For the next few weeks, Class 3-E would be spending their days with a bunch of little kids waiting for primary schools to take them in. The headmaster was recovering from a broken leg. Sakura was probably the oldest kid there, but quit primary school because of bullying. Nagisa was there to teach the little brat and stuff, who actually seemed to take a liking to him

Sakura saw you in the distance and tugged at Nagisa’s sleeve

Hey! Who’s that?!