Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Rui Busi did not go straight back to her dormitory.

Considering that I don't have many classes after today, and I don't really want to go out again, I finally decided to go to the cafeteria to buy some bread first.

Only at times like these would she miss Xia Guanglei quite a bit.

"If only my older brother were here," she said, holding the bread with a sigh. "If he were here, at least we could have some snacks now."

And not just plain bread.

Unfortunately, because he was once a member of the Dark Clan and had been an undercover agent at the Moe Academy, students who knew about it still looked at him with strange eyes.

Adding to the fact that Director Pa was always worried that this was another conspiracy by the Dark Clan, Xia Guanglei didn't want to continue living under so much prejudice, so he finally decided to accept Principal Kendrick's suggestion and go to Beimeng.

He would occasionally send letters back.

It seems like he's doing quite well in Beimeng.

"Eh?"

A strong gust of wind blew up her loose hair, which covered her face and nearly caused her to drop the bread she was holding.

Did something just flash past her?

It seems they're heading in the direction of the library.

I could faintly hear the alarm coming from the library.

Before she could figure it out, Director Pa led a group of people from the direction of the library toward her office, looking rather disappointed.

The faint alarm sounds also stopped.

"Illusion?"

She took two steps forward, and another strong gust of wind blew past her from behind, heading towards the library.

This time, Rui Bu Si was certain that the alarm sounded first, followed by the wind.

Having taken only a couple of steps up the stairs, he heard a noise and turned around. A puzzled Director Pa was leading a group of people from the same place to the same place, his steps noticeably weaker than before.

"Wow." That's pretty fast.

I just can't tell what they're doing.

When she returned to the dormitory, Ya Ya was feeding the ducks snacks.

I placed the bread on the table and casually asked, "Why did you open so many duck snacks today?"

I regretted it as soon as I asked.

Ya Ya has been a bit sentimental lately.

Rui Bu Si couldn't be sure if her words had once again touched a nerve with the other person.

"Little Radish, I just went to the infirmary."

It seems not yet.

"Hmm," she thought of all the caring words she could think of, "Are you feeling alright? Did Head Nurse Big Sweetie say anything about needing any magic potion? Do you need warm water, sugar, or anything else?"

“Head Nurse Datian said my neck was sore because the duck was always nestled on my head,” Ya Ya said, looking very upset. “She told me not to put the duck on my head for a while, and to wait until it loses weight before putting it on my head again.”

"So you're...?" Fighting poison with poison?

Is this method effective for weight loss?

Or perhaps the duck breed is unique?

"I checked the date, and the duck snacks are about to expire if we don't eat them soon." After putting down the empty bag, she picked up another unopened bag of snacks. Duck's small, round eyes were full of the snacks that Ya Ya had picked up.

Its little brain doesn't support its intelligence enough to understand the reasons behind having so many snacks.

All it knows is that its owner seems to have amnesia and always forgets that it has been fed, while it now has an endless supply of snacks.

I patted the duck's head, and the duck nuzzled its head against my palm affectionately: "You can lose weight anytime, but it's not good if the snacks expire."

Looking again at the scattered packaging bags by the bed, Rui Bu Si was unsure: "Won't it be bad for Ya Ya's stomach to eat all of this in one day?"

“No,” Ya Ya shook her head. “I didn’t feed her today, so the same amount of snacks is about the same.”

"The thought of it having to lose weight and not being able to eat duck snacks for a long time makes me very sad," she said, wiping away tears and sniffing. "Maybe it's because love makes me feel indebted."

Rui Bu Si doesn't understand whether love always makes her feel indebted.

But even so.

"Your daughter's weight..." Even if you put it into a mathematical formula and take the square root, it wouldn't be a problem at all.

Duck is a solid duck.

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small theater.

Before the magic physics exam.

“Hey, this is another calculation problem,” Mi Yaxing said, utterly bewildered as to why such a simple calculation would result in such frequent errors. “Why don’t you just look up at the sky when you need to do calculations during the exam?”

"Why does this action help with thinking?" Rui Bu Si answered weakly.

"Because human calculations are no match for divine calculations."

He had only glanced at it before, but after looking at it carefully again, he realized that it was not just a simple calculation error, but the same calculation that he had done many times and made the same mistake many times.

"...I didn't want to make a mistake either." But the pen had its own answer to write.

Miya Xing sighed and grabbed the other person's collar to make her sit up: "Let's go for a walk, grab a drink, and then continue when we get back?"

I already regret agreeing to teach her monster science.

But so many classmates saw it. If Rui Bu Si didn't do well on the test, wouldn't it make him seem incompetent?

"Great!" It's so good to be able to catch my breath!

She regretted making the bet with Kenny and then asking Mia Xing to teach her how to do the problems.

How terrifying! The way Zhizhixing teaches is truly terrifying.

It even made her feel that losing to Ginny was no big deal.

“Oh, right,” he said, pulling out another set of questions. “These are the questions I got from Ukunana. I did them once, and she explained them to me, but I still don’t understand some of them.”

Having already endured so much suffering, how could I possibly fail the Ginny test?!

It was just that being in the same room with Naya made it a little hard to concentrate, and since that was what I had been learning during the day, it wasn't so much that I didn't understand what Ukunana was saying, but rather that I was just daydreaming and didn't hear a word she said.

It's good that he has the desire to learn. He took the questions and glanced at them. Before he could say anything, Rui Busi, who had noticed that his expression seemed a little off after spending the last few days with him, snatched the questions back.

"Finish your drink before you read it," she suggested earnestly, quickly tossing the paper onto the table and weighing it down with a book.

"Hey, Miya Xing." As they walked, she cautiously tugged at Miya Xing's sleeve.

"what?"

Why don't you just yell at me a couple of times?

Even though her complexion wasn't good these past few days, Miya Xing remained incredibly patient.

"I'm worried you might get upset and cause some problems. Director Pa will give you a demerit and make you stand as punishment, which is quite tiring." If Director Pa is busy, it's fine, but if he's free... there's no guarantee that Director Pa won't personally supervise her while she's being made to stand as punishment.

"..." The initial sense of relief vanished without a trace.