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I take the emptiest hallways that I can think of, trying to come up with a way to get out of here as fast as possible. But no matter how frantically I search for ideas, I can’t find any useful ones. I know that I have to run as fast as I can, if I don’t want anyone to realize that I’m gone. I just hope Kir didn’t set out an alarm already. That he just thought I needed to be alone for a while and that’s why I left his office. But my mentor is a very intuitive person … I can only beg the universe that he doesn’t know what I’m up to. The moment I walk outside the high school building, I take a look over my shoulder. Beelzebub isn’t very comfortable in my arms, but I don’t want to risk it. I’m not putting her down until I’m not sure that no one’s going to chase after us. She meows in protest