It's weird to apply for Witch Academy as a boy

I really like a sentence in my diary.

"I also hope that my future self will be confused when seeing this diary. That would prove that I have forgotten it, right?"

That’s true, but even though I wrote it down in my diary, there’s a hole in my mind.

Sometimes I regret writing a diary. After all, every time I see this, I know that I suffered unspeakable pain at that time, but I can’t remember it. It’s as if there is a gap in my memory, as if a hole was dug out.

I looked into the hole and saw nothing. I only felt endless fear.

"Well, it's all over."

I turned to the first diary. In fact, the order of the memos was messed up. Sometimes they would accidentally move to the top because of changes. But I don’t care. I just know that these things really happened.

I no longer care about the before and after of time. Now I only focus on each node.

Fortunately, I know which one is the first diary, that is, the first one. Although the content recorded seems very childish now, this one is the one I read the most, so it is the first one.

A confirmation pop-up will appear on your phone asking if you want to delete.

I hesitated for a moment, but finally deleted it.

Whether it was a slip of the hand or a sudden decision, as soon as I opened my mouth I knew I was forced to say goodbye to the past.

This is inevitable.

I didn't choose to delete all, but deleted them one by one.

Or rather, this is not a deletion, but a review and severance of my past life in this world.

Every time I deleted one, I found that I had no regrets. I just felt more and more relaxed, more and more skilled and smooth.

It wasn't until the last one that I realized what was going on.

No more.

It turns out that this is all that has happened to me in this world. It seems that there is nothing worth being sad about.

I chuckled and deleted the last memo diary.

It's as if I never cared.

I looked up at the ceiling in a free and easy manner, and then felt the villa I was in. This is where I will live in the future.

so good.

I reached out my hand, ready to turn off the phone and find an opportunity to completely erase it from my sight and from my life.

But when I was about to turn off the phone, the screen went black and it seemed that the battery was completely out of power.

That’s true. After all, I didn’t have much time to charge. I just made two calls and read my diary for a while.

Plus the phone is leaking a lot of power...

It seems that my cell phone wants to be away from me more quickly than I do.

It’s worthy of being a mobile phone that has been with me for so long. It understands me!

Don't worry, I will find a chance to give you a grand funeral!

I returned to my room and threw my phone on the bedside table. It was out of battery anyway, so I wasn't worried about someone opening it and reading it. Even if someone did, the most important diary to me would have been deleted, so there was naturally nothing to worry about.

I know that I have said goodbye to the past in the present. Sometimes, making up your mind only requires doing something very small. For me, it was just changing my mobile phone.

Originally, I had no plans to go out again. After all, my half-day paid vacation was completely disrupted by those things, even though I kept saying in my head and in my mouth that I had cut off all ties with the past.

But my mood won’t change so quickly, even though I have already downloaded the food delivery app in the college.

But I suddenly wanted to go for a walk outside. If I went for a walk outside, I would naturally want to eat delicious food outside.

So I scrapped my previous decision to order takeout, and let myself go, enjoying the fun in the most comfortable way. What else can a delicious meal not replace?

I should never be the one who is worried!

Standing in front of the dressing mirror, I adjusted my appearance and clothes. After making sure there was nothing wrong, I walked out happily.

As for where to go?

There are no decisions and no goals.

Go directly to the bus stop and take the blind box station!

It's free anyway, so if you see somewhere interesting, you can get off the bus, and when you get tired, you can get back on the bus and continue to see the scenery. Anyway, the Witch Academy is a very large place, and every street is a scene that I have never seen before.

Of course, this also requires deliberate avoidance of areas affected by recent battles, and it is not known whether buses on certain routes are still running.

I was lucky enough that after I walked to the platform, I got on a car smoothly. There were very few people on the car, and they were all very quiet senior students. This made me feel a little out of place here.

After driving for a while, I finally made the decision to get off the bus and change to another one.

I don’t know where the next stop is, but I always feel that this road is somewhat familiar.

Thinking back carefully, isn’t this the same road I took when I registered?

As expected, I wanted to see new places, but ended up going around in circles in places I am familiar with.

There is no other way. At this moment, I seem to temporarily believe in God's will and fate. There is nothing wrong in walking the path I have walked before again.

By the way, see if there are any delicious restaurants on the roadside and check in when the time comes.

I jumped out of the car, said goodbye to the dull car, and started walking aimlessly on the street.

Even if I am just walking here, I can feel the breath of freedom here, which is the joy after breaking free from the shackles of self!

I greedily enjoyed this novel feeling because I knew that after a while, I would get used to it.

Chapter 49: The enthusiastic older senior in the alley

Only when you walk outside can you feel that the suppressed emotions you had previously endured can be released.

I was a little too stubborn before, but there was nothing I could do about it. The accumulation of emotions could not be suppressed by anyone, and I still took some things too seriously.

I should adapt to the new life and enjoy this rare leisure time before the new semester starts.

For example, the shops on this street. Although I haven’t seen any delicious food that caught my eye and made me want to try it right away, just these various shops give me the pleasure of choosing whatever I want.

After secretly cursing myself for being ignorant, I returned to my original mindset and prepared to randomly pick one to try, just as a surprise for myself.

So let’s count from here to the eighth one. I try my best to control my gaze and not look forward. I skip past each one one by one, as if leaving myself enough anticipation.

Although the current time is not strictly mealtime, it does not prevent the aroma of delicious food from filling the air.

