There is a lord who just wants to draw cards, what's wrong with that?

I don't know why, but as long as he puts it on his head, the coal ball will not fall off no matter how vigorously he moves. It's magical.

The man and the cat soon arrived at the infamous stable.

As the name suggests, this place stinks, with a mixed smell of horse manure and horse urine everywhere.

They gnawed their food with crunching teeth and looked at yet another victim with world-weary eyes as they came to clean up for them.

Of course there were some troublemakers among them. Some of the horses had very bad personalities and were restless even when kept in the stables. They kept barking and running around like they had ADHD, making it extremely difficult to get in and clean them up.

For a moment, Domi really wanted to punch this bastard and let him know who the father was.

But this is the school's property. If he does this, there will be more severe punishment waiting for him, and he cannot be pardoned even if he is Carlos' son.

Just when he was in trouble, the coal ball above his head suddenly meowed. The sound was very small, but in an instant, all the horses stopped meowing, all the thorns stopped moving, and they became eerily quiet as if they had taken drugs.

"What's going on?"

Not only Ma was dumbfounded, but even Domi was dumbfounded. Isn't this situation too abnormal?

He didn't think about the coal balls for the time being. He just wanted to clean up quickly and leave. He thought that this was them having a change of heart and making things easier for him.

The cleaning work was completed quickly with the cooperation of Ma'er and the efforts of the three warriors of Black Night Villa.

However, Domi had no other activities after that, and spent the last part of his day off in boring but interesting magic research.

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"Oops, I'm late, I'm late!"

Early in the morning, a scream came from Natz's room. It was the groan of the body being forced to start up.

"Why didn't Domi come to call me today!!!"

According to usual practice, Domi should have kicked him awake an hour ago.

He quickly put on his clothes and rushed out of the dormitory without even having time to eat. He ran passionately on the road to the teaching building, leaving the strong wind behind him.

"Damn it, I overslept!"

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind.

Naz looked back and saw Domi. He also overslept?

The only difference between Domi and him was that he had a piece of bread in his mouth and a black cat on his head.

"Yo!" Domi greeted.

"Yo, yo...you overslept too?"

"Yes," Domi answered while running, "I was so absorbed in studying magic yesterday that I only slept for an hour..."

"Oh no! We're going to be late!"

A familiar voice came from behind again.

The two of them looked back at the same time. It was Edward. This guy was in a better condition than them. He was holding a bowl of hot noodles in his hand and eating while running, very steadily.

"What's wrong with you?" Domi asked curiously.

"This is not too exciting. I didn't sleep all night."

"Oh! It's the Azure Eye Stone, right?" Natz immediately thought of it. "If it were me, I would definitely suffer from insomnia."

"Is that so? This is something that will go down in history! Slurp~"

"This is really a bad idea..."

Behind Edward, another voice appeared.

The three turned around and found that it was Argyle. This guy was even more outrageous. He had a table hanging around his neck and was elegantly cutting breakfast bacon on the table. There was even a cup of hot milk.

"Brother, even you..."

"Maybe I had a sore throat from the hot pot I ate yesterday. I had diarrhea late at night, so I decided to start eating healthy again."

Nats twitched his lips fiercely, they are indeed a family...

Although they tried their best to catch up, they were still a few seconds late and were finally locked outside by Steward. They stared at the latecomers from the next class, just like a secret meeting between spies.

If no one passes by, it would be quite fun, at least I don’t have to interrupt class, but if someone passes by, I will cover my mouth and laugh as I walk past.

If you don't have thick skin, you might really feel ashamed, like Naz.

In classrooms.

"See? This is what happens when you're late for class." Steward warned the rest of the class earnestly so that they wouldn't follow his bad example.

Then he smelled the aroma of meat coming from the back row:

"York Bedford! You are not allowed to eat breakfast in the classroom, and you get out too!"

The upright book fell down, revealing a face with cheeks stuffed with barbecued meat and a big meat stick with only bones left.

Domi and his team have a new member.

Steward held his head and felt a headache, wondering what sin he had committed to become the head teacher of this group of guys.

But fortunately, apart from a few troublemakers, at least most of the students were relatively well behaved, which made him feel a little relieved.

After calming down, I decided to start today's course:

"Today we will review what we learned last week. Please ask someone to write down the preparation methods of several poisons on the blackboard. The monitor is not here, so... Nancy Colette, you come."

"Nancy?"

"Nancy Colette!"

"Ah...Oh! Okay, teacher."

"What are you thinking?"

How could she say that she was imagining the reasons why Natsu and the others were late, and then verify her thoughts when the get out of class was over.

This was an interesting thing for her, because the reasons why Natz was late were varied, just like opening a blind box, which made people curious.

In a hurry, she said something casually:

"Teacher, I'm thinking...what to eat for lunch."

Snapped!

Steward slapped his hands over his eyes and said, this class is hopeless.

In front of them are a group of four latecomers, plus the unorganized and undisciplined people in the back row, and in the back there is a well-behaved girl who has no interest in class and only wants to eat, and there are two idiots whose heads are full of conspiracies and tricks.

