awards for outstanding civic service. I could see them swiping Miss Takahashi's cards just for the sheer delinquency of it. I even had a few kids in mind to start my investigation with.
"I'll get the cards back, Miss Takahashi. One way or another." I grinned and cracked my knuckles. This usually makes the little kids go wild but this time we were in the teacher's room and the only reaction was a cough from the office lady.
"Oh, thank you, Jackson-Sensei," said Miss Takahashi. Some of the teachers could get a little cagey about appending -Sensei onto my name, but not her. She gave me the full title, and a knee-melting smile to boot. "Tasukatta," she added, which means "I've been saved by a gallant foreigner," if you don't know.
"Don't forget," said the assistant Principle, interrupting his soliloquy, "Next week is that open class. All the parents will be coming to watch the class." Miss Takahashi evidently had forgotten, because she squeaked an acknowledgment like a cornered mouse.
Well, well well. Things just got more and more interesting. I don't know about sembe, but Kuroyama certainly has its share of bad apples.
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