A fool to the end

On our way to see Eguchi-sensei, Ichihara Jun's struggles became increasingly desperate. This was far more humiliation than what he had experienced before. Now, he was being paraded through the school by the very person he had hoped to intimidate, his pride in tatters.

Rumi trailed behind us, her arms crossed over her chest, watching the spectacle with an amused smirk. I guess she was also annoyed by the guy knocking on our clubroom.

The curious bystanders gradually crowded as we approached the Administration Building, causing the teachers inside the faculty to see the commotion. Those who could recognize us at a glance either shook their heads or sighed. Of course, some of them who used to turn a blind eye to Ichihara Jun's shenanigans had the audacity to look surprised.

Right as I was about to enter the Administration Building, Ichihara's desperate pleas grew louder. "Come on, Onoda! Let me go! You're making a mistake!"