"Basic Etiquette for a Bomber"

At ten o'clock at night in Tokyo, darkness quietly fell.

On the dimly lit streets of Beika, a black figure—or rather, a white figure—stood beside a streetlamp.

"It was about time."

Xiao Hei, controlled by Fujino, glanced back at the gymnasium beyond the wall behind him.

After muttering to himself, he stomped hard on the ground, spun gracefully in midair, and vaulted over the wall nearly two meters high.

Just as he was about to crash into the gymnasium wall and recreate the landlady's classic scene—

Fujino twisted his body, lightly kicked off the wall with both feet, then flipped backward and landed steadily in a pile of straw in a classic Superman landing pose.

"Who goes there?"

A shout suddenly rang out.

Fujino looked up and saw a beam of light shining on him. Behind it stood an old man in a white shirt, apparently in his forties or fifties.

Fujino knew this old man. He was Teitan High School's night-shift security guard.

Speaking of this night-shift guard, Fujino had a particularly deep impression of him.

As a busy man, after getting up and having breakfast every morning, he occasionally took Xiao Ai to school.

And anyone who knew Tokyo traffic knew that the terrible road from Teitan Elementary School to Teitan High School was jammed every morning.

After dropping Xiao Ai off at elementary school, he was often delayed by traffic.

And this old security guard, for some reason, refused to let him in whenever he caught him arriving late, insisting that Jingkeai come pick him up.

Jingkeai had even gone to talk to the little old man about it, only to be rebuffed with a single sentence: "I'm just doing my job."

If Fujino had not stopped her, she probably would have grabbed him and given him