As I traversed the main street leading to our school, I kept an eye out while eavesdropping on the conversation of those around me.
It’s one of the ways I used to pick up useful information back then and it’s still effective to this day.
I don’t have to worry about Ichihara Jun yet. They’ve given me one week to apologize. They won’t do anything to me other than, perhaps observe me.
Of course, the possibility that the pompous bastard would just disregard his guardian’s advice was there. However, given that I reported his behavior to Hayashi-sensei last week and she told me she’d do something about it, he’d likely be suspended or at most, restricted by her not to mess with his juniors.
Anyway, the most prominent topic for the students was our camping trip.