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Fear of the unknown takes over. To her, to Koizumi Wakoko, someone picking meat off the ground shouldn’t even be worth a glance, let alone a night in jail, let alone this much of a fuzz. But with what little she knows even she stumbles upon the same conclusion as everyone else: that it’s a weird world where we live in, and that people are weird, and that she’s not weird enough to pick up on its weird rules yet. And while this may be a crystal-clear reason to run away, from the sound of chalk scratching shapes into the black board and everything else, she’s anchored by a single thought:
that Junko would know of them.
Teacher: “...yet despite the fact that trains are bullshit because nobody is hearing me and that no quarter should be given in our sacred task to decimate each and all dolphins-” Yes, Wakoko?
Wakoko is standing; the tsunami of whispers crashes against her back, then rolls back quietly. For a second there, it’s like she’s choking on her own words- then something does come out.
Wakoko: Good morning. How are you doing? Me too. I want to turn myself in to the police.
The teacher, a young, short man with a very big mustache, just stares- likely waiting for the laughter to erupt. It’s not happening. Perhaps a punchline is waiting.
Teacher: Ok, I see. So, why do you want to turn yourself in to the police, Koizumi-san?
Wakoko: Because I didn’t do anything wrong.
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