Unlike the students whispering in the back, Zero and Little Flying Hero sat quietly in the front.
One simply didn't want to spoil Candy's first time earning money through her own efforts. The other was afraid he'd laugh the moment he opened his mouth—and that the little boss would go home and complain to the Old Boss.
Through the rearview mirror, Little Flying Hero nearly burst out laughing several times. His face twisted into all sorts of contortions as he struggled to hold it in.
But just then, the balance was broken.
"Aw, no!" Candy slapped her thigh in frustration. "I forgot to bring an electronic scale. What do we do?"
"Zero, hurry and think of something."
At that, Zero, who was also barely holding it together, let out a weary sigh. "I can buy you an electronic scale. We split the profits ninety-ten. That's fair, right?"
"Heh. I might as well buy one myself. If all else fails, I'll borrow one from my homeroom teacher. I don't believe he can't get his hands on an electronic scale."
After a moment of silence, Zero asked in a hollow voice, "So, are you planning to come clean to your homeroom teacher and tell him you're going out to sell mutton?"
"I wasn't going to discourage you, since this is your first time doing business. Even if the boss found out, she'd probably let you get away with it. But!
Have you thought about what you'll do if someone you know spots you selling mutton? Don't you think that'd be embarrassing?"
"What's there to be embarrassed about? I haven't stolen or taken anything. Why should I be afraid to do honest business?"
As she spoke, Candy confidently patted her unimpressive little chest. "I'm not bragging, but even if the principal showed up,