[After that, you returned to Jujutsu High alone and went straight to knock on Masamichi Yaga's office door.]
[A faint smell of wool felt filled the room. Masamichi Yaga sat behind his spacious desk, habitually stitching a somewhat oddly shaped cursed corpse.]
[You did not beat around the bush. After pulling out a chair and sitting down, you laid out the entire plan.]
[In a calm voice, you admitted that, under your absolute leadership and command, Riko Amanai had not died. Instead, she had successfully faked her death through the explosion at Okinawa Airport, and you had completely removed her from the wheel of fate that bound her as the Star Plasma Vessel. You simply left out your intention to target the second Star Plasma Vessel after her staged death.]
[After hearing your report, Masamichi Yaga stopped sewing.]
[His eyes, hidden behind his dark sunglasses, stared steadily at you, and he remained silent for a long time.]
[Unexpectedly, after fully understanding your actions, which could only be described as "rebellious," this teacher renowned for his strictness neither flew into a towering rage nor offered any substantive reprimand for your open defiance of the higher-ups' orders.]
[He merely let out a heavy sigh, put down the cursed corpse, and rubbed the space between his brows with his broad palm. His voice carried a measure of helplessness and profound regret.]
["Shunchen, if you really wanted to do this... you could have told me beforehand. Even if I couldn't support you openly, I could at least have offered more reliable help than you students with forging a completely new identity for Riko Amanai and secretly arranging her life afterward."]
[Masamichi Yaga slowly rose and walked to the window. He pushed it open and gazed at the vast sky above Jujutsu High, which looked