Watching the anime from Madoka Magica and writing the rules

"I'm the homeroom teacher of Class 4, Grade 3. What happened to Tomoe-san?"

The head teacher came over with the security guard behind him and asked with a smile.

Alas, I couldn't escape it after all.

Zhihang hesitated for a moment and replied:

"Asami has gone back to take care of some family matters. She won't be back in a week or two. She needs to take a long vacation."

The head teacher looked at the paper cautiously, and said as he looked it up and down:

"If you want to take a long vacation, you need to apply in person. At the very least, you need to call to confirm."

"You can't ask for leave for half a month and I'll approve it, right? The school still has to take attendance into account."

Zhi Xing shrugged and said indifferently:

"That's none of my business. I might not be back for a few days. I just came to tell Mami's friends. I have no control over whether you can take the day off or not."

The head teacher looked at the security guard, who approached and whispered:

"Before, he would wait alone from morning until school was over. At the end of the day, two students did come to see him. The other one seemed to be a female student from the lower grade."

"Excuse me, wait a moment."

The head teacher first apologized to Zhixing, then walked aside and talked to the security guard in private.

After a while, the head teacher came back and said to Zhihang with a smile:

"Can you tell me what kind of family matter it is? You see, after all, I'm not here, so I have to state the reason."

"Sorry, I can't tell you about family matters."

Zhixing made an excuse and decided to end the topic. He moved to the other side of the wall to wait for Sayaka and the others to finish school.

The head teacher hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Then at least get a signature first, even if it's someone else signing. Someone needs to prove that Mami-san didn't drop out of school. Otherwise, you won't get any credits later. You know, the third year of junior high is a very critical time."

Zhixing stopped and thought for a moment.

If Mami is sent to the Witch Night battlefield, and Homura also protects the red and blue combat forces, with the combined power of the four magical girls, they will eventually be able to defeat Witch Night.

By then, Asami might feel bad because Homura's actions have affected her future.

After all, defeating Witch Night is the priority right now, so sacrificing this useless time to go to school is something Homura could do.

After all, I have been eating and drinking for free at Mami's house for so long, and now I am still relying on Mami's money to survive. If I can help a little, I should help.

After confirming his thoughts, Zhi Xing turned around and said to the head teacher:

"Okay, then where can I go to ask for leave?"

"Look how careless I was. I heard that I hadn't seen Tomoe-san, so I thought you were here to ask for sick leave, so I didn't bring your sick leave note. If you're asking for a long vacation, you need a different note. It's still in the office. Please follow me."

The head teacher kept smiling and gestured for invitation. Seeing that Zhihang had no objection, he led the way to the school.

Zhixing followed him, took out his cell phone and whispered "Edogawa Conan".

Looking at the Japanese text that appeared, I took a screenshot.

The paper shop was still not reassured, so they searched the first and last names separately. After confirming that they were almost the same, they searched again to see whether the signature came with the last name or the first name first, and then they let the matter go.

The head teacher was walking in front and couldn't hear what Zhixing was muttering, but he didn't care.

At least there are surveillance cameras inside the school, so even if something happens to Mami, there will be clues to find her.

After all, Mami Tomoe's figure is still too mature, so it's normal for accidents to happen.

Especially when he heard that two female students took the initiative to look for an adult male after school, the class teacher became even more alert.

Although I didn't intend to get involved in this matter, as a class teacher I couldn't do nothing, so I took the opportunity to invite the other party to apply for leave, thinking that I would just put on an act in front of the security guard.

Unexpectedly, Zhixing was really willing to come and ask for leave, and the class teacher began to doubt his own guess.

Soon, the two came to the teacher's office.

"Saotome-sensei, please bring me a request for a long vacation."

The head teacher looked at the teacher in the office, and then, relying on the fact that he didn't know the teacher well, called a teacher in charge of grade 2 over.

"OK, all right."

Saotome Kazuko, who was sitting in the office with her face supported, not knowing what she was thinking, agreed after hearing this.

While Zhihang was looking at the Japanese text he had searched and preparing for the next signature.

Saotome Kazuko came over with a leave request, then looked at the paper in surprise and said:

"Mr. Edogawa?"

Chapter 45 It turns out that even if you travel through time, the teacher is still older

"Good afternoon, teacher."

Compared to the people here, Zhixing is still not good at remembering the names of people here.

"My name is Saotome Kazuko, you can just call me Saotome."

Saotome said as she handed the note to her third grade homeroom teacher.

After the head teacher took it, he wrote a few words on it and handed it to the paper bank.

The paper merchant took the note and glanced at it.

Hmm, I don’t know. It should be signed in the lower right corner, right?

I quickly did a voice search for the Japanese signature, then went back to the screenshot and signed Edogawa Conan's name stroke by stroke.

While Zhixing was searching his phone, the homeroom teacher thought for a moment and whispered to Saotome:

"You know this parent because your school also comes to see him after school?"

"Well, the security guard came to me before and said something looked amiss, but I asked a relative of a third-grade classmate and chatted briefly, and nothing seemed amiss."

The head teacher's eyes lit up after hearing this. He had never expected to find the real culprit by such a coincidence. So he looked at the paper and saw that the line he hadn't finished was not yet finished. He hurriedly said:

"This parent might not be a real parent, you know? A classmate of ours disappeared without asking for leave and didn't answer her phone calls. As far as I know, this female student became alone more than a year ago because her parents were in a car accident."

