The two of them descended the steep stairs to a basement.
Pylori who was walking hastily simply replied, "Don't be loud, even if we don't bring them to this room soon, they will all know about the real school."
"What do you mean?" asked Bacilie with a curious expression on his face.
"What do I mean? Huh, Bacilie don't you really know what are you pretending to be stupid anyways." Snort Pylori.
Bacilie frowned as he heard Pylori speak with such a snort.
The stairs were very, very steep, the entrance was only in the principal's room, where only the two of them had access to the stairs.
Although this was not the first time for Bacilie to descend the steep stairs made of large and slippery stones, Bacilie remembered the last time Pylori took his to the basement a year ago during a bloody event that must not be mentioned again until now.
A rancid and damp smell pierced the noses of the two fat and thin men.
