Because I joined the special detective team and had a special card that allowed me to pass through the campus, I, a common student, was able to enter the noble dormitory. However, this privilege was really not something I wanted to accept, especially when I thought about having to face that bastard Takenojo soon, I
Even more crazy...
He, Takenojo, only had a few extra stinky money, so why did he say that if he was not allowed to join the special detective team, he would find someone to destroy the entire academy?
I can't stand this kind of bully. My blood is boiling and my fists are clenched.
"Dingling...Dingling..."
I rang the doorbell of Takenojo, and after a while, the door opened. It was not the beaten Takenojo who opened the door, but his servant Takehojo who ran to open the door.
The servant with a sinister look on his face looked at me as if I was a thief who had broken into his door and was looking for an opportunity to steal.
"Excuse me, is there something wrong with Griffith-san?"
Huh? He knows my name?
"Excuse me, is Takenojo-san at home?"
Ugh! I actually called that guy "Takenojo-kun" in a disgusting manner. It's really disgusting!
"He's inside..." There was no servant attitude at all. Takehokujo's movements were free and easy, and he could even be called handsome. He pointed to the room on the left and said, "Master Nojo asked me to go to the student union first. I'll go there."
I'm sorry that I won't greet you anymore. Please wait patiently here for a while..."
"good."
What else can I say! Although this strange house seemed scary to me, after watching Takehojo leave, I had no choice but to stand there and wait for Takenojo to come out.
After waiting for about ten minutes, there was still no movement from the closed door on the left...
Damn it, I couldn't help it anymore, my eyes were spitting fire.
"Takenojo-kun..."
I approached the door and knocked lightly.
"Takenojo-san, are you in there?"
No response.
Damn it! Damn it! I really want to tear down the door.
"Takenojo-san...?" I repeated several times.
"who?"
Just when I raised my foot and prepared to greet the door, there was movement inside. It was a sound filled with the smell of gunpowder. A moment later, there was the sound of someone rolling on the bed.
Someone got out of bed, got dressed, and ran to open the door angrily. Then, our two faces suddenly came into each other's eyes... "Tell me, what are you looking for?"
"The Special Detective Team has informed you of a discussion meeting."