The Ceramic People looked around dazedly at the shattered Single Ponytail, then turned their gazes to their "own kind."
A certain emotion seemed to spread through the crowd simultaneously.
Some sense of awe seemed to remain in their subconscious.
The small Twin Ponytails headpiece worn by Six became their new untouchable existence.
"Bang bang bang~"
The Ceramic Figurines scattered like birds and beasts, each running off again.
They resumed throwing plates, throwing food; everything returned to "normal."
It seemed the recent incident was merely an interlude for them.
...
Six shook her head, took steps, and walked toward Mono, soon arriving by his side.
Then, slowly extended a small hand.
Mono stared blankly.
On Six's head, she still wore the Twin Ponytails headpiece he had prepared for her.
Still the same smiling face, still the same hollow eyes; he couldn't see her expression.
Of course, although Mono could imagine that Six probably wouldn't have much of an expression right now either.
However, unlike the feeling of absurdity he felt when putting the headpiece on her earlier, Mono no longer dared to find her laughable.
Even if Six wearing the headpiece looked like a clown, she was absolutely not some comical, funny clown.
She was a terrifying clown!
...
Seeing Mono sitting motionless in a daze, Little Six spoke up:
"Mono..."
Could he be injured?
This concerned her somewhat.
Hearing Six's uniquely flat voice coming from beneath the Twin Ponytails mask, Mono snapped back to reality.
He looked again at the small hand extended before him.
It was these very hands that had just forcibly dismantled that Single Ponytail's shell.
Why could such small hands unleash such immense power?
Mono reached out his hand and took hold of Six's hand.
It was very cold, very soft—truly strange!
Six pulled Mono to his feet.
Mono rubbed his shoulder, saying as he did:
"Little Six, you did well this time, but remember to act faster next time, got it? I was almost killed by that ghostly thing just now."
Although his own performance had been somewhat lacking, Mono very naturally shifted the blame onto Six again.
Six stood motionless and didn't utter a sound.
Although he couldn't see her expression beneath the mask, Mono could guess.
Six was probably looking at him with a confused expression again.
He shook his head:
"Alright, let's go. Why are you spacing out?"
Mono patted the dust off his clothes and started walking.
Although there had been some unexpected events, they wouldn't affect their next destination.
Six silently followed behind Mono.
Passing by the edge of the Table, Mono kicked the empty shell head of the Single Ponytail away.
"Serves you right for messing with me!"
He cursed under his breath.
"Hurry up~"
Mono was the first to slide down from the Table.
Six jumped straight down.
The two slowly made their way through the Cafeteria again.
Mono noticed that the surrounding Ceramic Figurines seemed to be unconsciously avoiding them.
He couldn't help but glance at Six.
It must have been Six's actions earlier that intimidated these wild kids.
Indeed, when it came to ferocity, none here could match the Little Girl by his side, could they?
This was truly... heartening... news...
Along the way, many Ceramic Figurines were still continuously displaying their various talents.
They enthusiastically pawed at Tables, vigorously shook their heads, swayed, as if gone mad.
Some scribbled on walls, some swung baseball bats around wildly, some wrestled with each other, some with half-shattered heads still scurried about, some even climbed onto chandeliers and swung back and forth.
The scene before them could only be described as utter lawlessness.
Mono paid no mind to these little monsters, leading Six safely through the Cafeteria.
At the far end of the Cafeteria was a room.
Closing the door, Mono took off the ceramic headpiece he wore.
The headpiece made of ceramic was quite heavy.
And its breathability wasn't as good as his paper bag.
Six also took off her headpiece, revealing her placid face.
Besides the entrance door, the room had another door at the back.
Mono walked to the back door, pressed his head against the doorframe, and listened for a while.
"Someone?"
He heard faint footsteps.
Without much thought, Mono could guess who the owner of these footsteps—the sound of high heels tapping on wooden boards—was.
Who else could it be but the only big "living person" in this school, the epitome of wisdom and beauty, the Neck Person Teacher?
"How did this ghostly thing get over here?"
"Mono... what's wrong."
Six had been watching Mono the whole time.
"Shh, Little Six, see that button up there? When I say press, you jump up and press it, understand?"
Mono said to Six.
He had already figured out what place was behind the door.
Beyond the Cafeteria was the Neck Person Teacher's Laboratory.
Or rather, the brain storage room.
Mono's memory of the areas traversed in this game was still quite vivid.
For no other reason than the word 'brains.'
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