After class, a line of students walked along the road.
They were all schoolmates who had grown close to Mr. Aiwass in the past few days and were eager to visit the award ceremony. They hoped Mr. Aiwass would take them to see the excitement and the world.
And Mr. Aiwass had generously agreed.
"Honestly, Mr. Aiwass, I have some doubts..."
Aiden, walking in front, turned his head and complained, "Did the Supervisory Bureau seal off the White Ballet Shoes Club because they wanted to use it for free as the venue for the award ceremony?"
"That might well be the case."
Angela, beside him, said with a smile, "After all, it's the end of the year, and the Supervisory Bureau's budget has been pretty tight recently."
