Yokohama High School of Magic

Q: How would you rate this class?

A: In a nutshell: Each is different.

What the teacher said in the front is wonderful, and the following people are even more exciting.

Tianshengmudao tried his best to restore a serious high school class, but every time he did so, the fit would jump out and say ooc warning, which made him helpless.

Born to be dazzled: ... three rounds, I tried my best.

But my waistcoat he has a mind of his own.

In the end, the class was completed with an abnormal separation of the stage and the audience.

However, Miwa came from a poor background, did a few jobs before Xia earned a scholarship, never attended a serious school, entered the job all by herself beyond ordinary efforts, Wu did not notice anything wrong at all, and she even felt emotional about the class atmosphere harmony.

Miwa Kasumi, who could roughly guess what she was thinking from her sister's gaze, was in extremely complicated mood.

In short, it's a good thing to hide it from the past, and Sanlunxia was still quietly relieved.

The blue sky outside the window was clear and cloudless. On the podium, Mr. Fukuzawa read the text in a low tone but orderly.

Amidst the serious and orderly reading aloud, the breeze gently blew the ends of Edogawa Ranpo's hair, who was lying on the table in deep sleep.

Osamu Dazai tore off a piece of paper from the school schedule, pointed the sharp edge at his wrist, eager to try.

Yosano Akiko looked sideways at the window, and in a corner by the window, a light yellow butterfly was flapping its wings melodiously.

Yoshino Junpei was very serious in the first half of the class, but in the second half of the class, he was gradually assimilated by his surroundings, with an expression on his face that he listened carefully, but actually doodled in his notebook, which was two Q version of little tigers.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke sat upright and polite, he might be the most student-like person in the class, with carefully annotated handwriting on notebooks and textbooks.

Higuchi Ichiyo's eyes were on Akutagawa Ryunosuke for the whole class, and he didn't take his eyes off for a second.

There was a cherry blossom on the pen that Izumi Kyoka was given. Just now, the brush accidentally fell off the ground, and the cherry blossom also fell off. Now she is trying to restore it seriously.

The low sound of reading, the chirping of cicadas outside the window, and the soft sound of the breeze blowing past the ears.

Everything around is calm but warm.

Sanlunxia sat in the middle of the classroom, with a dazed expression.

However, inappropriate thoughts flooded her mind, gradually making her look a little lonely.

At the end of a class, on the bench beside the training field.

Midsummer has not yet passed, and the cicadas in my ears are getting louder and louder.

"Xia."

Yosano Akiko handed her a can of drink, and the water stains on the can were dripping on the ground.

"Akiko, thank you." Sanwa Xiachong and Yosano Akiko smiled gratefully, moved a little to the side, and let the latter sit next to her, "Really, thank you very much today, if it weren't for you, I would ..."

"fine."

Yosano Akiko opened the can, and said in a flat voice, "You don't seem very happy." In the depth of the voice, there was a bit of illusion-like comfort.

Sanlun Xia was startled, and turned her head sideways.

The girl with the butterfly hair ornament didn't look at her, she sipped the drink in her hand, and all she could see was a clear blue sky.

"why you are not feeling happy?"

"..."

The first-year students who were also out of class were chatting not far away, and there were occasional relaxed laughter.

There is no haze in the laughter.

Amidst the faint laughter, Sanlunxia slightly lowered her head, clenched the body of the can with her fingertips, her smile was a bit awkward.

"Sorry... I thought I was pretending well."

"I……"

... The characters are connected in strings on the lips, but they can't say it no matter what.

The situation in the news is getting worse; the credibility of the government has declined sharply, with Shibuya as the core going outward, and protests in various cities are becoming more and more popular; pessimistic literature is prevalent; instead of extending a helping hand, countries around the world have begun to restrict international traffic. And divest substantially.

Some citizens couldn't accept it spiritually, and turned to believe in the mantra, beautifying the mantra as the god of Gao Tianyuan, believing that the current suffering is for the beauty of the afterlife, and spontaneously formed a parade group.

The foundation of the magic world, "Master Tianyuan", was snatched away by the "Hound Dog"; the foundation of the Yokohama school, the "book", was stolen by the anti-social association "Five Decays of Heaven and Man". between.

Sanlunxia's family members are all the most ordinary non-artists.

She tried her best to think on the bright side, but she couldn't escape the pessimistic ending no matter what.

"The 'book' that even Wutiao teacher can't do anything about..."

During the period when the Yokohama School returned to history, Gojo Satoru tried to attack the 'Ten' from the outside, but with little success.

The 'reality' that she had been trying her best to ignore resurfaced, making Miwa Kasumi's fingertips tremble a little.

Even if I escape from Yokohama, where can I escape to?

The girl with the butterfly headdress paused inaudibly.

"..."

Ah this.

Where Sanwa Xia couldn't see, her eyes wandered for a moment.

Born to be dazzled, Xie Ye Akiko patted her on the back, and said softly, "Don't worry."

'Book' is the most expensive item in the mall, 'Five Decays of Heaven and Man' is my waistcoat, and 'Book' is just a random template to make up the number, and the hazard level is about zero.

"……Um."

