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

Of course, I don’t want to come here often to get free food. After all, I’m not that thick-skinned. I just want to come here to keep them company, and their snacks are really good.

I took a bite of the snack in my hand. My favorite is naturally this thing that looks like roujiamo. The taste makes me nostalgic.

As expected, even though the snacks vary greatly, they are all delicious in the end.

The road in the alley was quite winding, but it looked like it should lead to another street. At this point in time, I could see very few people, basically no human figures, until the figures in front of me with the sound of crisp footsteps gradually became clear in my eyes.

I looked at this senior student sizing her up, somewhat confused as to why there was another senior student like me who would come here to cause trouble?

The other person just stared at me in the face, but that look made me feel a little creepy, as if I was being stared at by a ferocious beast.

Is this the wire work from my senior?

I turned my head away, not daring to look at such a terrifying senior sister in such a rude manner.

"Freshmen, don't walk on the road at night for no reason. Be careful not to get into trouble." When this senior student passed by me, she no longer looked at me, but just advised me in a cold tone with a hint of ulterior motives.

"Okay, thank you for the reminder..."

I hurriedly thanked her. Regardless of the situation, this senior student was definitely someone I couldn't afford to offend right now, so she gave me advice and I really should respond.

However, this senior student did not do anything else to express her gratitude to me.

I didn't breathe a sigh of relief until her figure completely disappeared. Strictly speaking, it's not very late now, and I know the nightlife in the Witch Academy. What does this senior sister mean by saying this?

Are you asking freshmen not to go out at night? Are you worried that they will be bullied by seniors?

Maybe it should be so, and I am actually trying to kill myself by walking into this deserted alley. Isn't this just walking at night?

Obviously this should be the time when the small stall has the best business.

Or is it that there are very few people here and I have come to the wrong place?

I took a bite of the snack in my hand and suppressed the uneasiness in my heart.

As I continued to walk inside, I vaguely heard low sobbing sounds, just like a girl who was asked out by her boyfriend at night and then dumped. But coupled with the dark environment, it still felt a little scary.

I almost cursed at this moment, and my heart beat faster. Could this witch academy have some urban legends?

female ghost?

I have lived for so long, but I have never seen any ghosts. Even with my clairvoyance, I have never seen such a terrifying situation.

But there is a supernatural world here, so I naturally dare not make such a hasty conclusion.

I subconsciously covered the badge on my chest with my hands. This is my only means of attack at the moment. Although I feel that using magic here may not be a good idea, life is more important than anything else.

After activating my clairvoyance, I could roughly tell whether the other party was a ghost formed by supernatural powers.

The effect of clairvoyance can give me the answer. In the field of clairvoyance, I can easily feel the propagation of sound and easily lock the source of the sound.

Ignoring the barrier of the building, I can easily feel the information feedback from a living person, and even feel the fluctuations of magic power escaping from the magic source.

Could this energy dissipation of magic source be the unique magic source restlessness of newborns that my mother-in-law mentioned at that time?

The other party's situation is indeed similar to mine.

A new student?

But why is the freshman here?

I immediately thought of the senior student who just passed by me, and a possibility emerged in my mind.

Suddenly, my expression turned a little strange. Could there really be such a strange senior sister who would do such a strange thing?

I've only heard Sister Bai talk about it to me, and have never seen it in person.

Oh no, I seem to have seen it. I saw it when Sister Bai was with me. Then, with this as the trigger, Sister Bai revealed to me this perverted behavior in the Witch Academy.

It's late at night now, and that senior student just left the freshman here and ignored him?

There was only one person on the other side. Based on what I had seen before, that the senior students treated boys and girls differently, I personally felt that that person should be the boy who was persecuted.

Oh no, it should be a girl now.

The corners of my mouth curled up in a hint of anticipation. This was so interesting!

I like watching it too... Well, no, I'm thinking about others. What if a boy suddenly encounters this kind of blow and can't get over it?

Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

I'm doing good things, not going to watch fun.

