Mirai came late. One minute after the last student. A dead-on-time arrival based on his own timekeeping would cause at least some frustration to Yachiyo-sensei and friends - and it was utterly deliberate. There was enough time for him to make them fuming. He had left it till the death so that Yachiyo could only grow angry. It was no fun keeping people comfortable and safe from anyone and their particular brand of fun.

He uttered a loud sigh. He was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed at his waist and a bored smile on his face. His eyes were staring at everything he could perceive, from the uniforms to the various equipment lying about.

For him, there was something about playing with the concept of time that reminded him rather strongly of being a young kid again. There was enough entertainment in that to keep him happy for a while.