Running away might be shameful, but it worked!
Principal Yamamoto lived by that creed. Just when he had been about to put on a show, he suddenly clutched his stomach and crouched down. "Oh no, my old, old ailment is acting up again. Ms. Hiratsuka, Mr. Doma—student—I, I may need to make a trip to the hospital. I'll leave this place to you two. Oh, right...
The coffee beans are in the cabinet in the middle; there are all sorts of varieties. The coffee machines and kettles are in the cabinet one spot to the left of that, with different models available as well. Personally, I recommend a hand grinder—mechanically ground beans lack a certain charm. If you and Ms. Hiratsuka need anything, just help yourselves;
Also, there's soda in the fridge. There is some tea, but it's old tea, so I won't embarrass myself by offering it to you. Ow, ow, ow! Hospital, hospital..." Having explained everything, Principal Yamamoto fled from the principal's office as if for his life, howling all the way.
Sogo Doma: "..."
As expected, he had covered every possible detail!
Shizuka Hiratsuka: "..."
Heh, heh heh. What a uniquely styled superior. This could no longer be explained away by an open-minded school culture, could it? Hey...
As Principal Yamamoto escaped the office, he let out a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat beading on the symbol of his strength. "Th-that was close. I nearly got dragged into the Doma Family's struggle for power, that colossal beast of a family. Ms. Hiratsuka is still too young. Once she gets caught in that kind of vortex, one misstep could reduce her to pieces. Come to think of it, should I take a month or so of sick leave..."
While Principal Yamamoto hesitated, inside the principal's