The silence stretched on for two minutes.
Yagi did not seem to mind the dead air, but to Emi, the silence was loud and unbearable. And the longer the moment went, the more frightening it became for her. She felt like a criminal waiting for her sentencing in court.
She was afraid it was going to be the death penalty.
Without careful consideration, she decided to make a pre-emptive strike. If she confessed her wrongdoings first, she might receive mercy.
"Mr Yagi, it is not what you think," Emi said while looking earnestly at the man.
This time, Seiryo did not correct Emi or ask him to call him by his given name. He wanted to know what the little teacher was thinking. Judging from her earnest expression, she was probably overthinking the reason he called her to his office.
"What do I think?" he asked with hidden amusement.
