Chapter 35She gasped, her head thrown backwards, the ceiling brought into view as she blinked again and again, trying to understand what had happened and where she now was.
It took her a long moment to register that she was once more at home, and when she did, she snapped her head around, her gaze searching out Shizuka and Bear #020, and only when reassured that they too were safe did she turn towards the unreadable presence of her cram school teacher, looking at them with fierce accusation.
“What was that?” she demanded.
“Failure,” Christmas said, looking displeased. “That was failure.”
“Failure?” Genjo asked in alarm.
Their strange guest rose from their chair, standing up and turning away, approaching the window, the sound of their movements obscuring the gentle whispers of the radi