Miwa Kasumi took a few deep breaths, raised her head, and forced a smile at her, "That's right, it's fine, Mr. Gojo, Ms. Diva, and everyone from the Yokohama school are also here."

However, no matter how reluctantly he smiled on his face, worry and uneasiness swept every corner of his heart, like a dark cloud that never dissipated.

The quieter 'Five Decays of Heaven and Man' and 'Hound Dog' were, and the more there was no news from them, the more frightened she felt that a storm was coming.It seemed that the current calm was just the prelude to the storm, which would soon sweep over and tear apart everything she cherished.

However, no matter how frightened and panicked about the coming future, Sanlunxia is helpless.

She can't do anything.

Looking down at the girl who was holding on for a while, Yosano Akiko sighed inaudibly.

"If it can make you feel at ease." She raised her hand, and with her fingertips, she gently gathered Milun Xia's broken hair behind her ears.

"...?"

Feeling the cool touch beside her ear, Sanlun Xia raised her head in a daze.

"The magic tool called 'Book' can indeed realize any narrative written on it."

"However, the more powerful the spell, the more restrictions there will be."

Yosano Akiko withdrew Miwa Xia's hand behind Miwa Xia's ear, and said softly, "Just like its name, this is a 'book'."

Without any restrictions, the world of conjuration may want 'Yokohama School Book PTSD'.

"The text on it must have a clear cause and effect, a complete logical system, and it must be rigorous like 'Even if any sentence is deleted, all the text on this page will be invalidated'."

The girl's voice was very soft, like a whisper between two people:

"Why do you think that during the revolution, everyone tried their best to hand over the book to Principal Natsume?"

The gentle wind stirred the leaves and rustled, and it sounded like someone was turning the pages of a book.

So far, only Natsume Soseki has written on the 'book'.Even in the 'revolution', countless people passed through the 'book', no matter how critical the situation was, they didn't write a single word on it.

Amidst the rustling leaves, the blue-haired girl slowly opened her eyes wide.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

But Gojo Satoru should have guessed this.Yosano Akiko glanced at the electronic screen beside him.

On the screen, the progress bar representing the construction degree has reached 90.00%.

"Principal Natsume..."

Miwa Xia murmured.

"Yes." Yosano Akiko casually threw the empty can into the trash can next to the bench, stood up, and extended her hand to Miwa Kasumi, "Let's go."

"For at least two years, it is impossible for the 'Five Decays of Heaven and Man' to find a truly reasonable development."

The five fingers in front of me are clear and delicate, but they give people a sense of stability and calm down subconsciously.

"What we are in now is the blue sky where countless lives are piled up."

The school nurse at the Yokohama school turned her back to the scorching sun, and Miwa Kasumi couldn't see her expression clearly.

However, the other party's voice was steady and determined.

"No matter what, the Yokohama school will protect everything after the revolution."

--"at all costs."

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When the Miwa family left Yokohama, they used the school bus that the Yokohama school had used several times.

The other party tried their best to refuse several times, but the Yokohama school used the panacea reason of "it doesn't matter if you have money".

Sanlunxia was also in the car, sending her family members away.

"Xia, I don't need to give it away, and...it's too much trouble for the school." San Luwu looked around the car cautiously.

"Well...well, it's very convenient now..."

...Actually, the Yokohama school will send a plane to send you off at the beginning...

Sanlun Xia swallowed the latter sentence with difficulty.

"……All right."

Things have come to this, Sanlunwu let out a sigh of relief.

"Speak up, Xia."

"Huh? Sister."

"Recently the situation has become more and more serious." Sanlun Wu looked out of the window with a worried expression on his face.Outside the car window, people were hurrying, with terrified and angry expressions, "If possible...do you want to transfer back to the school in Kyoto as soon as possible?"

"Um……"

Sanlun Xia also looked out the window, the city outside the window was lifeless, it seemed that it was about to be suppressed to a certain peak.

'If the government is really useless. '

In my memory, the white-haired man mentioned it casually as if chatting.

'We're about to make a move. '

For some reason, after breaking the seal of the prison gate and returning from the Yokohama school, Gojo Satoru's attitude towards non-magic masters has undergone a subtle change.

Even if most of the magicians objected, he still planned to officially reveal the existence of mantra to the public one day, and even started preparations.

When Miwa Kasumi asked, the current leader of the magic circle answered her with a casual smile:

'I just think the current magic world is too arrogant. '

"Xia?"

The voice of her sister pulled Miwa Kasumi out of her thoughts.

"exist……!"

"What are you thinking about?"

"me……"

Sanlun Xia leaned her head against the car window, and casually patted the head of her brother beside her, "I'm thinking... maybe this kind of time won't be too long.

"...Perhaps soon, Japan will return to what it once was."

The determined expression on the younger sister's face made Sanlun Wu stunned in place, with a blank expression on her face, "Why do you say that?"

'In any case, the Yokohama school will protect everything after the revolution. '

'If the government is really useless, we will take action. '

The blue-haired girl lowered her eyes, and the uneasiness in her heart was miraculously soothed by these two words.

For the first time since the incident, the girl who had been worried showed her usual smile.

"That's what I think."