[URGENT] HOW TO DISPOSE OF A CORPSE AT SCHOOL [ONE MALE]

CID

It was early summer, and two students were standing on the school rooftop.

One was a stunning girl with hair like polished silver.

The other was an unremarkable boy with black hair—me.

"The whole thing feels like there was a lot more going on behind the scenes, but officially, the case is closed," the girl said. "Still, my sister is getting ready to put together a specialized task force for the investigation. I’m planning to help out, so this is really just the beginning."

"Don't overdo it," I replied.

"Anyway, you’ve been cleared of all suspicion. Sorry for all the trouble I put you through."

"I mean, it’s fine, but..."

A breeze swept between us, catching the hem of her skirt and revealing a flash of pale thighs.

"It’s freaking hot out here. Can we go inside?"

It was a beautiful day, but the midday sun was absolutely relentless. Our shadows stretched thick and dark across the concrete, and I could already hear the distant, buzzing drone of summer cicadas.

"Wait. There are two things I wanted to tell you."

"Out here?"

"Out here."

She narrowed her eyes and looked up at the blue sky.

"First... I figured I should say thank you. For everything. A while back, you told me you liked my sword. It’s a bit late, but... thanks."

"Don't mention it. Seriously."

"I’ve finally come to like my own swordsmanship. Not that it’s thanks to you or anything."

"Was that last part really necessary?"

"It’s the truth."

Our eyes met for a second. I was the one who looked away first.

"Well, whatever. If you like it now, I guess that’s all that matters."

"I suppose it is," she said with a small smile.

"So, what was the second thing?"

"Well, we’ve been pretending to date this whole time, right? But since Zenon ended up dead because of this whole mess..."

"Right. Which means I’m finally off the hook."

"Actually, I have a proposal."

She seemed to struggle with the words, looking uncharacteristically hesitant.

"If... if you’re okay with it..."

Her red eyes darted around nervously.

"I was thinking maybe we could try continuing this relationship for a little longer."

Her voice was barely a whisper.

I gave her my most refreshing, protagonist-tier smile.

"I refuse."

Then, I flipped her the bird.

With a graceful shing, she drew her sword.

That evening, a student visiting the rooftop discovered a massive amount of blood splattered across the floor.

Despite the sheer volume of blood shed, there wasn't a body to be found anywhere. Even after a full investigation of the students and staff, no one was reported missing or even seriously injured. The case remained an absolute mystery.

Later on, this incident would be whispered about as one of the School’s Seven Wonders: The Murder Case Without a Corpse.