The boys were left stunned for a second before doing something every culprit would do. Yori and Yuji ran briskly towards the back door, disarraying all the chairs and tables in their path.

"Hey, you two stop right there!"

They just ignored her call with her smoky voice and ran away using the back door.

While someone is doing something a sensible student would do. Toshi standing immobile right in his place, yet he can't help his body from trembling in fear. Not that he can't run from there, he is just too afraid to do it.

The teacher doesn't seem to have the interest to chase the other two as she notices someone already lying on the ground.

She quickly goes to Hiroshi to check his condition.

"You! Stay there!" She pointed toward Toshi.

She kneels right beside Hiroshi and moves a nearby chair and table to give him space to breathe.

"Hey? Are you okay? Can you hear me?"

The teacher shook Hiroshi's collarbone firmly to check if he could respond and still have consciousness. Hiroshi's eyes are still wide open but still have no response. She took out her handkerchief and wiped a little blood that came from Hiroshi's nose.

"Hey, if you hear me, can you hold the handkerchief so your blood doesn't flow through?"

Hiroshi doesn't respond. She put her handkerchief back into her pocket.

“You! Help me lift him. We’ll go to the nurse room first,” she ordered Toshi.

“O-okay.”

...Ahh...I’ll go with chicken curry...it’s been a long time since I last ate chicken…

"Wait…"

The teacher found out there's a cigarette on the ground and took it into her pocket. Toshi just gulps after he sees the teacher's action.

"You lift on the other side…"

She instructed Toshi to do exactly as she did. They grab Hiroshi's wrist and shoulder and make two human crutches to support him from both sides.

"Ready?"

"Y-yes."

"Now!"

They successfully lift him and go straight to the nurse room even though they are struggling a little bit because of Hiroshi's weight, which is heavier than they thought.

It took them about 5 minutes to arrive at the nurse room which was placed at the lowest level in the building while class 1-F was at level 2. They don't come across anyone on the way as everyone already leaves.

"Knock! Knock!"

"Yes...how can I help...Oh! Get in, get in. What's happened to him?"

The nurse on duty wearing a green jacket welcomed them. The nurse fastly leads them to the nearest bed inside the nurse room.

"Please check if he is alright!" The teachers said in a worried tone.

"Okay, leave him to me." The nurse started to check Hiroshi from his head. She tries to find out if there's any external bleeding.

"There's just a little bleeding in his nose… Hey, can you hear me?"

"Yeah, I'll eat chicken curry today," Hiroshi suddenly said flatly after he silenced himself from the class.

The teacher and Toshi look a bit shocked that he is talking.

"Oh...how are you?" The nurse asked.

"I have not bought the chicken yet…I don't know if he's fine or not..." Hiroshi spurts out dumb things from his mouth.

"Oh...Uhm, teacher? What exactly happened to him?"

"That's your job to explain, doesn't it?" The teacher stares at Toshi who is standing as stiff as a rock.

Toshi explains everything about his pals punching Hiroshi but he never said the name of who actually does it or the things about the cigarette.

"I see...I already double-checked his head and didn't find any other external bleeding. Do you feel bad anywhere? Should I check your body too?" The nurse asked Hiroshi who looked fine with just a little bruise from Yori's punch.

"I want to go to the grocery."

"What's your name?" The teacher asked Hiroshi after she couldn't find any nametag on his school uniform.

"Hiroshi."

"Okay, hear me, Hiroshi-san. Are you really okay? If you don't feel well anywhere, the nurse here can help you, if you don't want to, I can bring you to the nearest clinic," the teacher said in a calm tone while looking eye to eye with emotionless Hiroshi.

"I'm fine."

"I see…I hope you can say that after you eat this…"

"Bang!"

The teacher makes a finger gun sign using her right hand. Raising her thumb above her fist to act as a hammer, and her index fingers extended perpendicular to it acting as a barrel. A red bullet appeared from the teacher's index finger that pointed toward Hiroshi in the blink of an eye. Her hand lifted slightly like a sign of an impact from the shot. The bullet brutally split Hiroshi's mouth with one rumbling shot. The skin of his face shattered into a thousand parts that could not possibly be reassembled. His blood wandered in the room that was clean without any impurities just the previous second before. Everyone in the room was left surprised and terrified.

Left headless, Hiroshi's body was left on the bed accompanied by the fishy smell of his own blood.