"No." The principal's voice left no room for discussion.
"But why not?" Zach protested, ignoring the principal's tone.
"Cause I said so. Now, how are your eyes doing?"
"I won't accept that as a reason. And they're still in my sockets but they suck right now."
"You don't have a choice. Attend your lessons and after the first exam, I'll let you kids go wild. That explains why you're looking at that mannequin."
"And when's that? Ahem. Why do you even have a mannequin in your office?"
"I don't know. Ask your teachers. I needed some target practice while Kami's out," the principal said while throwing a paper ball at the mannequin's head.
"Ugh, fine. I have an unrelated favor to ask. Where is Kami? Shouldn't he be teaching us stuff?"
"Sure. Consider it an apology for injuring your eyes. What is it? He's out on business. If you want, I can teach you in his place."
