"Time really flew by. The self-defense teacher was seriously not very composed. After spending the whole morning looking at a computer, the school still had to pay me.
That was truly flattering."
Mirai stretched lazily, indulging in a pleasant fantasy. Just then, the phone on his desk began to ring.
When Mirai saw the phone ringing, he was puzzled, but only for an instant. He immediately knew who must be calling.
He had only just begun working as a trainee teacher and moved into this office. Anyone who knew the number had to be a teacher at this school. After all, the office number was easy to find in the phone book beside the telephone.
The caller had to be Elsa Ziling, the only vice principal Mirai knew at this school.
"Is it lunchtime already? Does she want to treat me to a meal?"
The corners of Mirai's mouth lifted slightly. He confidently picked up the receiver and said with reserved elegance, "Hello?"
"Hello, hello, would you like to invest in a shop?"
"Get lost!"
Mirai angrily hung up. He had not expected to receive calls like that here. What a damn nuisance!
"But Vice Principal Ziling didn't ask me to lunch. That makes no sense!"
Mirai stroked his chin. Thinking that he was short on money right now and could not afford to care about his pride, he opened the phone book, found the number for Vice Principal Ziling's office, and called it.
"Doo... doo... doo... Hello."
The phone did not ring many times before Ziling's crisp voice came through the receiver.
"Vice Principal Ziling, this is Mirai. Haven't you finished your work yet?"
"Oh, it's Mr. Mirai. I'll be finished with my work shortly. Is there something I can help you with?"
As Ziling sorted through the documents