"Ah, ah-choo-!"
Matsuda Jinpei sneezed loudly and touched his nose in suspicion, "Did you catch a cold?"
"It's like I've been secretly scolded..."
Catching a cold was his own problem, but if he had been scolded in secret, Matsuda Jinpei could have shouted out without thinking, "Mirai-san!"
Wait, that's a little too polite.
There are pros and cons to 'Mirai-san'.
The pros are obvious: when you've only known each other for a short time, it's a bit of a sign of closeness, and can bring you closer together.
But the disadvantage is even more obvious: when it comes to Ichijō Mirai, even shouting it out angrily is not enough of a sign of closeness.
Moreover, adding the suffix 'classmate' to a close relationship is a little bit too familiar, and calling him 'Mirai' without adding the suffix 'classmate' is a little too close.
So: "Why did you call him 'Mirai-san' in the first place?"
Matsuda Jinpei was now standing in the penalty box, and by tilting his head to the side, he could easily see the culprit: Morofushi Hiromitsu.
Morofushi Hiromitsu is also standing in the penalty box.
He stood in the small clearing in front of the dormitory without looking away, his posture straight, his hands pressed against the side of his legs, pretending not to hear the accusations against him, and rationally reassuring Matsuda Jinpei, "Mirai-san isn't even here, so I guess he wasn't the one who was yelling at you."
Matsuda Jinpei's attention was diverted for a second, "Even if he wasn't scolding me, it's definitely something to do with him!"
He grumbled, "Why do we have to stand around when we've cleaned up a bunch of robbers?"
"If we hadn't rushed in, they would have gotten away with it and gone on to rob a bank in a few days!"
"We showed up just in time."
Earlier, the robbers hadn't acted at all, later, they'd have gone for the bank with more confidence.
And they protected the hostages so well that not a single innocent hostage was hurt.
Shouldn't that be a compliment?
Kenji Hagiwara: "..."
In a low voice, he reasoned with Matsuda Jinpei, "No injuries, but."
But watching the bullets flying in front of his face and hearing the incessant banging of the shots in his ears, he was physically unharmed, but mentally hurt a little.
When the police car arrived, many hostages cried out on the spot.
But that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is: "Date-san, are you okay?"
Kenji Hagiwara purposely didn't turn his head to look over, but only whispered, "That hostage was probably so terrified that when the police came,"
The hostage was probably so frightened that when the police arrived, he rushed up to the police and hugged them, crying and identifying Date Wataru as one of the robbers.
Date Wataru was fine. "Ah, it's okay."
He's just a little depressed. "Do I look old and mean? How come even the backup police don't think I'm one of your classmates, checking IDs over and over?"
"No wonder Mirai-san said I could intimidate the hostages by saying I'm a robber when they're too scared..."
Standing at the postures is tiring, the sky is dark, the instructors are one by one barely smiling to talk to the police officers, responding to 'wow, this year's police cadets are really good, you teach them well, how do you teach them, create a new method of teaching? Damn it, we didn't catch up with the time! The exclamation.
Mirai-san' was absent.
Furuya Rei looked steadily at the dormitory building not far away, looked at one of the dormitories upstairs, and brought the topic back, "Where did that guy go?"
Then he asked Matsuda Jinpei, "Didn't you go after him?"
Matsuda Jinpei's eyes widened, "I did, but he said he had something urgent to do and coaxed me away."
He shifted his shoulder, trying to look suspiciously at his bandaged wound, which still didn't feel a single twinge of pain, "I suspect that he was trying to coax me away perfunctorily."
He said, and followed Furuya Rei's line of sight, "Why are you looking at that guy's dormitory?"
"He's not in his dormitory."
Before he could finish his sentence, Matsuda Jinpei suddenly paused and turned his words around, "Why is there a figure?!"
In the dormitory building, Ichijō Mirai's dormitory, a figure appeared.
The lights in the dormitory were not on, but the moonlight shone through a bit, revealing the figure behind the curtains.
The figure appeared to have just woken up, and was moving his shoulders as he carelessly walked up to the balcony, he casually tugged the curtains open, and looked downwards, reaping the benefits of five sunflower students who looked up, "Hey, good evening."
Ichijō Mirai takes a few steps back, pulls the curtains closed, takes a few more steps forward, pulls the curtains open, and looks downstairs for a few moments, "Oh, so it's not an illusion."
He puts up the balcony railing and wonders, "What are you guys doing, snooping?"
"Weird."
The sunflower turned into an angry sunflower.
Ichijō Mirai steps back again, advances again, pretends to appear for the first time, "What a coincidence, why is everyone under my balcony?"
And as if nothing had happened, he greeted the victim, who didn't know and didn't have a chance to know, "Hi, beautiful Matsuda-san, good evening."
Matsuda Jinpei: "???"
Is it a provocation? It's definitely a challenge, isn't it?
Two steps back, three steps forward, every move, every word, every breath is a provocation, right?
It's hard, it's hard, it's hard!
"...Good evening," Greeted Morofushi Hiromitsu in the midst of the silence, "We're in the middle of a penalty box,"
"Because of the convenience store robbery."
"Are you actually in the dormitory? The instructors have been looking for you for half a day, but they couldn't find you."
Ichijō Mirai was a little surprised, "What? You need to be punished for doing a good deed?"
"We made it through without any injuries!"
He apologizes again, "Oh, I'm sorry, but we had to remove Matsuda-san, who was injured in a bad accident."
Matsuda Jinpei: "..."
Morofushi Hiromitsu fished him out and held his shoulder down tightly, trying to hold Matsuda Jinpei from climbing up the dormitory building to fight Ichijō Mirai on the spot, "Yes, yes."
"Because there was so much commotion, and there were already a lot of media outlets staking out the area around the police academy, at first it was nothing and they didn't go over there when they heard the gunshots, but then I don't know where they got wind of it and they all rushed over to interview the hostages, and things got a little out of hand,"
"The instructors have gone to negotiate."
"There's no press near the dormitory," He asked politely. "Mirai, are you, uh..."
Will you come down and stand together, will you turn around and run away, or will you pretend you're not awake and sleepwalk back to sleep as if nothing had happened?
Ichijō Mirai, of course, chose to stay awake, but he glanced up and continued to hike on the balcony railing, "Instructor Onidzuka is back."
To be precise, a large group of instructors came back, but when they got close enough to see Ichijō Mirai on the upper floors, the instructors suddenly had an emergency, you went to the cafeteria to eat, I went to the infirmary to see a doctor, and dispersed in groups of two or three.
In just three seconds, Onidzuka Hachizo was left alone.
He: "..."
He walks down to the dormitory floor with a headache, and pats Date Wataru first, "Alright, it's settled, you all get some rest,"
"The news are out, things are a bit big, the police side of the emergency negotiated for you to be coded," Onidzuka Hachizo lowered his voice again, apologized, "night suddenly have to deal with this, some guys do not know how to handle, do not react to you in time to stop a major case, more annoying, have to let you stand for a while to show the attitude,"
"These days are off, you guys have a good rest."
After calming the sunflowers, he looked at the sun, thought for a few seconds, and sighed, choosing between making a face and not making a face, "Mirai, I've got something to ask you."
Onidzuka Hachizo held up a set of keys and said vaguely, "Administrator Matsumoto gave me the keys to your house."
"...Go back and look around sometime?"