"Do you mean, 'Is it true?'"

"It's completely unreasonable that a relative only came to take care of her after more than a year, and it happened to be a man. The female student in our class is a bit too mature, and she doesn't have many friends in the class, so I don't know much about her life."

"Are you doubting that this is a sponsorship?"

"I'm not very clear on the details, but he's here to process Mami's leave, and it's been half a month. I don't have any evidence to report what happened to Mami."

"Anyway, if the other female student is from your class, be careful and don't follow in our class's footsteps."

Saotome nodded gravely, thinking of Sayaka, who was usually cheerful, and added:

"Indeed, that child doesn't seem to be hanging out with his friends much lately."

"Right, if there is anything, call the police immediately!"

The homeroom teacher said this, pushing the potential trouble onto Saotome. Then, noticing that the paper line had already written the note, she smiled and said hello:

"Oh, sorry to bother you. I'm going to ask for leave for Tomoe Asami first, but I need to provide the reason for my leave after Asami comes back. Is that okay?"

"Yeah, that's okay."

Zhixing had no objection to this. After handing the note to the homeroom teacher, he looked at Saotome beside him, blinked, and said hesitantly:

"Um, you are Sayaka's homeroom teacher, right?"

"Ah, yes."

"Can I talk to you for a moment?"

"Huh? Ok, let's talk at my desk."

Saotome swallowed and looked at her third-grade homeroom teacher for help, but he took the note without hesitation and walked to the back. So Saotome, who was left alone, had no choice but to invite the paper bank.

After walking a few steps to the desk, Zhixing sat in the seat reserved for students and looked at Saotome, who was obviously older than him.

"So, what does Mr. Edogawa want to say?"

Saotome sat up straight, praying that her students wouldn't get involved in any underworld disputes.

"Sayaka, are you getting along well with her friends at school lately?"

"Well, how should I put it? After class, we still chat together. It seems like it's the same as usual."

When asked by Zhixing, Saotome said with some uncertainty.

After all, junior high school is a period of adolescence, so it is normal to have some changes in interpersonal relationships. Although there are few people here, four people in a dormitory can create five groups, let alone people in a class.

It is not easy to gain in-depth understanding as a teacher.

Especially since the three main characters are all from the home-going group, they don’t stay in school after the afternoon classes, and they lack channels to get to know each other.

"Well, Kamijou-kun should be almost well now."

"Eh? Did you know about Kamijou Kyousuke's situation? Oh, yes, it must have been Miki-san who told you. I remember Miki-san and Kamijou-san were childhood friends, haha."

Saotome panicked for a moment, feeling like she was trying to make up for her mistake, but Kazuyoshi didn't care too much about it and smiled.

"Well, after all, I did contribute to Kamijou's recovery, so I'm pretty clear on the subject."

"Eh?"

Saotome's smile faltered. This junior high school was considered a prestigious school after all. Medical treatment shouldn't require payment from others, right? She hadn't heard of such rumors before.

However, Miki seems to visit Kamijou quite often. Could this be firsthand information?

Feeling that society's malice was looming over her students, Saotome became a little uneasy and kept making small movements.

"Come to think of it, the teacher must have quite a lot of experience in love, right?"

"Huh? That's annoying. It's just some failed experiences. Um, why are you suddenly talking about this?"

"Then you should be able to see Sayaka's attitude towards Kamijou, and Kamijou's attitude towards Sayaka."

"Well, Miki-san and Kamijou-san, there is indeed some affection between them, but Kamijou-kun is not as mature as girls at his age, so he probably doesn't notice these things yet."

"Men of this age are more concerned with their own affairs and often don't care about the efforts of others. Some older men are as childish as little boys."

As if she had thought of something, Saotome spoke with a dissatisfied tone.

"Let me tell you, that guy..."

"Cough cough!"

Zhixing coughed lightly, interrupting Saotome's endless story.

"Ah, sorry, I'm rude."

Saotome came to her senses and apologized hurriedly.

Seeing that Saotome was no longer caught up in her own love history, Kazuyoshi continued to talk about the key point:

"So, can you tell who else likes Kamijou?"

"Well, Kamijou-san is a genius. He's always been very popular in the class. I guess there are a lot of girls who like him."

Saotome wasn't quite sure of Paper Shop's attitude, so she responded cautiously.

"I don't care about other people. I just want to know, have you noticed that the friend who often hangs out with Sayaka also likes Kamijou?"

"Eh, well, it feels like there's nothing obvious."

Saotome pretended to recall the past, but in fact she was trying to get away with it. After all, how could she casually say something like this that might cause a conflict with Sayaka?

Zhixing nodded, then looked at the time on his phone, hesitated for a moment, but still took the opportunity to speak out.

"Look, school is almost over. Could you please find some students to come over? I feel like it would be too late if we go out and wait now."

"That's a bit against the rules, sorry."

"Even if it's about the life or death of one of the people who were called here, isn't it okay?"

"Life and death... I hate it. This kind of joke isn't funny."

Saotome tried to refuse with some trembling, but she couldn't help but think of what her third-grade homeroom teacher had just said.

Don't follow in our class's footsteps.

To show his sincerity, he used a technique he learned online to adjust his sitting position, looked Saotome straight in the eye, and said: