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... al classroom of his school.
His classmates were away from their desks and freely enjoying themselves. Their teacher was not present. The smell of lunches reached his nose.
It seemed he had fallen asleep while lying on his desk at lunchtime.
“Kamijou” slowly tilted his head.
“What was that just now?”
His palms were covered in sweat, but he found no stab wound when he reached for the side of his uniform. His left arm was not broken either.
It made s ...
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