At least six teachers arrived on the crime scene, led by the red-haired Grazio, to check up on what was going on - soon the destroyed desk was replaced and the puddle of ink that dripped on the floor cleaned.
Even after that, the heroine was sticking by the black-haired boy like a small animal seeking shelter.
Despite Zoemi's honest intent to help her out, he could not ignore the increasingly hostile pressure that was oozing out of Mireitte glaring at the clingy blond-haired girl from behind.
|Come one... you even have Grazio here... he's a capture target, go and cry in his arms and leave a background character like me alone...!|
Zoemi wanted to complain out loud, worried sick that at any given moment Miriette would lose her temper and blow up because the heroine was so dangerously close to her fiance.
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