Yashiro Gets Shrunk by a Supernatural

Be Happy the Way You Are

On the next school day at Kamome Gakuen Academy, Yashiro made it.

She headed to the hallway.

Yashiro made her determining smile.

Even she had her sailor cream-colored school uniform.

Her hair was long down, no ribbon to tie her hair into a ponytail. With teal hair tips of her cream-colored hair.

Yashiro has a pair of magatamas on her head.

She wore her pair of tights with moon patterns to her lower legs. Her uwabaki slippers are makes a bit of loud squeaks while running.

Yashiro has a piece of toast on her mouth.

Her left hand holds the straps of her light pink backpack.

It was early in the morning...

The teacher hasn't got to her classroom yet.

She had to catch up with her schoolwork since yesterday.

Or else Yashiro might have to do it after school.

Later on, the students, boys and girls have arrived in the classroom.

And then, the teacher arrives too.

When the teacher glimpses at her, the teacher was emotionless. Yet the teacher knows how to get the students to do what they're supposed to do.

The teacher made a slight smile. "Miss Yashiro." The teacher said.

Yashiro looks up in astonishment at the teacher. "Eh?!" She breathed.

"I need to speak with you after 1st period in class." The teacher instructed.

Yashiro has her eyes widened.

The whole class was going 'Oooooo' at Yashiro.

"Someone's in trouble now~." One student said.

Aoi stared at Yashiro anxiously. "Nene-chan..." Aoi whispered.

After the 1st period in class 1-A, the bell rang.

The students left except Yashiro.

She has no idea how to explain herself.

Yashiro got shrunk by a nameless demon to the size of her thumb. She's been literally small ALL DAY yesterday.

She was melancholy, looking down at her desk.

The teacher walked to Yashiro.

The teacher sat in the desk in front of her, near the windows.

The teacher was concerned. "Miss Yashiro...Would you look at me please?" The teacher asks.

She realized it was the teacher speaking in a moment.

Yashiro got nervous, making a squiggle on her mouth.

The teacher sighs. "Miss Yashiro, I'm not mad at you. You have nothing to be upset about." The teacher reassures her in his soft voice.

"Miss Yashiro, look at me, please?" The teacher asks again, in his soft tone this time.

She looked up at the teacher slowly. Yashiro was gloomy.

She didn't say anything.

Yashiro doesn't want to.

She was disciplined by the teacher before.

And for one second or two, the teacher examined her face. The teacher took a deep breath. "I only need to speak with you after class, because you're weren't here yesterday." The teacher explained.