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"You're--!!!"
"MR. CHEL...!"
The principal stood up while the rest of the adults got into a fighting stance. "WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! I AM NOT HERE TO FIGHT!! I HAVE SOME ANNOUNCEMENTS--"
"Well, let's hear it then. If it's nothing important, I'm gonna kill you this instant for--"
"Mr Caraell. Let's hear him out first," the principal gently calmed the light-blue-haired male down, wondering how he's related to the ever-so-calm Isseiris.
"Also, lower your volume, sir. We are right in front of you, you don't need to shout," Eito stated normally to the sweating, colourful-clothed man as he took a deep breath.
"IS THIS AL--"
"Nope. Lower it more."
"LIKE THI--"
"Nope."
"Hahaha, let me handle this," a woman with long wavy almond hair and a big body stepped up. She seemed like a dwarf from the features of her body. Her freckles stood out as she quietly cast a spell that nobody could hear.
