"Or were you merely humoring us when you said you knew martial arts, then came to our home to eat and drink with us?" As the vice principal spoke her last sentence, her voice suddenly turned stern, and her eyes became exceptionally sharp.
At first, the school had asked her to find a martial arts instructor. She had found Mirai and contacted him only after asking around through many friends.
But now, looking at Mirai, he seemed not even to remember what he had done. This made her suspect that either she had been deceived by those so-called contacts, or they had all been deceived by Mirai.
The vice principal took her career very seriously. This time, she was not the only one looking for a martial arts instructor. If Mirai really was a fraud, it would be a major stain on her career.
Thus, her current mood was easy to imagine.
"No, no, I know martial arts. How could I not know martial arts?"
Mirai scratched his cheek as he spoke.
Seeing Mirai like this, the vice principal grew even more suspicious, though her expression returned to calm as she said coldly:
"Then could Teacher Mirai demonstrate your martial arts? It's not that I don't believe you, but this concerns the students' safety and cannot be taken lightly."
Mirai could see that the vice principal was serious. He knew that if he hid anything, even if the system had given him this identity, it was still possible for him to lose it. So he had no choice but to say:
"Martial arts can't be demonstrated here. Doing it outside would be inappropriate."
"Oh? What do you mean?!"
The vice principal folded her arms across her chest and looked at Mirai coldly. Her suspicion of him deepened even further. If