Only I Have the Law: Tokyo Fantasy Daily Life

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Today is Saturday. The school only has four classes in the morning, and there are no classes in the afternoon.

However, the activities of various clubs continued as usual, so most students stayed on campus and few left early, and the cafeteria remained open as usual.

His gaze swept quickly across the various food windows, swiftly locking onto a dish with a cyan label that read "Druid Potion."

That's thinly sliced ​​braised pig's head meat.

As a well-funded private school, Changteng High School has a cafeteria with far better food quality than that of ordinary public schools, and the menu changes every day.

Even so, some students from well-off families still consider the food here to be "poor," and many choose to bring their own lunch.

Like Saori Hoshino, she eats lunch specially prepared by her family's chef every day.

Qingze used to bring his own lunch, but recently he has been having lunch at the cafeteria most of the time.

He picked up his plate, walked over, and discreetly placed the labeled portion of braised pig's head into the plate. He then casually selected a few other dishes, and finally filled a bowl with rice, taking it to a corner of the cafeteria.

He set the math book aside, placed "War and Peace" upright in front of his plate to cleverly block others' view, and quickly put the labeled piece of pork head into his third storage space.

Then, he slowly ate his lunch while reading.

My ears were gradually filled with the enthusiastic noise of the girls.

He continued to focus intently on memorizing the contents of the book, with only a little bit left before he could completely memorize "War and Peace".

He estimated that if they worked quickly, they should be able to finish the "project" tonight.

At that time, he will be able to master a new kind of magic.

Thinking of this, he felt even more cheerful, and even the ordinary pig's head meat tasted more delicious.

……

After finishing lunch, Qingze walked towards the club building while reading a book.

As he walked to the entrance of the philosophy club, he noticed a cute panda-shaped billboard leaning against the wall next to the door.

What's special is that an oval-shaped hole has been carved out where the panda's head should be, just big enough for a person to stick their head in.

"What the hell is this?"

Qingze felt something was off, so he reached out and turned the doorknob, walked into the activity room, and asked, "Why is there a panda billboard outside?"

"boom!"

Hoshino Saori slammed her hand on the table in front of her, a look of frustration at her failed plan flashing across her face, and exclaimed, "Teacher! You didn't fall for my trick!"

"Damn it, looks like you're still somewhat wary!"

"what are you saying?"

Qingze couldn't quite keep up with the girl's leaping thoughts, so he closed the door behind him and bent down to change his shoes.

With her hands on her hips, Hoshino Saori explained confidently, "Normally, if you see a billboard with a hole big enough to fit your head in, wouldn't you be curious and squeeze your head through to take a look?"

I dragged Himino into making this because I wanted to see how pathetic you'd look when your head got stuck!

“I’ve said it before, teachers can’t possibly fall for such a simple trap.”

Yatohime complained from the side while tapping the wall with her right hand.

This wasn't a complaint; it was simply a way she used to strengthen the bones in her hands.

Since her defeat at Qingze's hands, she has been practicing boxing extra hard, constantly honing her fists.

It's not that I want to defeat Qingze, but that I want to improve to a level where I won't be instantly killed.

Yatohime is somewhat carefree in many things, but she has an extremely strong competitive spirit when it comes to improving her combat power.

Just as Qingze was about to complain about this childish trap, a scream of "Ouch!" suddenly came from the hallway outside the door.

He paused in his steps, which were about to step forward, and instead opened the door again.

In the corridor outside the door, a girl's head was perfectly fitted into the hole at the top of the panda billboard.

She was futilely pushing the billboard backward with both hands, trying to pull her head out.

Upon seeing this, Hoshino Saori immediately pointed at the other party and burst into laughter: "Haha! I knew it! My trap was brilliantly designed!"

As expected, someone has been infected!

"How despicable! To set up such a trap at the entrance of a club!"

The girl whose head was stuck turned around with difficulty, her head stuck on top of the panda's head, which, together with the chubby panda pattern below, looked quite comical.

Aozawa recognized the "victim" and said helplessly, "Tanaka, give up, I won't help you join the soccer club."

"This has nothing to do with joining the soccer club!"

With her hands on the shoulders of the panda billboard, sporting a panda head, Tanaka Satomi naturally began chatting, "I came to you today to ask you to help me clear my name of being a pervert!"

Upon hearing this, Yato-hime became somewhat interested and asked, "What happened?"

"Well, this is what happened..."

