conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Claire didn’t need to know what was coming. It would happen eventually, no matter what we tried to do. * * * The Academy Knights sounded cool, but the truth was that, much like a high-school student council in present-day Japan, they had a bunch of work to do. We had to deal with every little complaint submitted by the student body. Starting with this one: it seemed there were multiple reports of ghost sightings in the girls’ dormitory at night. Claire complained about being paired with me to investigate the matter, but I was her maid, so it was a moot point. Today, we were questioning witnesses, one by one. I didn’t remember this event occurring in the game, so I was super curious to find out what was going on. “Where did you see it?” I asked the girl student we were talking to.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “My friend said she saw it between the second and third floors, but I saw it in the kitchen.”
conversations.prefix: Girl Student:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  I scribbled down a note. “And what did it look like?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Well…I didn’t realize it was a ghost at first. I just thought it looked strange, but then it got closer, and it splashed water on me.”
conversations.prefix: Girl Student:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “W-water?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Yes. It might be the ghost of the girl who drowned in the Academy’s river.”
conversations.prefix: Girl Student:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Er.” Claire took a deep breath.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “What’s wrong, Miss Claire?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I-It’s nothing.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Thank you for your information,” I told the witness.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Please get rid of it!” As the girl left.
conversations.prefix: Girl Student:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I turned to Claire. “Let’s go check out the scene of the sighting next.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Don’t you mean you’ll go check it out?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “What are you talking about? Two sets of eyes are better than one.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Y-yes, that’s true…”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I started off toward the kitchen, and Claire reluctantly came with me. As is probably obvious by now, Claire didn’t care for ghosts. There was an annual summer event called the Undead Hunt in the game, and Claire was always so charming during it, being all genuinely afraid of the ghosts. As we went about processing these spooky complaints, she quivered in fear and I danced for joy. “Here we are.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Oh dear, it’s locked. How unfortunate. I suppose we’ll have to come back.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I borrowed the key.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “O-oh…”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I opened the old-fashioned cylinder lock, letting us into the kitchens. Various cooking utensils were neatly tucked away in their respective places.
conversations.prefix: Rae: