities, but with how hard it is for them to find people who are both like‑minded and of a similar level, with those same Traits.
Even though in everyday life a severely unbalanced genius like Teresa could still get along famously with her friends, living every day boisterously and happily, that did not mean she was not "lonely."
