Smash the Office of Education Doors and Make the Superintendent Cry

We approached the Office of Education's complaints desk.

We drew a queue ticket and waited a little.

Fidget-fidget-.

While we waited, our cheeks became Aunt's playthings.

At last, when it was our turn, Mom stepped forward first.

“Hello.”

“Hello. What can I do for you?”

“It looks like my child won't be able to complete ordinary elementary schooling, so I came to apply for designation as a gifted-education special-case student.”

“Huh? Gifted... what's that...?”

The clerk at the window paused for a moment...