I suppressed the excitement in my heart and ran in that direction, but I couldn't suppress the curve of the corners of my mouth.

When I turned around and came to a small dead end, this scene still shocked my eyes.

I thought that this boy was simply forced to give him the source of magic power out of the senior's evil taste, but now it seems that is not the case.

This is more fun than I thought!

At the corner of this dead end lay a delicate girl, but at first glance, she was quite tall, with messy long black hair, looking a bit like a female ghost. However, the men's clothing she wore made me more certain of my guess.

Another misguided boy has been persecuted.

The men's clothes on her were a little torn at this time. It was obvious that she had just experienced a fierce collision. She was somewhat naked, and her pants were not in good condition either. I could still see the trouser leg torn to one side.

At this moment, she seemed to be wearing a pair of hot pants that reached her thighs. Her snow-white thighs were curled up and overlapped together. In the slightly dim sky, one could still see the abrasions caused by the friction of her skin on the ground. The bright red bloodstains had turned dark red and formed scabs. It seemed that they were just a minor abrasion.

But now, when she felt someone else coming, she seemed to be frightened and shrank into the corner.

"No...no! Get out! Get out of here! Don't come near me! Don't..."

I didn't expect that just my approach would cause such a strong reaction in this girl. It seems that the senior student just now really left an indelible impression on her.

Of course, it might not be that senior schoolmate, but she is also highly suspicious. If she were walking from the opposite side, she would definitely notice something unusual here, but the other party would definitely not care.

Chapter 51 Have fun

"Calm down, I'm not that senior just now, I won't hurt you." I immediately spoke to comfort her. After all, I didn't want her to equate me with the perverted senior.

I'm not that kind of person, I'm just a fun person.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! None of the people in your Witch Academy are good people!"

Although the other party said this, my words also gave her a little comfort. At least she knew that I was not the senior who did this to her before.

Even his tone was no longer as angry as before, but it was still filled with a strong sense of vigilance.

"Don't say that. I'm also a freshman. I just enrolled two days ago. Don't be afraid. I'm the same as you. I won't hurt you."

I continued to speak and walked towards her tentatively. Seeing that she was not mentally sensitive enough to suddenly go crazy over a small matter, I breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that at least she still had some rationality.

"You...you too, a freshman?"

After hearing my explanation, she calmed down, but she still confirmed with me again, with a wary look as if she was looking at a ferocious beast.

"Well, that's natural."

"Then...you too..."

"What is that too?" I asked with a hint of smile and curiosity. Seeing that she didn't dare to look me in the eye, I thought it was really funny!

"No...nothing." She decisively stopped asking.

"Since it's nothing, then can I ask..." I leaned down and continued to ask questions looking at her who was still so embarrassed. I naturally knew what she wanted to ask just now, and I would not miss such a good opportunity.

"What do you want to ask?" At this time, she looked at me warily, and the bad feeling was directly shown on her face without any concealment.

This feeling of uneasiness and fear, mixed with her current shame, even though she still sticks to her beliefs, the contrast between her words and actions really makes me so happy!

"You are... a boy, right?"

I spoke word by word, watching her evasive gaze, and her panicked look away after occasionally meeting my gaze, I just wanted to add fuel to the fire!

"I…"

"Shh~" I put my finger on my lips, interrupting her. No matter what she wanted to say, it didn't really matter.

Because keeping secrets is something everyone does subconsciously, I pointed out what she cared about most. Even though it was obvious, I still didn't let her say it out loud.

Sometimes, whether or not to say it in person is like whether the last veil will be lifted, which are two completely different concepts.

This is a hint that if she can understand and have a slight intention to accept the current situation, she will obey my thoughts and put this matter aside temporarily.

What happens after that is no longer up to her. Having lost her initial resistance, the thoughts of retreating and accepting will only force her to accept things little by little in the academy.

This process of depravity is so wonderful, and I am now at the most critical point, which is also her most intense ideological struggle between reversal and acceptance.

