"I'm so sorry, we'll never imagine such weird things again!" Their trembling classmates who were huddled together began to return to their seats in groups of twos and threes. Instead, she lifted her chin ambiguously, and simply told the whole class "Dismissed." Why is everyone looking at me with such a weird expression? Though it's a good thing it's not one of contempt, but they look uncomfortable, or is it embarrassed? Anyway, they're all looking at me with such a strange expression.Īnd then Aisaka turned her head as well and silently exchanged glances with him, she didn't even say good morning. No, I can't be wrong, this has to be Aisaka's work. Though Aisaka's voice was calm, her shoulders trembled exhaustingly, as though she had just yelled loudly. The whole classroom looked terrible, resembling a wreckage that just got devastated by a passing typhoon. Upon closer inspection, the desks and chairs around Aisaka were all thrown over, the bags and their various contents were scattered everywhere. "Yessir.!" Everyone, both the guys and girls, replied feebly, shuddering in fear. What's going on here? Besides this question, Ryūji could think of nothing else to say, no matter how many times he repeated it. Surrounding her were a bunch of her classmates struggling to keep their distance from her while hugging the walls, all nodding their heads vigorously. Standing in the center of the classroom, with her back towards Ryūji was Aisaka Taiga - also known as the Palmtop Tiger. "If I ever hear anyone saying something useless again. Dissenters will be killed without mercy! Determined words that struck down everyone on sight. He felt a deep foreboding voice entering his ear with an intent to kill. Taking a gulp, Ryūji once again put his hand on the door handle, and carefully slid the door open. He couldn't think of an answer no matter how hard he tried, he had to go inside to confirm for himself.
What did I just see a moment ago? What could have caused this to happen?
He exclaimed and backed off, closing the door along the way. What's the point of thinking about these things?! He cast away those thoughts in self-pity, and opened the classroom door. Could she get up on her own without me calling her? Is she late? Did she bring her own bento? (Though he thought of that, he himself went to buy food from the convenience store.) How's Aisaka doing? Ryūji limped slowly while thinking of useless stuff. Yet for some reason, he didn't feel as spirited as before without those yells every morning. Ryūji was supposed to feel relieved at being liberated from the troublesome mornings and from having to go through the pain of making an extra bento he was supposed to have gone back to that comfortable life from before - but now he was a terrible mess - I guess this temporarily messed up life won't go back to normal so easily! When he considered that he might have become used to living his life as a dog, he couldn't help but feel pathetic.
For some reason, the lower classmen all shuddered at the sight of that when passing through.Īs he sighed and rubbed his shin, he thought of one thing - the reason he felt so low was probably because of what happened last night when he parted ways with Aisaka. Unfortunately, he did not expect himself to trip as he climbed the stairs, missing the last step and hitting his shin, causing him to squint his strict-looking eyes in pain.
Ryūji nodded obligingly, trying not to provoke him. The dean stood by the stairs ushering the students into their classrooms. The colors are so different, how on earth did I manage to mix them up?īut he had no time to think as it was getting late. There was nothing he could do now, even though the error was glaringly obvious. It was only when he arrived at the shoe locker by the school entrance to change into his indoor shoes that he discovered this regrettable error. Ryūji muttered to himself as he looked down towards his feet - the right sock was black while the left was deep blue. J, just what the hell am I doing, really." He forgot to feed Inko-chan and change his water as well.īecause he was in a hurry when leaving, he later discovered that his socks were mismatched. Though the ingredients for breakfast and the bentos had been prepared, he had forgotten to turn on the stove.
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