So-called strongest Class A? That was all a drug the principal had given him. So-called best bonus? That was all a joke the world was playing on him.

Whoever wants to teach a class like this can do it!

Stewart slumped down in the teacher's chair, his eyes darkening...

Chapter 178 The Protagonist Team is Established

Chapter 178-177- Protagonist Team Established

Domi and the others were allowed in after standing outside the classroom for one class. It was now break time.

Steward was furious when he saw these guys talking and laughing after being fined, as if they didn't take it seriously at all. But the fines had already been given and he couldn't punish them in a short time, so he simply closed his eyes and pretended to ignore it.

Domi's seat is in the last row by the window, which is often called the protagonist's seat.

"Ah~ Although I don't feel very tired, it feels good to sit down."

Edward and Argyle were sitting in front of and to his right, and they immediately felt the same way and nodded repeatedly.

"Ah! Is this a cat? So cute!"

"Dominic, can we touch it?"

At this moment, two female classmates who were originally sitting in the front row walked towards him. To be more precise, they were attracted by the coal ball on his head.

Belinda and Martha, classmates who were admitted to Class A from the magic examination hall, are certainly not as good as Xia Aiwei and the others, but they are also pretty girls from a small family.

But Domi doesn't want to have too much contact with them. As for the reason... maybe you will know it later.

"Okay...if Coal Ball doesn't mind." As he said that, Domi took Coal Ball off his head and put it on the desk. The little guy blinked his blue eyes, full of confusion.

"Her name is Coal Ball? What an apt name."

Belinda tried to reach out her hand to Coal's furry body, stroked it gently, and then couldn't let go.

There is no way, the fur on Coal Ball seems to be even silkier than that of ordinary cats, making it hard to put down.

"Hey! Don't monopolize the coal ball, I want to touch it too!" Martha also joined in petting the cat.

The sweet laughter of girls coming from behind him made Edward feel itchy. If he knew that he could get closer to girls with a kitten, he would definitely get one.

After masturbating for a while, Belinda put down the coal and casually said:

"By the way, Princess Xia, do you agree that you can keep a cat, Dominic?"

coming!

Domi immediately became extremely alert. These two guys were extremely fanatical about shipping couples. Once their relationship was announced, they would ask you about it all day long, and their interrogation skills were better than Foberle's.

"This should be considered my family affair. Please give Xia and I some private space..."

"I see. I thought it was just a small matter. Since Dominic-san is so disgusted, I won't ask."

Although Belinda is fanatical, she does not lose her emotional intelligence because she knows that only by building good relationships with her classmates can she have the opportunity to get more sweets from couples.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit tense, the role of another member of the CP group came into play.

Martha changed the subject:

"Hey, you know, Natsu and Nancy have been getting really close lately, and it seems like they have a special relationship."

"real or fake?"

"Of course it's true. I just saw Nancy bringing breakfast to Nats. How could ordinary male and female classmates do this?"

"Ah! Is this another couple?! No, I need to observe them carefully!"

Domi felt ashamed listening to the conversation between the two. It was terrible to have a brain that only watched other people’s love stories instead of having one’s own.

On the other side, the two protagonists of the previous topic were sitting in their respective seats facing each other.

The two of them sat next to each other on the right side of the middle of the classroom, with only a small aisle between them.

Nats took the breakfast that Nancy took out from the drawer and handed it to him. He could still feel the warmth through the brown paper. He was surprised and embarrassed at the same time and said:

"How do you know I didn't have breakfast?"

"Would you believe me if I said I was self-aware? I knew you would be late when I woke up this morning. If you were late, wouldn't you have no time to eat breakfast? So I brought one for you just in case."

"Hehe, I didn't expect it to be so effective."

Natz felt that what he had in his hand was not breakfast but a hot potato, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

This was the first time a girl brought him breakfast.

Natz's brain was about to crash, and at this moment, Nancy said:

"Well, if that's okay..."

Nats became nervous again, thinking that Nancy was going to say something that would make him at a loss again, but he didn't hate this feeling.

"Can you tell me why you're late? Please, if you don't know I'll be upset all day."

"what?"

After explaining the reason, Natz breathed a sigh of relief, and told Nancy the whole story of being late and everything that happened on the way, making her giggle non-stop, although Natz felt that this was not something worth laughing about. .

At this time, Stewart, who was lying on the teacher's chair and pretending to be dead, seemed to have his own biological clock, waking up every time when class was about to start.

"Class is about to start. Find a chance to eat breakfast. It's not good for your health to be hungry all the time."

After saying that, Nancy sat back in her seat, opened her notebook and raised her head to prepare for class.

What a good girl... Naz thought so, then he imitated York, stood the book upright, and swallowed voraciously under the cover of the book.

This skill was taught to him by Professor York when they were both standing outside the classroom as punishment, and he put it into practice.

Of course, York and Naz were just wishful thinking that they would not be discovered. Steward could see it clearly when he looked down from the podium.

I saw several veins popping out of his temples, and the chalk in his hand was crushed into pieces, like a lion about to explode: