Elsewhere.
Shafika, who had been looking forward to this for a long time, finally reached Leon.
She nervously handed over her paper and pen.
Before she could even introduce herself,
she saw that Leon had already begun signing his name in Pashto, the language of Afghanistan.
He even asked her familiarly, "You're Shafika, right? How is your family doing now? No other bad guys have gone to harass you, have they?"
Shafika froze as if she had suddenly crashed.
Superman actually remembered her!
In Shafika's imagination,
Superman should have been thinking about the safety of the world every day, busy saving it.
Compared to the entire world, how insignificant was she?
But even so, Superman still remembered her!
Shafika felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck her, and she couldn't help but grow excited.
"No, they haven't!"
She nodded hard, her fluffy curls rising and falling like waves, her little face filled with happiness.
At that moment, Leon handed back the notebook, on which he had written "Superman."
He conveniently ruffled her curls as well. "Keep it up. Study magic hard, and in the future, you'll be able to protect your hometown with your own strength."
"Mm! Mm!" Shafika's eyes were filled with little stars.
Even after leaving the teachers' table and returning to the dining table, she was still dazed.
It wasn't until someone else sat down beside her
that Shafika finally emerged from her excitement and remembered that she hadn't thanked Superman again.
"Oh no!" She pouted and tapped her forehead.
"How could I forget the most important thing?"
She looked back toward the teachers' table. A long line still stretched out in front of Leon.
"Looks like it won't work this time... If I want to thank him face-to-face again, I'll have to get the