All of his peers were great peers. After lunch—or rather, afternoon tea—they all stayed behind to help clean up the mess. The only one who was far from a good person was that spartan teacher.
Once he had eaten his fill, that man had slipped away with several bags of freshly baked cookies, eating some and taking the rest.
By the time everyone woke up the next day and left Jujutsu High to head off to their respective missions, not a single person had figured out where on earth that man had gotten his information.
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