Ming River Middle School.
After midnight.
The night sky was pitch black, like ink.
There were no stars or moon above, as if a huge cover was shrouding the school's sky.
At the entrance.
The old dog was still lazily lying beside the door, its slightly quivering nostrils blew out a bubble that grew and shrank with its breathing pattern, looking adorably silly.
Oda Mai silently arrived at this spot.
After nightfall, she faced another multiple-choice question.
[A, The night has fallen, and not sleeping obediently might result in a terrible punishment, so it's better to wash up and sleep.]
[B, It's said that strange sounds come from the office building at night, maybe you could go and see what's going on?]
[C, As a qualified middle school student, it's perfectly reasonable to stroll around the front gate of the school to catch some fresh air when you can't sleep in the middle of the night, right?]
To Oda Mai, there was hardly any difference between the three options.
