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Surprisingly, the child who came seemed to be quite polite.

thinking in mind.

It seemed like I saw that the broom-headed man was holding something in his hand.

He even sneakily tried to peek into a classmate's desk drawer.

See this.

The principal was taken aback.

What is this child doing?

'Are they stealing something?'

I clearly remember that this guy with the broom-like hair was a very polite student.

It seems they even greeted themselves politely.

Unexpectedly, he secretly took advantage of the other students going to class to do something in the classroom.

He, however, was secretly stealing things in the classroom.

He felt a pang of heartache as he thought about it.

However, the principal did not jump to conclusions.

We need to understand what happened first.

Otherwise, it would be wrong to accuse the child.

So the principal also spoke up.

I'm planning to ask this broom-wielding guy what he wants to do.

'This child's name seems to be Nakanojo... his name suits him perfectly...'

It also involves attaching psychic energy to the eyes.

After a minute or two, my blurry vision became clearer.

The principal looked intently as he spoke.

"Nakanojo-kun, you are…々ˇ …"

The principal was just about to ask what Nakanojo was doing.

The result was that it vaguely resembled a glass jar.

Thinking back to how he had previously made sure no one had foolishly provoked Jiang Yuan.

The principal also learned a lot of things through inquiries.

I remember that Mai Mizukami was a girl who was surprisingly fond of Maitreya Buddha.

This even impressed the principal.

Few young kids like these things anymore.

I originally wanted to share my experience in maintaining Bodhisattva sculptures with the students.

But after learning that Mizukami Mai was Ebisu's girlfriend, he didn't dare to do it.

I also know that Jiang Yuan once gave Mizukami Mai a glass jar for maintaining sculptures.

Thinking of this...

The principal trembled instantly!

"Could it be..."

A sudden panic gripped my heart.

'Could this broom-wielding guy have taken the love token Jiang Yuan gave to his girlfriend?'

I was filled with panic.

Then he saw that Nakanojo seemed startled by his words.

He immediately dropped the glass jar from his hand.

Some were staring blankly at their own heads.

The principal immediately panicked.

I'm still very panicked.

As the glass jar flew through the air.

The principal's heart was in his throat.

"What are you looking at my head for?! Go catch it!!!"

Extremely flustered.

The principal immediately wanted to rush in through the window to catch it.

but…………

'Can't move?!'

My legs are numb!

"Catch it!"

Unable to contain himself, he shouted out loud, causing the principal to break out in a sweat.

It even seems to have a slight sausage flavor.

'I'm so panicked I've lost my sense of smell!'

"Crack!!"

........................

The instant the glass jar shattered.

The principal's heart was broken as well.

"........."

"Gudong..."

"........."

"Naka... Naka no Jiao... Jiao Jun..."

"……Um……"

"I... I'm asking, is that... is it a classmate from the water... on the water?"

"………………right……"

"I suddenly remembered I have something to do. See you another time, Nakanojo-kun."

"headmaster!!"

Looking out the window, I saw the principal disappear into the distance in an instant.

Nakanojo's mournful voice was distorted.

"This is definitely an attempt to shirk responsibility!!"

"Principal, you scared me!!"

"And where did you come from, you magician?!"

"Don't use teleportation so casually!!"

...........................

"Gudong..."

He complained with immense sorrow.

Nakanojo looked at the shards of glass scattered on the ground and the oily liquid that had seeped out.

Cold sweat soaked through his spiky, broom-like hair.

It was soaked and then slathered onto the scalp.

It became the middle-part hairstyle that Tsuyoshi Nakanojo had always dreamed of.

But at this moment, Nakanojo Tsuyoshi felt no excitement whatsoever.

I looked around and saw that the classroom had been decorated with many ribbons and balloons because of the cultural festival.

Then look at the incredibly jarring mess on the ground.

"Let's... sweep... sweep the floor first..."

He stammered out a sentence.

In a panic, he swept up all the broken glass from the ground.

It took two or three more mops to wipe away the oily liquid.

"..."

Keep your head down.

Looking at the wooden box with its lock slightly damaged.

Nakanojo silently and gently covered it.

Then it was put into Mizukami Mai's drawer.

'I'll buy the same wooden box and glass jar online, and then apologize tomorrow...'

He thought to himself silently.

Nakanojo raised his head, which was now parted in the middle.

Her eyes were already filled with tears without her noticing.

Looking out the window.

The sunlight was bright.

A gentle breeze rustled through the leaves.

On the lush green grass, bright red flowers attract butterflies to linger.

"Today is (Wang Hao Zhao)... a beautiful... wonderful day..."

Silently carrying the trash.

Nakanojo just lowered his head and walked away.

'Just say you were late because the principal allowed it...'

....................................

...............

Outside the classroom, under the window.

"Phew—, I'm sorry, child, I will remember you..."

My legs felt weak and numb.

The principal collapsed instantly onto the grass outside the window.

Looking up at the bright blue sky.

The former headmaster said this apologetically.

'Don't worry, Jiangyuan-kun is very easy to talk to. Nakanojo-kun, you'll be alright... probably...'

thinking in mind.

Before the principal could get up, he felt a sudden darkness in his vision.

"Oh my gosh... this is a sausage monster..."

A familiar, aged voice, tinged with schadenfreude, emanated from the figure that stood above the principal, blocking the light and casting a shadow.

"Crack!"