" i will not let anyone live if they did what i did."
In which a foreign girl set to marry young finishes with a crime organization and crazed thoughts
C U R R E N T L Y on Haitus until I am able to write more chapters to update regularly!
Bonten!va...
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THE EIGHT CHILDREN that resided in the 2nd grade classroom were all occupied with writing notes and talking to each other about what they were going to do for their classes school festival. The most tallied idea was a fun costume photo booth. Anzai had told them they were allowed to come dressed up, which all of them took in stride. The boys began to talk about superheroes they wanted to go as, the girls wanting to wear dresses for the entire thing.
There had been a break time before their final teaching of the day. The students deciding to speak about their upcoming festival and what each of them would be doing. Some boys were arguing over which one would be bringing in the bigger and better costumes for the public, while the girls talked about how pretty they wanted everything to look.
Anzai was eating a small snack and going over some papers that needed attention for the clubs she ran. The normal everyday bill and expense coverage.
"Someone's at the door, Anzai Sensei!" A little boy yells out and stood to go open it, if commanded. When he saw his teacher nod her head towards the door, he made fast steps to open the door for the person outside.
"You mother is on the phone, Anzai-sama." Ayaka spoke with her hands in front of her. Anzai frowned her eyebrows.
