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"Hey, Konoka, who was that person talking to you today?" Resting her chin on her hand and looking at the tiny figure standing on a chair at the podium, Asuna Kagurazaka spoke with an irritated tone. Why did a little brat have to be her teacher...?
And just who was he? What kind of black magic did he know? That morning, a single sneeze had turned her clothes straight into scraps, making her utterly humiliate herself in front of Takahata-sensei.
Crack!!
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. The pen in her hand finally gave out under the abuse and snapped cleanly in two!!
No, she needed to find something to talk about and distract herself!
"Hmm~" Konoka tapped her cheek and pondered for a while, as though trying to find a fitting description. "Probably some weird upperclassman trying to sneak into the girls' school section."
"...That should be reported to the police! No, no, no—someone like that should be reported immediately and suspended by the school!" Asuna slapped the desk with a bang, speaking in great agitation.
"Well, I don't think that weird upperclassman meant any harm. Maybe he was just curious?"
"Curious about the girls' school section? Only a pervert would do something like that! Do you know who he is?"
"Mm, no idea." Scratching her head, Konoka gave a somewhat awkward smile. "But if I see him again, I'll definitely recognize him. And I took a picture."
"Really? Let me see." Asuna swiftly snatched Konoka's phone and stared hard at the photograph on its screen. "Why is it so