Kidnapped Dragons

“You son of a bitch! ”

“Ugh! This is crazy...! ”

Puck! Puck! Whoops! There was a fight on the street.

One student overcame the other. The two of them punched each other. Someone broke his nose bone. Someone else tears his lips. “Why are you guys doing this? Don't do this!” I don't know if it's a political fight, "cried one of the two female cadets.

“You son of a bitch! Don't you think I can't kill you? ”

The pupil, who was a little small in size, showed great talent. It was a strict violation of the doctrine, but it wasn't a matter of concern or emotion. A sharp thorn emerges from the forearm, scratching the cheek of the pressing student.

Bloody water bursts and scatters on the road.

The commotion was growing. People were gathering. Most of them were students or teachers, so there was no one who wanted to dry up or wait for the leader.

Huff! “Huff!” The fighting got a little harsher.

“ ……. ”

At the end of the day, I was passing by.

… just passed by.

It was a natural step as if I had seen nothing.

This morning was a toast and skewered fish. Autumn was my favorite, and I packed 20 servings full of hands until the winter when I had a little bit of appetite.

This should not cool down.

The fight between the cadets was surprisingly easy to see in Rare. She's young. She's talented. Pride. Children who are soldiers. As much as that, the incident didn't stop.

Among them, assault or injury was cute.

* * *

Morning. Feeding them.

I've heard reports of Mannam Jun and the remaining monsters from the Self-Defense.

‘Then, let's keep looking at trends. Loyalty to the monarch.’

Ok.

I decided not to accompany them today. I had work to do in the morning.

“I'll be there! You too! ”

Spring, summer, and autumn in a cadet outfit are heading to the school district with their bags. Keeping up with them, he took a step in the other direction.

Where I'm going today is the lead. Now that I have sinned, it was time to pay for my sins.

2nd floor. I entered the school social service guide. There was no one there, so he sat next to the chair for a while, and a few of the clerks later opened the door and walked in.

“Ah, ah! Keeper!? ”

The senior's name is Ichymon.

He introduced himself as the ten-year chief of guidance. I noticed a panic. In fact, no matter who I met, whether I was a teacher or a guardian or anyone recently, it was this reaction.

“This is it! We went out towards the front door of the building, and why didn't we see it? I'm sorry I'm late.”

“It's okay. Come to the back door. ”

“Oh, my gosh. You did. It's my mistake. I should have sent other friends! I'm sorry."

Ichymon rubs his hands almost like flies and maintains them.

“I'm sorry, haha. We'll get you ready to serve right away. ”

The laughter was sluggish.

I'm here for social service. This is how they are treated. The fantasy of ‘Yu Seed Family’ has become an Itorok or convenient object.

“Come this way! ”

Accommodation. Ichymon, who brought the lemon red tea himself, touched the beard.

“Mm-hmm. What service would you be comfortable serving today? ”

This word was strange somewhere. I came to do social service, and he was asking me what I would do. With both hands to reach out.

“This is usually chosen by volunteers? ”

“Yes? No... you know that...? It's a flexible ministry in its own right. Haha.”

In sum, it is a benefit because it is a Yu Seed family.

He had no idea. I just want to get it over with. However, when I looked at the list, I didn't like the place of service.

― Arrange the vase in front of the third gate. (1 hour)

― Bureau of Trade Flowers. (1 hour)

― Basic Student Feeding Service (Cook, 1 hour)

― Teacher's Child and Infant Care (1 hour)

I was serving an hour with each other. Ten times in this way was the place to be called.

But there was only one thing in the dog. There was a three-hour service.

“I'll do it with this. ”

“Yes? Ah, you mean this? ”

― Unconvening Bad Student Young Chang, India (3 hours)

“Ghh, that..... here. Actually, it's not such a good place to serve. ”

“Yes?”

“It's a bit of a tough service…… violence. Drugs. Sexual offences. I got involved in something like that. It's about dealing with scum who barely escaped expulsion. You can't hear a word, you can't shoot. One of them is Jake from Noblesse School. Especially not guilty. I wish I wasn't from Noblesse... Ah. Hmm.”

