Unspeakable bubbles

After all, the ball is about to begin, and there aren't many students in the academy like Misato who seem to be lost in thought all day long.

However, while they were preoccupied with the ball, Misato was thinking about something far more dangerous than the ball!

"Pay attention to the time. Don't let the end of get out of class be a blank sheet of paper in front of you." The teacher reminded the distracted student as he walked past him.

"Uh, I, I understand." Misato seemed to have just come to her senses.

She secretly glanced at the girl in the next seat, trying to figure out what the teacher had asked them to draw in this class.

'A sketch?'

Moreover, it appears to be a self-portrait.

'trouble.'

Misato muttered to herself, picked up her pencil, and prepared to scribble a few lines to get by.

"Huh?" Before she had even drawn a few strokes, Misato looked at the outline of the girl on the paper and her heart stirred.

'How about we use a painting instead?'

Misato stopped what she was doing and fell into a moment of thought.

If no better idea came up, Misato originally planned to replace the innocent girl with a doll.

However, thinking about it carefully, placing a doll in the center of a summoning circle in the middle of the night, and surrounding it with all sorts of strange things...

This scene is really quite frightening.

Misato twirled the pencil in her hand, and after hesitating for a long time, the scales in her heart gradually tipped.

"Let's just draw it. Draw a girl on paper, that will do."

"Those of you who haven't finished yet, hurry up, there are still ten minutes left before get out of class ends."

"Five minutes before the end of get out of class, I will score each of your works, and this score will be an important basis for your final grade."

After the art teacher gave a reminder, she focused her attention on Misato.

"Especially those students who daydream in class, the teacher will check your work first."

"Wow!" Misato exclaimed, her eyes wide.

There are ten minutes left in get out of class, and they'll start checking five minutes before then...

Well, I only have five minutes left!

Ignoring everything else, Misato quickly started drawing on the paper.

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"It has a very abstract style. If you had spent more time, Misato, it definitely wouldn't have gotten this score."

The teacher wrote a five on the paper with a red pen, and then added a zero next to it.

"Fifty, fifty points, isn't that a failing grade?"

Misato said helplessly, "Could you give me ten more points?"

"Pay close attention in the next class."

The teacher shook his head. "I'll keep your sketch for now and add points based on your future performance."

"Ah, I will try my best!" Misato exclaimed.

"But, um, could you please return my painting to me first? I have a very important use for it."

"Very useful?" The art teacher frowned and said, "Are you sure? If you take it back, you won't get any extra points."

"Uh"

Misato gave a dry laugh: "Well, then forget it."

'Ugh, this is troublesome; I have to draw it all over again.'

'Hmm, I wonder if any kind person would lend me one of her paintings.'

Misato thought for a moment, then her gaze involuntarily fell on a little girl with braids.

If we disregard Hisa's painting, then the only one in the class who might give her their painting is Bubble.

"Hmm?" The little girl suddenly turned around and looked straight at Misato.

'I can feel this, I can feel this!'

Startled, Misato winked at Bubble and mouthed, "I'll find you after class."

Seeing the little girl nod happily, Misato couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Come to think of it, I haven't chatted with Bubble at all these past few days.

Although Miss Bella's departure had put her in a bad mood.

However, it cannot be denied that I am indeed avoiding bubbles.

'There's nothing I can do about it. After seeing that scene on the grassland, how could I possibly communicate with Bubble the same way as before?'

'Although I didn't show it, I was genuinely afraid of her from the bottom of my heart.'

Misato waited silently until the end of get out of class. When she saw the little girl get up from her seat, she immediately put on a smile.

"Bubble!"

"Oh dear, what bad luck! I got caught daydreaming in class." Misato quickly walked over to the little girl.

"Good children should listen carefully in class, otherwise they will fail the final exam."

"Uh, stop talking. My painting only got a score of fifty. I don't think it's that bad."

Misato said sullenly, "The worst thing is that the teacher actually took away my sketch, which I really liked."

"Bubble, let me see your drawing."

"Give!"

Misato took a look and immediately burst out laughing.

On the white paper was a roughly drawn cartoon-style girl with round, bright eyes...

Eye……

Those eyes are so big!

"Bubble, the eyes you drew are so unique."

Misato suppressed a laugh: "Could I borrow your painting for two days? I'll return it after the ball."

"Oh."

Bubble casually said, "If Misato likes it, Bubble's drawing is yours."

"Just borrow it for a bit, I'll return it to you after I satisfy my boredom and curiosity." Misato shrugged.

"Miri, the ball is starting in a couple of days, do you have a dance partner?"

The little girl said expectantly, "If not yet, let's dance with Bubble that day!"

"..."

"Um, Bubble, I don't actually really like dancing..."

Seeing the girl's disappointed expression, Misato immediately said, "However, I have a lovely junior who happens to be available."

"I'll go talk to her for you. If it's Bubble, she'll definitely be happy to."

"Okay!"

Section 278, Chapter 277: Summoning

Amidst the eager anticipation of countless students, the Unicorn Academy's ball is finally about to begin today!

Bubble noticed the changes in the academy early in the morning. The gloomy atmosphere that had permeated the campus was swept away, and the entire academy became lively.

"Everyone's dressed so strangely today." Bubble and Jiujiang were taking a walk on the playground when a weirdo wearing a pumpkin head walked towards them.

Not far away, there were also various clowns, vampires, robots, dinosaurs, ghosts...

"There was no rule about wearing school uniforms to the dance, so everyone dressed up according to their own preferences."

Hisako looked at Bubbles. "Aren't you going to change your clothes?"

The little girl shook her head. "No, Bubble can just wear her school uniform."

"Yo!"

From a distance, a sturdy girl waved to them.

"Bubble, I'm going over there now. She's my friend who works out with me, and she's also my dance partner today."

Jiujiang put his hands together and said, "I'm sorry, I need to prepare with her later. You can play by yourself for now."

"Oh, then I'll go find Misato." The little girl waved to her.

"Miri is probably still sleeping. Go check on her in her dorm."

"Okay, Hisa, see you at the ball later."

"See you later!"

Bubble excitedly ran to Miri's dormitory. She knocked on the door, and after a short while, the door opened a crack.

"Who?"

"Miri, I've come to play with you!"

"It's a bubble."

Misato left the door half-open: "I have some things to do right now, Bubble, why don't you go play with Hisae first?"

"But Hisako and her dance partner left together."

The little girl asked, "Miri, are you tidying up the house? Bubble can help too."

"Haha, it's not about cleaning the house..."