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A Wild Plot Appears!
WHAT: Just a little scribble-scrabble.
WHERE: Chitoku Academy front gate
WHEN: Monday, May 15th, after classes, but before club activities.
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By the time classes were over, a small but growing group of students had already gathered at the front gate of Chitoku Academy. Rumors, as they were wont to do, had spread fast, and student after student left their final classes of the day to see just what had happened.
Nothing was visible until they stepped outside the school property. There, on the fine stone wall on either side of the school's wrought iron gate, was what they had been looking for.
Various slogans were scrawled on the stone in what appeared to be red spray paint. Notably, most of the words written were not in hiragana, katakana, or kanji, but rather English. Those who cared to look saw phrases such as “REMEMBER NANJING!” and “WE NEED ARTICLE IX!”
Perhaps most notably, though, the flagpole standing alongside the gate no longer flew the Rising Sun Flag that had been adopted by the current government. In its place was the more traditional Hinomaru, the red circle emblazoned proudly on the white background, along with a second flag, identifiable by at least some in the crowd as bearing the emblem of the United Nations.
Staff milled around, doing its level best to disperse the students, and send them off to their dorms, homes, or club activities, but there was a notable sense of unease in the air...
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What was this? Chloe stared at the writing on the wall, looked up at the flags... who would have done this? Admittedly, she wasn't sure what Article IX referred to, but she had a bit of knowledge on Nanjing. Her mother had glossed over it with her during one of her talks about work.
The German merely stood there, staring at the words. What could this mean? Given how prestigious this school was, how had someone been able to comit such vandalism without anyone else noticing them? All these questions mulled around in the German's mind and, for just a moment, she forgot about the stares that always came with her presence.
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