“ ……. ”

“Anyway, we're in the middle of a documentary about the decommissioning. Th-that... you know, violence or blackmail. Forcing a cadet to do anything is also a blow to Rare's image..... ”

Ichymon laughed awkwardly as he was desperate.

It was a pitiful request that I should not be angry or angry even if I go.

“I'd rather have this flower plug. I'll take care of it myself. so that you don't work. ”

Flowers?

“Time is more important. Can you give me three hours? ”

“Ah, uh... It's a little bit of a...... computerization... ”

“Then I'll go with this. ”

Yi Chimon, who didn't want to look at him, sweated cold, but eventually failed to persuade him.

* * *

Approximately 500 m north of the Rare Lead. An underground pavilion buried in the bushes reveals its appearance. There, he met the prison officer.

He was an older middle-aged man. Approximately 60s. Impressions that look familiar. She has a lot of hair, so she raises her head and covers it clumsily. Whether the personality resembled a look or not, the good that was caught in "Cheonqiang (SS)" was rarely an extreme line.

I wasn't a rookie because I saw the energy. Probably not from a soldier. He seemed to be a prison officer as part of the welfare of the elderly.

“The system, I think, is a wonderful thing. ”

This middle-aged man, who's a bit of a buzz type, is so unlucky.

“Anyone makes a mistake in their life. They're young cadets. Can I tell you something? I still think that young crime students simply lacked the opportunity to be good people. I think so.”

I didn't wonder.

“So when I treat the students, I always feel the same way……. ”

He didn't keep up, but he stretched out his philosophy after an elongation.

Until he arrived at the underground facility, he had to keep listening to stories he didn't care about.

If the facility were only 50 m further away, the middle-aged man might have broken his nose.

I want to open a few tightly locked doors. Maintenance went inside with the officer.

Twenty-seven cadets are returning from Young Chang today. They were in a cartel-like club at the beginning of the semester.

“Hello, NNO. ”

“Ah. Welcome. ”

He films violent cadets, and some cameras cling.

There too, the buzzing officer showed 15 minutes of excitement to greet the filmmaker and the audience.

Only then.

India has begun to disarm the summoning of rogue students.

The students were gathered in the auditorium. The auditorium opens the door, and a commotion pops out.

“Oh! I'm so tired of looking. When are you leaving? ”

“Just stay. I heard you were waiting here till 10: 00 anyway. ”

“It bothers people anyway. ”

After a long time in their rooms, I met the cadets. Most people talk or talk about life like this.

“Look at that fat bastard. I got hit by a marshal. Does the worm taste salty?”

“How did you know? Your sister weaves it. ”

“What? This crazy son of a..... ”

There were others who tried to fight like this.

Either way, the officer's voice was noisy enough not to be heard.

“Self...! Cadets!”

The prison officer shook his hand with an awkward smile.

The first thing you need to do is complete a questionnaire about Young-Chang's life.

However, the cadets did not even give eyes to the officer. Noisy was a part of it, but I ignored a lot of reports.

Whether or not the questionnaire was completed, there was a false rumor that the convening would be cancelled at 10: 00.

“Hey, guys. Grrh! Questionnaire! I need to complete a questionnaire. ”

The middle-aged man sweated and sent out a questionnaire to the students' backs.

“What did he say... ”

“Chew, annoy. ”

The students muttered and turned away.

“Oh, that camera sucks. The mosaic is for you?”

“Of course I will. What did you hear yesterday? ”

“I slept. Fuck. Why are you listening to that? ”

“Argh.”

The prison officer shook with an elongation questionnaire, but the cadets did not listen.

Until then, I didn't have much in mind. He didn't even enter the auditorium. Standing behind the camera, he was looking at the structure of the basement window along the corridor.

When will summer not come here once?

“Boys! A student who was a chaperone?! Will you listen to me? Quickly write the questionnaire so you can get out a little faster! ”

A middle-aged man who was sweating with his head off, yet could not even utter a curse.

