Identifying the gangs in front of the house. Receiving a gift as the student representative. > Bonds Gallery

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It is in front of a shabby house.

Young men are gathering.

They are gangs.

- 17 or more for the first round

- 24 or more for the second round

It seems they are referring to a target to eliminate from the opposing side.

It is evening and dark. Many gang members are starting to gather.

- I thought we would be digging the ground, but it is a relief that wasn't the case.

The young men discuss strategy with each other.

They are going to fight, to go to war.

It seems they leaked information by pretending to approach them while digging the ground.

A mid-level boss passes by. At that, they stop talking and

lower their heads.

I am scared. I am hiding somewhere.

They must not discover me.

They are holding knives or weapons.

I am hiding in the ground beneath them, but I am not hiding physically;

It seems I am hiding as an astral or consciousness.

I am listening to their conversation from beside them in a non-physical way. It looks like he is hiding inside that shabby house over there, having hugged the women earlier.

I am scared and cautious, afraid of being caught.

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I am taking over a house. I am buying the house outright.

Things for sale and things not for sale are mixed together here.

Actually, I bought the house specifically to purchase these two things.

I sort them out.

I store the items for sale on the left and the items not for sale on the right.

There are piles of things like square sticks and small boards.

I sort them out.

- I need to distinguish what they are; shouldn't I at least write down a phone number?

- I'm just going to keep them anyway... is this becoming too much work?

I think.

I'm thinking about what to do: just set aside the items for sale, leave the ones for storage as they are, or label them and organize them...

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The male student next to me and I carry away all the results we created.

And then I place this on the table in front.

They are giving me every single result of the work the male students have created, without exception.

It seems like they are sharing.

Female students are standing across from the table.

They accept everything we give them.

Then, a female student on the left hands me a bundle of drawing paper or paper placed on a wide tray.

Then, another female student next to her gives her a look.

I wonder, "We shared everything with everyone first, so what are these girls planning to do?"

On the wide rectangular tray, several sheets of work made using thick drawing paper are piled high.

Come to think of it, I know instinctively that I am the representative of the students here.

I am representing the students of this place.

That is why they are giving me what they have worked on.

They present it to me in a large tray, as if I were receiving a major award.

- A curious friend

- My name

- My name

- Contact information

The text is carved into thick drawing paper like this.

It is a method where spray lacquer is applied through the carved holes to engrave the letters.

They made several sheets like this.

I examine them one by one... Come to think of it, several female students have carved my name in their own unique styles.

Wow~ They all put so much care into making these.

I can feel their sincerity.

But at the end, I see a thick book of test papers bound with thin paper.

They have been graded. These female students even graded them.

However, almost none of them are correct. It is not my handwriting.

They have written down the correct answers.

I am dumbfounded because I got so many wrong.

Feeling embarrassed - hahaha... Oh dear... I can't help but laugh.

I feel a little ashamed.

I slowly examine the test papers to the very end. There are a few that I got right here and there,

and even the questions about 3D structures that I'm good at...

Come to think of it, I didn't circle anything I got right. It looks like the answers I wrote were in pencil.

The ones written in blue ballpoint pen or a different handwriting are the correct answers.

- I guess... considering how many I got wrong... how will the teacher handle this?

- I think they'll make me study this test paper again, then have me retake it and pass me.