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"Hey, isn't that him?"

"Yeah, it has to be."

"What's he doing here?"

"Shouldn't he have been arrested?"

"Rika, I'm scared."

Students crowded the hallway of the first year classroom, both junior as well as senior students stared through the doors and windows to the classroom, murmuring to each other.

"Shouldn't he be dead?"

"He's a murderer."

There was a brewing tension in the air. "What's going on?" Asked an elderly voice from afar. The students turned to him, yelling his name. 

"Kanazawa sensei!!!" A few students taking hold of him and dragging him to the classroom. 

"Come look!"

"You need to see this!"

He got dragged and shoved through the class door. He took a look at the class, and at the student seated at the back corner, it was Konin staring blankly out the window.

"You really took a seat at the back corner?" Kanazawa asked.

"So what?" Konin replied. 

"Just surprised to see you here."

"You told me to, didn't you?"

"Didn't expect you to actually listen."

"I had free time."

"I see..." the man said, scratching his puffy hair. He turned to the students outside. "What's the problem?"

The students hesitated to respond, all of them taken aback. "You really don't have a problem with this?" One of the students asked.

"Isn't it a good thing when a truant student decides to come back to school." Kanazawa replied. "Don't you think Reichi?" Kanazawa turned to a boy with short red hair and dirty clothes that was staring at him; his pupils were blood red, and his eyes were like that of a predator.

The boy remained silent on his seat and turned his gaze away from Kanazawa.

"Come on now. Let's get to our classes." Kanazawa said with a commanding tone. "It's almost time for roll call.

The students of the class grudgingly walked in, and other students returned to their respective classes. It didn't take long before class was back in session.