She ran all the way out of the club building.
The sky wasn't raining, just filled with clouds that looked like heavy lead blocks. The breeze was slightly cool.
Phoenix Academy Maggie let out a sigh and loosened her right hand's grip on Hojo Tetsuji's shoulder.
He was a bit surprised. Phoenix Academy Maggie, who looked so delicate, could actually drag him—a guy who weighed at least two hundred pounds—around?
"Miss, you're really strong."
"It's alright. I've never slacked on my physical training."
Phoenix Academy Maggie replied casually, her mind on the scene she had just witnessed in the corridor. That back, that person.
"That was Aozawa just now, wasn't it? And who's that woman? Is she a girl from our class?"
Hojo Tetsuji scratched his head. He didn't really pay attention to his classmates; he was usually either sleeping or discussing manga plots with Aozawa and Phoenix Academy Maggie.
