The security guards and teachers were also confused when they watched the surveillance video.

The child's behavior did seem wrong, as if he was in danger, but they checked all the surrounding surveillance cameras and found nothing, as if the child was acting alone.

Jingguang also noticed this. He looked down at the silent child in his arms and suddenly asked him: "Takashi, I will ask you again, and I hope you can answer me honestly. Did you break the glass yourself? Whether it was intentional or unintentional, I just want to ask you one question, did you break it?"

He emphasized the word "personally" very heavily and clearly.

The teacher standing by changed her expression a little. She thought the father wanted to shirk responsibility.

I wanted to say something, but under Jingguang's gaze, I swallowed it back for some reason.

I always have an inexplicable feeling of guilt and dare not speak or interrupt.

Should I tell him...will he believe it if I tell him?

Natsume Takashi was silent for a long time before he mustered up the courage to speak honestly again.

Every trust he showed hundreds of years ago left him bruised and battered.

"I didn't break it myself, but I did have a role to play in it."

If he hadn't seen that "guy", that guy wouldn't have noticed him, and if he hadn't noticed him, he would have probably just left...

It's all his fault, why should I look at that guy?

When he questioned whether he could see it, why was he so scared that he couldn't move his eyes away and pretend he didn't see it...

"But I didn't mean it. I'm not a bad kid!"

Natsume Takashi nervously grabbed the corner of Jingguang's clothes, his forehead was sweating from nervousness, his pupils were trembling but he still looked at Jingguang without blinking.

The whole room fell silent. The teacher and the security guard looked at each other, not daring to speak.

Atobe Kagemitsu suddenly chuckled, "What are you talking about? How could I not trust you? Since you said it wasn't you, then it definitely wasn't you, my child, of course I believe you and I will never lie!!!"

The child's eyes were full of begging for trust and fear of loss. He was not lying, Jingguang could see it.

He might be hiding something, but he wasn't the type of kid to damage things.

Natsume Takashi covered his forehead which was red from being hit by Uncle Jingguang, with tears in his eyes. His fair little face was slightly red, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he smiled a little foolishly.

It feels so good to be trusted by others.

"But sir, our greenhouse..."

Natsume Takashi's homeroom teacher couldn't help but look anxious.

Jingguang looked at her and said, "Teacher Nohara, I know that the greenhouse was not built by my child himself. You can actually see from the surveillance that although it runs around everywhere, it doesn't have any tools that can damage the greenhouse."

"But......"

Jing Guang shook his head and said, "I will pay for the reconstruction of the flower house, but there is one thing you need to do. You have to clarify this matter to the whole school. My child is not the naughty one. The flower house was just broken due to an accident. It has nothing to do with him. I don't want any bad comments to appear on campus."

Nohara-sensei has actually watched the video more than once. It is precisely because there is no direct evidence that it was Natsume who broke it.

Moreover, it would be strange for a normal primary school student to break the tempered glass with his bare hands.

In addition, although Natsume has only been here for a short week, he is a very well-behaved child. He is the kind of child who attends classes seriously and is obedient, and is deeply loved by the teachers.

"Okay, I understand."