Satomi Tanaka sighed and began to recount, "After the third period, out of boredom, I wanted to imitate a scene from a school anime and lie down in a tree for a while. But I didn't lie down properly and accidentally fell down. My back still hurts to this day."

She rubbed her lower back and continued, "I was lying on the grass at the time, and the pain was so bad that I couldn't straighten up. I could only slowly crawl around and move my body a little."

When I reached the edge of the lawn, I saw a cockroach trying to crawl onto a girl's foot, so I kindly warned it.

The girl then screamed "Ah!" in fright, scaring the cockroach away, and then she ran away too.

"Just then, a student council disciplinary committee member passed by and saw me lying on the ground. The girl screamed and ran away. She immediately concluded that I was a pervert who wanted to peep under people's skirts!"

Tanaka Satomi's face was filled with indignation, "Am I that kind of person?!"

I started arguing with her right then and there!

But there were no cockroaches at the scene, and the girl who was scared away ran far away, so no one could testify for me.

Now, I want you to help me find that girl and clear my name!

Qingze asked thoughtfully, "Do you remember what characteristics that girl had?"

"She had a small mole near her right ankle and was wearing black stockings and white sneakers at the time."

Satomi Tanaka accurately reported this characteristic.

Upon hearing this, Hoshino Saori's eyes immediately showed a look of suspicion as she said, "Hey, Tanaka, are you sure you weren't trying to peek?"

"What a joke!"

Tanaka Satomi retorted indignantly, "Even if it were Maeda-san, I wouldn't do such a sneaky and perverted thing!"

"If I wanted to see it, I made the request squarely and honestly!"

Considering Tanaka Satomi's consistently straightforward personality, Hoshino Saori nodded and said, "Hmm, that's more like your style."

Yatohime frowned and said, "Didn't you see her face clearly?"

"No, I was lying on the ground at the time, how could I possibly see her face clearly?"

"We can't exactly check every female student's ankle to see if they have any moles, can we?"

“I have a good idea,” Hoshino Saori suggested, her eyes sparkling. “We can use the school radio to search for ‘girls with a mole on their right ankle’ and see if that works.”

If that doesn't work, then we'll consider in-person observation.

Upon hearing this, Yatohime rolled her eyes and said, "I would never do such a perverted thing as looking at people's ankles offline."

"Let's try the radio first."

Qingze made the final decision.

Tanaka Satomi was immediately moved, and with her panda head still up, she said to Aozawa, "Teacher! If you were a girl, I might fall for you."

Qingze raised his hand without any politeness and tapped her head, which was sticking out of the hole, with a "thud," showing no joy at this strange "approval."

Chapter 94 Innocence and Nightmare

The broadcasting room at Nagato High School is located on the fifth floor of the teaching building, right next to the faculty and staff offices.

It is operated and maintained by the school's broadcasting club.

Qingze led the three girls to the door of the broadcasting room and knocked.

The broadcasting company has a small number of members.

Because this club gets extremely busy when it gets busy.

However, they are mostly idle, which means the number of members in the club has always barely met the minimum standard for establishing a club.

The club president recognized Qingze and quickly stepped forward, saying, "Teacher Qingze, is there anything I can help you with?"

"I'd like to use the loudspeaker to help find someone to clear up a misunderstanding for this student."

Qingze briefly explained his purpose.

The president glanced at Tanaka Satomi, who was following behind Aozawa, and nodded, saying, "Okay, no problem."

After the members of the broadcasting club had set up their equipment, Tanaka Satomi immediately moved to the microphone, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Announcement! The student who was scared away by a cockroach after the third period this morning and has a mole on her right ankle!"

If you hear this announcement, please come to the broadcasting room on the fifth floor immediately.

I need you to help me clarify a fact!

Repeating this...

Satomi Tanaka shouted these words out in one breath, and her voice was broadcast through the loudspeaker to every corner of the campus.

Meanwhile, in the atrium of the teaching building.

Hori Mio was gripping the bamboo sword tightly with both hands, practicing the Sujin technique with complete concentration.

Since the Kendo Club was disbanded, she has lost her fixed venue and can only find a relatively open space in the courtyard to continue practicing.

The broadcast message reached her ears clearly, and Hori Mio paused slightly in her sword-wielding motion.

"Scared away by cockroaches..."

This description sounds so much like myself!

She blinked and subconsciously looked down at her right foot.

Through the thin black stockings, you could vaguely see a small mole on the inside of her ankle.