Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

The journey has not been smooth.

The elder walking towards her looked somewhat familiar, his expression a mixture of joy and excitement, yet also a hint of sadness. She couldn't help but glance at him a few more times.

Oh, I see. This expression should be called obscure.

She's so young; she's definitely never seen her before.

Perhaps it's because I've met the person's father or grandfather that I think they look alike.

Those two extra glances successfully drew the attention of the other person, whose senses were keen.

However, even someone who isn't particularly perceptive could notice—the corridor was only occupied by the two of them who were about to pass each other.

"Student," the elder with sharp eyes stopped and called out to Rui Bu Si, "is that your homework for Plant Science?"

...She felt it could be different.

The young elder spoke gently.

Perhaps he thought Rui Bu Si was silent because she was afraid and wanted to alleviate that fear, or perhaps it was because he was in a generally good mood, but in any case, he asked on a whim, "Can I take a look?"

Not really.

He asked in a very low voice, "Elder, is it alright if we don't give it to you?"

The answer is obviously no.

From the moment he received her homework, the elder's smile gradually disappeared, and his brows began to furrow.

Accompanying this was her heartbeat quickening.

That was an assignment she wrote herself.

This was done perfunctorily in order to complete the system's tasks.

Unable to seek outside help and pressed for time, she was initially very patient in flipping through the book and analyzing each question one by one. But after a while, she didn't want to flip through it anymore... Oh, in this situation, imagination often comes in very handy.

Actually, quite a long time has passed, but the old lady only recently received it.

His name was written on the homework sheet, and he handed it back without seeming to reprimand her: "Rui Bu Si, are you Mr. Zhong Lisi's student?"

Oh, it seems this elder knows the old lady, and they even seem to have a good relationship.

Rui Bu Si nodded.

"Don't be afraid. Learning is not something that can be accomplished overnight. Neither the teachers nor the elders will blame you for this." He still seemed gentle. "Rui Bu Si, I've remembered your name. I hope you'll have made progress when you greet Teacher Zhong Lisi next time."

She thought to herself that the old woman might not remember who she was.

Oh, but you might remember it after being asked twice.

He nodded numbly, said goodbye, and slipped away, only to encounter another elder after taking a few steps.

I don't know them either.

This time she didn't stare at anyone.

She swore that she looked at the ground the whole time and didn't look at anything else.

But they were still stopped.

"Hey kid, what are you holding in your hand?"

"...My few sheets of paper." It seems like things aren't going well for me to go out today.

An unknown elder reached out his hand.

Rui Bu Si: ...

"You can show it to Elder Fest, but not to me?"

That's not it.

It cannot be shown to you, nor to Elder Fest.

This elder was clearly not as gentle as the other elder.

After reading the assignment on the paper, his brows furrowed even deeper, and his expression became even more unpleasant.

"If this kind of homework were at our Ximeng Academy, we would definitely be required to redo it. The requirements of Meng Academy are too low."

“Elder,” she said, taking her assignment back, “this is the assignment that I was asked to redo.”

The elder's complexion seemed even worse.

"Your name is 'Rui Bu Si'?"

"Hmm." How about she changes her name?

This name seems to bring bad luck for a long time to come.

"I remember you."

what?

One elder has already remembered my name today, so there's no need for a second one.

"The knowledge you gain will stay with you for life, how can you be so perfunctory?!"

"I know I was wrong."

That's strange, that's impossible. She learned it more than two hundred years ago and doesn't even remember who her teacher was.

Fortunately, this elder was not the principal of Meng Academy, and fortunately, she was not a student of Ximeng.

The elder, who seemed to be in a hurry, left with an even more displeased expression.

"Speaking of which, the current principal of Moe Academy doesn't seem to like wandering around the campus."

This is good.

Otherwise, given her current misfortune, this assignment would probably be taken away and criticized by a third person.

I originally planned to find a trash can by the roadside and put my homework in it.

But then he remembered that Elder Fest had said he would ask the old woman about her situation.

Elders are usually very busy, so they probably don't have that much free time.

But she felt that the two elders she encountered belonged to the remaining 20%.

It seems this assignment wasn't destined to fail.

I looked at it sadly and sighed. Oh well, I'll just put it back in the dorm for now.

"classmate?"

That voice sounded so familiar.

What exactly happened today?

"Hello teacher."

Why did I run into the old lady on this road? Shouldn't she be either in her office or in the staff dormitory?

“I remember you were one of the people who were made to stand in the teachers’ office as punishment before.”

"……Yes."

what happened?

Isn't it said that the old lady doesn't chat with students outside of class?

"Is this the assignment that was returned for rewriting?"

"Yes."

"Your attitude is very good, Ruibusi." She took the homework, glanced at the name, and didn't look at the contents. "Many students secretly stuff their returned homework into the trash can and then tell me that they accidentally lost it."

Rui Bu Si: ...

She suddenly felt physically uncomfortable when her name was called.

I think I should consult Rui Rui for a fortune telling and ask her if there are any ways to avoid disaster.

"Are you going to the library now? Plant science isn't a difficult subject. I believe you'll definitely make progress with your efforts."

What a kind old lady, so different from her stern demeanor during class.

"I know the teacher."

These are just a few ordinary sheets of paper.

After turning to the library, Rui Bu Si carefully checked it over to make sure that no prank magic had been cast on it.

Facebook's conclusion after reviewing the data was also that there was no such case.

"Oh dear, I'm just unlucky, and I have to blame it on a few pieces of paper."

"Hey, Miya Star, don't touch my things!"

Damn it, why do I keep running into people I don't want to see today!

This homework assignment has definitely been subjected to some kind of prank spell by the uncle, it's just that they haven't found out yet!

"What's wrong?" I've never seen her so nervous before.

Besides, she always touches his things without permission.

He dodged her hand as she tried to snatch it back, glanced casually at the contents of the paper, and then looked at the name on the assignment in disbelief.

"Is this really your homework?"

That doesn't make sense, don't they usually do their homework together?

Even with her own guidance, Rui Bu Si's performance wasn't very good, but...

Is his teaching level really that bad?