Mono led Sixth Master in a circle around the fence outside the school.
Soon, they found a broken hole at the edge of the fence.
It seemed to have been smashed open by someone, with some dark scratches marked around it.
Not far away, a few pairs of shoes and blood-stained rags lay on the ground.
It seemed someone had prepared to escape but encountered something, leaving only these proofs of their presence.
Mono waved his hand.
"Hey, we're going in. Remember to follow me once we're inside."
Mono was giving instructions.
Although Sixth Master was stronger than him, he knew more.
It was only natural that she listened to him.
Sam nodded, having no intention of refusing her only boy friend.
The two of them squeezed through a hole in the broken fence.
As soon as he stepped onto the campus, Mono's entire mood soured.
The smell of blood around them became even more pungent.
Moreover, the high walls here blocked the wind, and the air no longer circulated as freely.
An inexplicable sense of oppression instantly surged into his head.
The place they had crawled into was a Plaza.
The dim streetlights nearby barely allowed one to see the surroundings.
On the side of the Plaza near the wall, there was a soccer goal frame.
In a shadowy corner near the Teaching Building sat a basketball hoop.
And in the very center, on the cracked floor, a crooked seesaw lay quietly at an angle.
Foul-smelling rainwater had pooled in the hollows.
A gust of wind blew, and a ball suddenly rolled to Mono's feet.
A cartoon bear's face was printed on the ball.
Mono picked it up.
He then looked at the distant hoop, took a deep breath, and threw it.
"Clang!"
The basketball hit the backboard, bounced a few times on the edge of the rusted iron rim, and then spun before dropping into the basket.
"Yeah~"
Mono pumped his fist.
Sam, however, looked at him in confusion.
She didn't understand why Mono would suddenly make such a baffling move.
Was this fun?
Her gaze fell on the ball that had already rolled back onto the ground.
"Alright, let's go~"
Mono brought her back to her senses.
He was just testing his luck.
Since the ball went in, it meant that his luck wouldn't be too bad this time.
"Hey, don't just stand there staring. Help me look for a hole or something we can crawl through."
Mono pointed at the Teaching Building and turned back to speak to the still-confused Sixth Master.
Sixth Master stared at him blankly, expressionless.
After speaking bossily, Mono headed toward the Teaching Building, ignoring her expression.
He wouldn't stand on ceremony with Sixth Master.
Sixth Master also set off, beginning to inspect the perimeter of the Teaching Building.
While Mono was looking for an entrance, Sixth Master's voice came from the side after a short while.
"Mo...no, over here."
Mono turned his head and found her standing beneath a window.
Beside her, a long strip of cloth was hanging down.
Mono walked over.
He saw that the hanging cloth strips were actually bedsheets tied together.
They stretched all the way up to a high windowsill on the third floor.
These bedsheets must have been tied by someone else.
It seemed they were meant for escaping from the third floor.
Why would anyone want to escape from inside?
Mono thought of the Beautiful Teacher.
Maybe the teacher was too strict.
"We can climb up from here," Sixth Master's voice came from the side. "No need to crawl through a hole."
Mono glanced at her.
"Hmph, follow me."
Mono couldn't be bothered to argue with her.
With that, he grabbed the bedsheet, hung his whole body on it, and slowly wiggled his waist, pulling himself up bit by bit.
Seeing this, a faint, imperceptible curve appeared at the corner of Sixth Master's mouth.
Who told him to speak so rudely?
Otherwise, she wouldn't treat people like this.
Thinking this, she also grabbed the bedsheet and began to climb.
Halfway up, Mono felt his body grow heavy and his arms begin to ache.
The height of three stories was nothing to an adult.
But for a Little people, it was a different calculation entirely.
You could imagine what it was like for a person to climb thirty stories.
This was definitely a massive challenge.
"Are you okay? Mo~no."
Sixth Master's voice suddenly came from behind.
Mono looked down at her, but saw that her expression hadn't changed at all.
Her breathing was still steady.
"Of course I'm fine, couldn't be better."
Mono said.
He couldn't let himself look too weak.
But why was Sixth Master so strong?
Mono felt a bit disgruntled.
Comparisons really are odious; otherwise, you'd truly be driven to distraction.
Mono slowly climbed upward.
However, just as he was feeling increasingly heavy...
...he suddenly felt a cold sensation on his buttocks.
"Ah!"
Mono was startled and his body trembled. He looked down and realized it was Sixth Master's hand.
"What are you doing? Taking advantage of me?"
Sam was also startled by Mono's sudden outburst and pulled back her hand.
However, when she realized what Mono had said, the corners of her mouth stiffened.
Taking advantage?
This was... too ridiculous.
And how could she possibly take advantage of someone like him...?
Seeing Mono rubbing his buttocks, Sixth Master felt an inexplicable sense of shame and anger.
Had she known, she wouldn't have helped.
Seeing Sixth Master's unhappy look, Mono also came to his senses.
Of course, he knew Sixth Master wasn't that kind of person.
But her action was clearly even more humiliating.
He was a boy, yet his strength couldn't even match a Little Girl's?
He needed her help just to climb a rope?
How could he ever stand tall and speak confidently in front of her again?
Therefore, it was absolutely unforgivable.
"Hurry up. If I weren't waiting for you, I would have climbed up long ago."
Mono forced out an explanation.
Hearing this, Sixth Master was stunned again...