Chapter 245

She saw an elementary school student wearing the black uniform of Chiba Elementary School standing with their back to her, using a small wooden hammer in their hand to tap on something.

"Little one, haven't you gone home yet? It's already getting a bit late."

'Whoosh...'

The little one dropped the small wooden hammer and ran in a flash to the nearest classroom.

An Fujibayashi:???

Is this because they're afraid of being scolded by her?

"I'm not the kind of teacher who likes to scold children; is there any need to be so afraid of me?"

An Fujibayashi couldn't help but complain a couple of times, following them into the classroom.

"But come to think of it, why is this classroom so dark?"

She reached out and touched the location of the switch.

'Click, click...' But no matter how she flipped it, there was no sign of the classroom lights turning on.

"Are even the electric lights broken?"

An Fujibayashi had a headache.

"Little one, come out quickly, the teacher won't hit you. It's so late, you should go home; your mom and dad will be worried."

She took a step inside.

With a 'clatter', the entrance door closed.

An Fujibayashi was stunned, then reached out to open the door, only to find it tightly shut and completely unable to be opened.

"What's going on?"

"Why can't I open it?"

A bad thought emerged in her heart. The warning words from that little girl, Rumi Tsurumi, three days ago kept appearing in her mind.

Could it be... could it be... that there really is something unclean, that... elementary school student.

"Teacher..."

"Play a game with me."

Behind her, a ghostly voice came.

"Play a game with me, play a game with me."

……

'Gulp...'

'Gulp...'

An Fujibayashi couldn't help but swallow, her body trembling slightly, completely afraid to turn around and look.

"Um... the teacher is afraid of the dark, let's go outside and play... okay?"

'Snap...' The classroom lights turned on, but it was that pale blue light that exuded a sense of coldness.

An Fujibayashi was even more afraid.

Dictionary,

Where is my dictionary!

I didn't bring it! It's on the office desk!

An Fujibayashi regretted it; she should have believed that little girl.

"Play a game... if you don't play a game... you can't go out."

An Fujibayashi turned around tremblingly, gathered her courage, and looked toward the direction the voice came from. The moment her gaze made contact, her eyes suddenly shrank.

It was a little boy with bruises on his face, bulging eyes, and a pale complexion filled with bloodshot veins. The back of his hands, which were exposed, also had bruises of varying depths.

Her heart beat faster, and cold sweat broke out on her back. She wanted to leave here, wanted to leave here immediately.

"Ugh."

An Fujibayashi bit her lip hard. The slight pain from her lip stimulated her to regain her rationality, suppressing the fear in her heart.

"Play what?"

"Let's play..."

"Throw the book game,"

An Fujibayashi suddenly spoke up, interrupting him.

She suddenly realized that she must never let the eerie choose the game project; she should choose a project where she had the advantage.

"Throw the book... the teacher will be angry."

He lowered his head immediately.

"I am the teacher, I have the final say. Play the throw the book game, you won't be scolded by the teacher. Whoever scolds you, the teacher will protect you."

The little boy slowly raised his little head.

"Really?"

"Really,"

An Fujibayashi nodded vigorously.

"Then listen to the teacher, we'll play the throw the book game."

The rules were simple.

At a distance of ten meters, throw the book onto the podium.

This was a game project that required skill and luck.

But An Fujibayashi had confidence in this.

Even if it wasn't a dictionary, she had confidence in throwing the book onto the desk.

"Let's start!"

The two of them, at a distance of ten meters, took turns throwing books.

The little boy went first.

'Swish!'

A book flew in a parabolic arc and landed steadily on the desk.

"Hey, hey, hey, it hit, one hit."

The little boy danced with joy.

An Fujibayashi only felt her hands were trembling.

You are definitely cheating, right!

"Hoo..."

Deep breath,

deep breath.

An Fujibayashi held the textbook and threw it toward the podium.

Under her gaze, the textbook landed on the podium; a small part was hanging off, but the textbook was still steadily resting on the desk.

"The teacher has good luck."

An Fujibayashi exclaimed that it was a close call.

Two more times.

The little boy threw again, and without a doubt, the textbook he threw landed on the desk again.

Even the position was the same.

If this wasn't cheating, An Fujibayashi absolutely wouldn't believe it.

But, but... even if she knew the little boy was cheating, what could she do? All she could do was continue the game and win this game.

An Fujibayashi threw the textbook with a trembling heart, but compared to the first time, this time her textbook landed steadily in the middle of the podium.

Now that she was familiar with the weight, distance, and force of the textbook, she could become more and more proficient.

"It can be done."

Under the self-encouragement of the purple-haired girl, the little boy's third book also landed on the desk.

There was absolutely no mistake.

The little boy hit three out of three; how could an ordinary person win against the little boy?

An Fujibayashi shouted wildly in her heart,

"Teacher, I hit it again, it's a draw... we have to continue playing the game..."

It's over, it's over, An Fujibayashi felt she probably couldn't leave. ===== CHAPTER 246 =====