And the insistence of the horse was powerless.

“It's gross. They told me everything about going out at 10: 00 anyway. ”

“I mean, it's just a puppy. Look at the broth. ”

“Ugh. Extremely ugly. ”

The insulted middle-aged man's face hardens at the moment. However, I smiled awkwardly again, conscious of the camera.

He had to repeatedly move away from the students and approach them that way.

“Students don't listen too much. ”

On VJ's broadcast question, a middle-aged man smiled awkwardly.

“All the kids do. It's a problem that I wasn't a little stubborn. ”

“Are there any other prison officers? ”

“Well, I used to be a little big. I listened when there were powerful prison officers. I don't have the money for this job, and I don't even have to pay for it... First of all, let's go again. ”

He put out the questionnaire again. The cadets refused.

Then I wanted to know which female cadet was finally getting, and the cadet missed a bunch of questionnaires, and the papers were scattered on the floor.

“Ah, a mistake. A mistake.”

A female cadet laughs with my friends and goes away.

The camera captures the middle-aged at night. The prison officer lowered his head and picked up the questionnaires one by one.

The persuasion that followed for almost 20 minutes failed to do so.

“Oh, I'm sorry about this. ”

Closed the auditorium door. The prison officer apologized to the photographer.

And then I noticed the retention.

“Sorry, Guardian Minutes. I'll buy you a little snack and talk to the kids again. ”

All he had to do was keep him out of trouble.

He nods nonchalantly. Buy a snack. Convince me. It was only three hours.

“Do what you're comfortable with. ”

“I'm sorry about the example. If the solo goes fast, I'll send you a guardian right away. ”

The prison officer, who took the check-shaped handkerchief out of his chest pocket, wiped away the sweat on his wide forehead.

Sustainability has become questionable.

“... does it take all the time before it's over? ”

“Yes? Aah. Yes, it is. It's a tiring service, so I give you plenty of time. ”

Oh, yeah.

I'll tell you what.

“Uh-huh? Why do you do that?”

The officer stepped back without even knowing why, as the maintenance was suddenly approaching. However, the legs of the keeper were a little longer. He took questionnaires and plastic bags from the hands of a middle-aged man. Half crumpled, torn, There was a shoe print on it.

He literally opened the auditorium door. The cameras followed him.

“Ghh... Guardian...! You must not scold or punish the cadets...! ”

Now I knew who the maintenance officer was.

But he didn't confront me.

The students who sat on the floor of the auditorium, hovering or running, looked at the sudden maintenance. Some people were a little surprised to see the impression on their body. However, most of the time, when the story of the Yuseed family was spreading, there were few eyes to recognize him.

You can't punish him. No offense. No offense. It was time for the officer to sweat again.

Maintenance approached them and stood before them.

Then I looked at the students.

Without saying anything. Without any action. After checking the number of cadets, I set one of them as the most noisy runner, chasing his movements with my eyes.

It doesn't really make life easier. I was just watching.

Strange things began to happen.

“ ……! ”

Someone stares into the eyes of the retainer and is surprised. Then the gaze is contagious. I wonder why someone else would look back. It caused a chain action.

When some looked back at the maintenance, the runner also looked back at the maintenance. His pace slowed down. I stopped.

Silence spread like a wave. When the student who laughed so much until late, who was slow to notice, was surprised by the sudden silence, he closed his mouth, and all the students in the auditorium were looking at one place.

Who is he? What's wrong with them? Everyone has the same question. When no one could open their mouth.

Maintenance opened his mouth.

“At the front. ”

A dry voice echoes quietly in the quiet auditorium.

A student looked around and replied, frightened.

“Yes? Yes? Me? Me? ”

“Come out."

The cadet noticed the surrounding area and approached the keeper. His hands and legs trembled, so that he could see.

Kee gave him a plastic bag with a questionnaire and a fan.

And then I took my watch out of my pocket, and I saw the time, and I said,

“Give me three minutes. ”