"The sixth one... Oh, this one smells so good, it's braised pork ribs, what a pity, we are not destined to be together... The seventh one... Self-service? Alas, you dare to open a self-service restaurant in the extraordinary world, aren't you afraid of having some special powers and going bankrupt... The next one~ Hehehe~"

I rubbed my hands excitedly, hoping that the next one would be something I liked.

Although I don’t have much money now, I can still be forgiven for being a little extravagant on such a memorable day like today!

"Ugh?"

I walked past here and saw that there was an alley connected here, which was a bit abrupt compared to the one just connected.

There seem to be some stalls inside, which made me a little hesitant. Should I continue forward or go in and take a look?

After all, I know very well that delicious food is usually found in deserted alleys.

Although I don’t know if this world is the same, it doesn’t stop me from looking forward to it. I still have plenty of time anyway.

I raised my head and looked at the eighth house that I had been thinking about just now.

It's a noodle shop... Although the bun-like things there do look delicious, I'm still not used to eating these things at almost evening time.

So I quickly changed my mind and walked into the alley.

Here comes the small dirty stall with good quality and low price~

I walked into the alley and found that the person setting up the stall there was a mother-in-law who was old enough to be my grandmother.

Here... can students' families live here as well?

This was my first reaction.

"Oh? Are you a freshman? I didn't expect another term to pass so quickly."

It seemed like it was a rare occasion to see someone here, and the grandmothers immediately smiled when they saw me, which made me feel a little embarrassed.

This is a bit bad. I haven’t decided to buy anything to eat here yet. This development really forces me to go forward.

But how did she know I was a freshman?

Do I look like that now? I subconsciously looked at my clothes, and they didn't give off any fresh air.

"Haha, the source of magic power in your body is still a little restless. This is a very obvious characteristic of a newborn. Come on, do you want to come and chat with us? I, your grandma, will treat you to delicious food for free." The grandma seemed to see through my thoughts and immediately explained.

"Okay...Okay, mother-in-law."

Finally, I couldn't resist the temptation of free things and went over. After all, I was just going over to chat with them. They must be bored here too, right?

"Why call us grandma? We are old but young at heart. Just call us senior sisters." Another grandma at the side interrupted me at this time, and seemed a little dissatisfied with my address, but she still had a smile on her face when she corrected me.

"Learn...senpai?"

I widened my eyes, somewhat unable to believe it. They turned out to be my senior classmates!

This truth really shocked me. If the other party hadn't revealed it to me, I really wouldn't have known about this situation. But when I think about it, it seems that there is no problem. After all, senior Tang Yihan also said before that graduating students can indeed continue to live here.

Are these people going to live here until they retire?

It’s so scary!

"Don't worry about that girl. You can call me grandma if you like, but we are indeed your seniors. We are older than you by who knows how many years, hahahaha."

"Hello, mother-in-law."

In the end, I still called them mother-in-law. After all, calling them senior sisters really seemed too inappropriate!

And they didn't mind it, but chatted with me enthusiastically about the outside world. It seemed that they hadn't been out for a long time and had been staying in the college.

It was only during the chat that I learned that they could have used magic to solidify their appearance, but they didn't do it.

After all, if you haven't become an extraordinary witch, your lifespan is still limited, just a little longer than that of ordinary people, but aging will continue.

They didn't use any magic to maintain their so-called youthful appearance. According to them, their mentality had aged along with their age, and that was how they were supposed to be.

Even the mother-in-law who asked me to call her senior sister just now did not refute this point of view.

It seems that the mother-in-law might have been a tsundere with a lively and eccentric personality when she was young?

I dare not even think about it.

They have saved enough assets to support themselves very early on, and the snacks they make now are unique to their respective regions.

I heard from them that they were all living in the same dormitory at first, but in the end none of them graduated, so they could only finish their studies reluctantly and stay here. When they were young, they even founded a snack club, but it was later disbanded. So it’s not without reason that they are now leisurely setting up small stalls here.

My hands were almost full of the snacks they enthusiastically handed over to me, and if I hadn't been firm, I think they would have stuffed more of them into my hands.

Finally I paid them, after all, it was the first time I met them. Although chatting improved my relationship with them, it didn't reach the point where I didn't want to pay. I just didn't pay for the first one, and that was because they refused to accept it. I paid for the rest, but these were very cheap, and I always felt that they were giving me things at cost price, which was really embarrassing.

But now thinking about it, I still sigh.

They were all reserve witches. Those who did not become extraordinary witches were reserve witches, including me.

I still remember what Sister Bai said to me. We are infertile while we are in the process of becoming witches, so these mothers-in-law will not have their own children to take care of them.

When they were young, they could have had sweet love and a significant other to spend the rest of their lives with, but after integrating the source of magic power, all of this seemed to be gone.

If you think about it from this perspective, the Witch Academy is actually a very scary academy, even more terrifying for many boys. Becoming a witch will distort their cognition and force them to change themselves. The academy has created such a small society with only witches, forcing the boys to watch themselves constantly degenerate into their own sexual orientation.

Acceptance and liberation are the paths that must be chosen here. It is foreseeable that there will be seniors with distorted personalities in the academy, and there will be quite a few of them.

However, the seniors I have met so far are all quite gentle, so my impression of Witch Academy is still very good.

Chapter 50: Could it be that there are urban legends at Witch Academy?

Finally, I reluctantly said goodbye to this group of mothers-in-law. After all, I had wasted quite a lot of time here, and the sky was a little dark.

As soon as I walked away, they closed their stall.

Looking at their current state, even though they have the company of their former roommates, the feeling of loneliness can't be concealed.

How about coming more often when you have time in the future?