Within Sirkus Middle School, stalls were set up for the annual Red Leaf Festival, which were handled by the students.
Citizens of the city, young and old alike, flocked to the festival to enjoy the food, games, and performances.
It was an open house throughout the entire day.
Winter holiday hadn't started at Sirkus Middle School just yet. It usually started one month later than Irio, for example.
Within a book stall, which sold everything from classic novels to children's picture books, there was no activity as everyone just ignored it as if it didn't exist.
Seated by the stall, the bowl-cut boy in a striped shirt was engrossed in a book, unaware of the bustling world around him.
At that moment, one of the stall's poles suddenly snapped in half, causing the pointy-roofed roof to tilt dangerously.
It looked like it was about to collapse.
"Huh?"
Neal looked above, and his round eyes widened in surprise.
"Hey, hey, hey, what is this?"
