"Doma Sogo!!!" It was said that Kirisu Mafuyu's shout at the time startled quite a few students in the classroom.
Between classes, in the guidance office at Private Toyogasaki.
"Take a look..." Kirisu Mafuyu's expression was colder than ever. She picked up a form from her desk and handed it to Doma Sogo, who was still a little groggy.
"Uh...!" He was being very well-behaved now, though he also really wanted to complain. It was a good thing he didn't have a short temper when he woke up. Otherwise, this female teacher in front of him—cough, cough—had literally been in his hands by the head! She had no idea how dangerous that was, and had woken him up with that much noise. If he'd slipped up...
He'd probably be on the run right now, stopping to burn incense for the headless teacher on the first and fifteenth of every month to apologize...
No matter how rampant the capitalists in this country were, they probably couldn't cover up the fact that he'd killed someone in front of a crowd, could they?
But could he really be blamed? He'd woken up to find himself holding a head, and that head was shouting right into his ear. If that useless Imouto hadn't trained him until he had absolutely no morning grumpiness, something might've happened...
It's a good thing I didn't kill her. That was what Sogo Doma had thought at first. But when he saw whose head he was holding—I really want to kill myself!
What kind of grudge did Mafuyu Kirisu have against him? She'd even risked her own life just to frame him...
"I didn't! Don't make things up. I was doing it for your own good!" The innocent teacher Kirisu Mafuyu-chan had only wanted to wake Sogo Doma up.
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