[Marco listens, doing his best to process everything. These schools would be in... Japan, he presumes? And they sound noteworthy, but he's never heard of them. Maybe they didn't exist in the Earth that Marco comes from - or maybe they just didn't exist yet. Jataro could be from the future.
But, well, that doesn't matter all that much. Schools for gifted children, that's the main point. Funny how Jataro was accepted into a school like that and yet he seems to have so little love for himself. And by funny, what Marco's inner thoughts mean is that it's actually quite upsetting.
(Wait, is Shingetsu the social studies kid? From what Jataro is saying, it sounds... about right. More right than P.E., anyway.)]
Ah. Got it.
[He's not going to ask what he means by "ruined our school". Considering what he knows about these kids, something tells him he's better off not knowing.]
... Erm...
You know, if you ever want to show me more of your art, I'd love to see it.
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But, well, that doesn't matter all that much. Schools for gifted children, that's the main point. Funny how Jataro was accepted into a school like that and yet he seems to have so little love for himself. And by funny, what Marco's inner thoughts mean is that it's actually quite upsetting.
(Wait, is Shingetsu the social studies kid? From what Jataro is saying, it sounds... about right. More right than P.E., anyway.)]
Ah. Got it.
[He's not going to ask what he means by "ruined our school". Considering what he knows about these kids, something tells him he's better off not knowing.]
... Erm...
You know, if you ever want to show me more of your art, I'd love to see it.