By the time he returned to his quarters, it was almost dawn, and he took a simple shower and fixed his ankle with a bandage.

Now what he has to do is to get a good night's sleep first, and talk about anything when he wakes up. As for the pain on that body......

Maybe it's good to wake up.

……

"Ah......, it looks like I've slept a little long."

When he opened his eyes, the room was already dark, and there was no doubt that he had wasted a good day in vain, and now the feeling his body gave him was no longer pain, but a more connotative sensory experience.

"I'm so hungry!"

In the darkness, he fumbled and turned on the light in the living room, which was empty and lifeless, as if it was not a human being but a Buddha statue or a sculpture.

Now all he cares about is what else is in the fridge, as for the rest...... Let's wait until you're full.

After simply making a cup of ramen, he propped his chin and looked at the bucket pressed by the comic book with a strange expression on his face.

In the past, this thing was called instant noodles. How did it become ramen here, and can it be called ramen if it is not pulled by hand?

He seems to have seen this knowledge point before, and instant noodles were indeed invented by the Japanese, so they named this ramen.

Well, when it comes to his blind spot, he sighs and takes his attention away from the bubble noodles.

After the phone was blistered, he couldn't turn it on, and when he came back, he used a hair dryer to dry the battery and the back slot and then charged it, and after pressing the power button and waiting for a while, the screen finally lit up.

"Oh, it can still be turned on, is this machine made by Nokia?"

As he said, the phone can still be used normally after it is turned on, but before he can be happy, the prompts and text messages that he missed the call are pouring out like an explosion.

Shota himself was a little frightened, and there were at least a hundred pieces of information from his eyes. But just as he was about to close the message interface, suddenly the abnormal colored light on the mobile phone screen flashed twice, and then a bad premonition suddenly came to his heart.

"Hey, hey, hey! You've survived alpine bungee jumping and canyon rafting, so you're not going to fall here, hey!! ”

With the special physique of a good and not bad spirit, under the blessing of Shota's mind, the mobile phone stubbornly flashed twice to express his unyieldingness, and then he fell into darkness completely.

"Hey, fake, right? Hey......"

So many blows before couldn't overwhelm him, but this time Shota was completely out of control. Grabbing his phone, he looked around excitedly, wanting to talk to someone, but he was the only one in the room.

Oh, my God! Now even the phone is broken, and the most important thing is that he has no money to replace it.

I'm so hard and I've been really stressed lately......

……

I don't know how he spent this slow and long night, but when he appeared at the school gate with a boring expression, the people passing by him avoided him from afar.

"Yes...... President, you ...... What's wrong with you? ”

Ishigami was on duty at the door, and he almost ran back subconsciously when he saw Shota flying like a balloon.

What's wrong with him, President? Could it be that he has fallen out of love......

"Does the school know about that?"

"Things! What's the matter? ”

Although he was a little afraid of Shota's current appearance, hearing his words, Ishijin still entered the role of a good little brother who didn't let the boss block it.

"Haven't you heard?"

"I didn't ...... Nope! ”

Glancing at him, Shota roughly guessed. After Ernai was rescued, she should have called the police first, and the people she could ask for help here should be no one other than the old boy who played the duty of guardianship.

It seems that this matter is not too big, but it is ......

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but mutter, if not so many people knew, how did his mobile phone be blown up, and who was so boring?

"President?"

Ishigami felt that Shota must have something else in his heart, so he still looked at him curiously.

"Oh! It's nothing, you can get busy. ”

With that, he walked straight into the school, and until now he hadn't seen anyone but Shiraishi. Now he needs to report what happened in the past two days to the old boy, after all, he is the real boss of this tutoring job.

……

"Headmaster, I've already checked with the Metropolitan Police Department just now, and so far they haven't found Sasaki-san's body, should we ......?"

"Although I don't really want to interrupt the conversation between your superiors and subordinates early in the morning, isn't it a bit too hasty to curse me to death so early."

If he hadn't just caught up, he didn't expect the usually intellectual and sexy female secretary to speak so explicitly, and Shota couldn't remember what he had done to her. But not before, now he doesn't mind having it.

"Oh...... Oh...... Oh! I'm sorry Sasaki-san, but I didn't expect you to ......"

"Alright, you go down first."

The old boy saw that his female secretary was no longer in a state, so he waved her out. When the two of them were the only ones in the room, he leaned back and looked at the ceiling.

"Tell me what's going on."

"Nothing."

"Nope!"

The old guy's eyes changed, it was a look that Shota had never seen before, but it was reasonable for him.

People should have a temper, but it's a little different. If he was in the old boy's point of view, he would have thrown himself downstairs directly, and now he could already guess his end.

"Nothing happened that you said you were worried about, and she wasn't hurt in any way. As long as you want to, it can be considered an accident on a weekend outing.

Rest assured, I know what I have to do. ”

There is no explanation for himself, and there is no reason to argue. In the face of his own words, he behaved very calmly.

The old boy didn't say anything, he just crossed his hands in front of his face and fell into deep thought, and just as Shota was about to fall asleep, he finally spoke.

"I understand, to be honest, I have seen the changes in several of them during this time, thank you for everything you have done for them."

"Don't say it so righteously, I'm just in it for the money, and as for the rest, that's not my job."

Even if it comes to this point, does this old boy still have to force himself to draw a line with them, it is really direct enough, it is a pity that people like you don't become agents.

"I still want to thank you."

Seemingly pleased with Shota's words, he nodded with a smile.

"I'll pay you a lot of this month's salary, and finally go and say goodbye to them, I think they must be worried about you."

Cut! Here's what you think.