"That's right, it's me. Long time no see. Let's go over there and talk properly."
Heiduo smiled at the balding middle-aged dean of studies and walked straight over, intending to wheel Higan away from there.
—Because Higan's earlier cry had sounded far too startled, the dean of studies who had brought her over was already scrutinizing her with suspicious eyes.
Several teachers in the office had stood up as well.
Heiduo wasn't afraid, of course. His conscience was clear; he just didn't want Officer Jenny to be drawn here and create a bad impression.
It would be easy for them to take him away for questioning.
"Hold it." The dean of studies extended his hairy arm, blocking Heiduo's path, then turned to Higan. "Teacher Jiana, do you know this person?"
What a stupid question. Of course she knew him.
Heiduo silently rolled his eyes. Naturally, he knew the dean of studies really wanted to ask Higan about his identity, but instead of asking directly, he had beaten around the bush.
Jiana gave Heiduo a complicated look before nodding. "I know him. Thank you, Director." It was as though she hadn't caught the hidden meaning in his words.
"...I'll be in the office. If you need anything, just call me, Teacher Jiana." The dean of studies lowered his arm, gave Heiduo a look with an unreadable glint in his eyes, then promptly went back into the office.
If you had something to say, just say it. Wasn't it tiring for an adult to threaten someone so indirectly?
Heiduo twitched his cheek. It seemed this face of his no longer worked on men now that he was an adult.
Maybe it even attracted hostility?
Inside the office, the dean of studies told the teachers who wanted to come over to sit down