I looked at her expression, and I knew I needed to add fuel to the fire. I wanted her to attribute what was happening now to a "secret". Once this concept was formed, her inner resistance would not be revealed directly because of the secret.

Self-suppression is as terrifying as self-attack.

Although the secret is not the main reason, it is always the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

How about I add some weight that I like to the development of the plot I'm planning?

"Witch Academy is a girls' school. Do you want others to know your real gender and be treated differently by others for the rest of your life?"

"You're going to have to live like this for a long time, and you don't have the ability to escape from the cage of Witch Academy now..." I looked into her eyes and said quickly. If I let her react and refute me, my home advantage would be broken, so my tone was a little urgent, as if I was empathizing with her because I was worried about her.

I could see that she hesitated to speak several times, it seemed that the fun was still under my control. I didn't expect that she wasn't the steadfast type, which made me worried for a long time.

"Don't worry, I will keep your secret for you. This is a secret between us." I stood up and looked at the results of my words.

The effect is pretty good, although I personally feel that I still have room for improvement and my rhetoric is still a little immature, but now that the effect is there, then everything is fine.

I took off my witch shawl and handed it to her. Now her clothes were really a bit unsightly. If this continued, I was afraid that her clothes would not be able to bear it and would completely go on strike.

But she and I are the same. After a boy turns into a witch, his chest doesn’t change much and there is nothing alluring about it.

But the long white legs exposed outside are really worth it...well, the scratches on them are a bit of a spoiler, but that's about it.

Moreover, her hair was a little redundant. It seemed that she was not used to her suddenly long hair. Even after she lifted it a few times with her hands to not cover her sight, it still looked very messy.

"Thanks…"

She spoke to me softly.

When I hear others thank me, I feel like I have been elevated. This sense of contrast is really nice.

I came here to have fun and do some PUA for her. After simply comforting her, I can receive gratitude from her. Is there anything more interesting in the world than this?

I think so, but it doesn’t stop me from being very happy now.

"It's okay, can you stand up?"

I asked with a hint of concern, a tone that contained both a hint of care and a hint of intentional distance, a distance that I controlled just right, and which was the level I could accept based on my own assumptions.

But looking at the other person's appearance, he seemed to be fine. Being too close was a bit stimulating for her as she was still in a sensitive period.

After all, I didn't tell her that I was a boy once. Although telling her would increase the sense of identification between us, after all, we share the same suffering, it might also make her think I'm a pervert and distance herself from me, so the best way is to say nothing.

The initiative is still with me.

"Not bad, thank you."

She took my shawl but didn't seem to intend to put it on. After all, from her perspective, she was accepting help from another girl, and her male thinking made her worry about whether she should put on girls' clothes, even if it was just a shawl.

"No need to say thank you, that's too formal. Put it on. Don't you think your current clothes are suitable for going out?" I continued and tried to strengthen the relationship between us. With the blessing of secrets, it was easy to bring us closer and better like each other.

But this is a situation I deliberately created. The fact is that she unilaterally feels that the relationship between us is increasing.

As for what she is thinking right now, I don’t know, but at least her current performance is in line with my expectations.

"Um…"

"By the way, my name is Yang Yuehan, and I don't know your name yet." I spoke directly. After all, it was just a name, and I wouldn't make up a fake name to lie to her.

"My name is...Quan Xiuzhu." When I asked her this suddenly, Quan Xiuzhu was stunned for a moment, but still told me her name.

"Quan Xiuzhu... it's a good name. Do you want to continue using this name? If there are people you know in the academy, be careful not to be recognized."

"No, no need. I think this name is good, and... Witch Academy... How could there be someone I know..." When saying this, Quan Xiuzhu's tone was full of loneliness, as if he was recalling an unbearable experience again.

"Don't be sad, it has already happened, just accept it. If you have any questions, you can ask me." I raised a smile. After all, I still wanted to continue paying attention to this fun.

Since it is fate that we meet here, I won’t be polite.

Chapter 52: A Visit from a Temporary Guide