All day, Dazai had been on edge. He wasn 't stressed or worried or anything like that '

no,

he was on edge because the

teachers

were on edge.

It wasn 't five minutes into his first lecture of the day when Dazai noticed Professor Flitwick 's eyes scanning the students like he was hunting something down. It took a moment with how that headache was still pounding on in the back of his skull, but eventually Dazai realized:

they were worried.

As far as the staff knew, someone unknown had killed the troll and it wasn 't one of them. There was little more dangerous than someone powerful sneaking under your nose undetected.