Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

As soon as class started, Ruibusi began to hate herself intensely.

Why did it recover so quickly?

Why can't we stay in the infirmary a little longer?

Why come to the classroom for class instead of going back to the dormitory?

Is she really that passionate about learning?

On the podium, Director Pa was talking at length about the pronunciation of the word "demon," while she secretly yawned from her seat.

I just woke up, but I'm sleepy again.

Few can make a course as boring as magic physics, and in this respect, Director Parr is clearly very successful, even slightly better.

As the course progressed, the noise from various voices in the classroom grew louder and louder.

Just as he was about to pronounce the word "demon" on the blackboard in its sixth way, Director Pa slammed his pointer on the table in displeasure:

"Hey! What's all the noise about in class?"

What's wrong with this year's students? Their magical abilities are all over the place, and they can't even follow classroom rules properly.

What did he just hear someone say?

"Is the character '魔' (demon) difficult to learn?"

He only taught his first lesson and taught just a few words, yet some people already found it difficult to learn?

The students who had been chattering below fell silent at this moment.

Director Pa slammed his pointer hard on the blackboard once again.

"What's so difficult about it? It's been this difficult for so many years, okay?"

Don't talk nonsense with your eyes wide open. The study of the word "demon" is very easy to learn!

Furthermore, the study of magic characters is not the kind of subject that requires a long time to learn. I've been teaching magic characters for many years, so I know better than anyone how easy it is to learn.

That's utter nonsense. It's been this difficult for years; what's so difficult about it?

Even Genny wouldn't deliberately cause trouble for the teacher at a time like this.

The classroom was as quiet as if it were on holiday. Director Pa read the word "demon" on the blackboard again.

Okay, now we have a sixth pronunciation.

"Sometimes you need to look for the reasons within yourself. It's been so long since school started, have you been working hard? Have you been studying properly?"

“Student Rui Busi”.

Lost in thought, she slowly stood up from her seat.

"Judging from your confident demeanor, come and read these words about demons to them."

For the first time in this class, her gaze was fixed on the blackboard.

Director Pa stood on the podium, his eyes fixed on this side. His two friends, whom he couldn't rely on, sat up straighter than anyone else. At times like this, they couldn't depend on the useless dog system.

What a precarious situation! She should have kept her head down earlier. Why pretend to listen attentively in class? Now she has no choice but to force herself to do it.

A few seconds later—

"Yes, that's right, very standard pronunciation."

With a half-relief in her voice, Director Pa walked to her seat, intending to praise her, but a glance at Rui Rui, who was daydreaming, made her swallow her breath back down.

"RuiRui, please read those 'demon' characters on the blackboard again!"

The sound of the pointer hitting the desk wasn't loud, but Rui Rui, who was thinking about something else, was startled by the quiet sound.

Fortunately, thanks to Xia Guanglei's reminder, the matter was resolved without serious incident.

Ginny and Lamb, who were in their seats, gaped.

Rui Bu Si and Xia Guang Lei both know how to pronounce these "demon" characters, and they both use the same pronunciation, which is different from the six pronunciations mentioned by Director Pa.

The two looked at each other, neither of them remembering the other.

"We're all learning this for the first time, so why are you two so amazing?"

Raising her neck almost to the sky, Rui Bu Si spoke in a profound and enigmatic tone:

"It's a talent, there's nothing you can do about it."

Genny: ...

Oh, I'm so itchy, my hands are suddenly so itchy.

Xia Guanglei just smiled and said, "Actually, learning the Demon Character isn't difficult. I just happened to run into someone who knew it today, so I was lucky."

lucky?

A thought crossed Rui Bu Si's mind, and she was about to say something when Rui Rui, who came to express her gratitude, interrupted her.

"Thank you so much just now."

If she doesn't answer, Director Pa will definitely nag her for a long time in a fit of anger, and she might even have to write a self-criticism in the end.

"It's alright, it's alright. Actually, if Rui Bu Si hadn't read it aloud before, I might not have known the answer either."

And so, Rui Bu Si easily received her first thank you of the day.

Her gaze toward Xia Guanglei was noticeably more ardent than before.

"You just said you were lucky," Rui Rui said, licking her lips after she left, her hands moving nervously under the table, revealing her anticipation. "And your financial luck too?"

Unfortunately, under such scrutiny, Xia Guanglei shook his head: "I don't have any money on me."

"puff--"

A sharp gaze pierced the person who had laughed, while Miya Xing looked completely innocent.

"What I was just trying to say was that there's nothing wrong with the six pronunciations that Director Pa made."

Obviously, this cannot be used as a reason for him to let out that suppressed laughter.

She squinted, her eyes full of skepticism: "Is this funny?"

"Isn't it interesting and something to laugh about that a single word can have many pronunciations?"

Genny and Lamb tried to laugh out loud at this—well, the feedback was that it wasn't funny.

I feel like crying.

“Look,” Mia Xing pointed to Kenny and Lambo’s smiles, which were more like cries, “they’re smiling, aren’t they?”

It seems so. Rui Bu Si frowned in confusion. Have people's sense of humor become this strange these days?

With Xia Guanglei's help, completing the good deed became much easier than before.

Although she wasn't the one who did the most hard work before.

Saving a lot of time, Rui Bu Si squatted down next to the toy store owner early this morning.

How many times has this happened in recent times? The boss glanced at her, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides.

In the end, he just sighed.

"I don't want your money anymore, and stop hanging around in front of my shop."

“Oh,” she shifted her feet slightly, her eyes fixed on the children trying out the toys, “but I’m not the one who owes money.”

What does it have to do with her what other people owe her? She only paid back the money because her friends were being kind!

"...Those children are about to go to class."

"Hmm?" Finally looking away, she looked at the boss with a puzzled expression. "But I don't have any classes after this."

Taking a deep breath, he couldn't take it anymore: "I need a cigarette!"

I only have a tiny bit of time each day to have one, and that's already taken up by this kid who popped up out of nowhere.

"Oh~, go ahead and smoke," she said with a smile. "Hehe, I'll report you."

He took several deep breaths and picked out a damaged toy from the small basket and handed it to her.

From which remote corner did this school recruit this student this year?

"For me?"

"Yes." They were already cheap, and defective products would be even harder to sell. It's perfect for getting rid of her.

"That boy came to see you, right?"

Ok?

She turned around and saw Miya Xing walking towards her from a distance.

Turning around, he sincerely praised:

"Boss, you have a really good eye."

Strange, what could Miya Xing possibly want with her?

Could it be that he likes to come here to buy toys or children's snacks, and she just happened to run into him today?

Oh, she must be so embarrassed!

"He's the Cute Knight, right?"

Huh? The boss knows quite a lot.

"I'm running a shop here, not living in seclusion."

It's a headache. He rarely makes decisions he regrets in his life, but his biggest regret right now is selling the game console to this person.

"Don't blame me for not warning you, stay away from those cute knights, don't get too close."