After being led away to a private office, the Head Professor sighed before turning towards me.
He seemed to be thinking of what to say in regard to the absurd situation.
It was rather entertaining seeing him so flustered after his prior show of absolute confidence, but now wasn't the time for fun.
The two of us were alone. Regrettably, I didn't have the scrap coilgun with me anymore, but it didn't matter since I wouldn't have been able to use it anyway after the central magnet coil was fried.
Beforehand, I had considered bringing something like a sharpened piece of plastic along with me in case the gun failed, to use as a sort of knife since it was impossible for me to acquire a real one, but I ended up not bothering; the Head Professor, though a little old, was still an adult, whilst I was a child. There was no way I could make it work.
Before long, he opened his mouth.
