Chapter 14: The Girl with a Flash of Inspiration (Thanks to the Silver Alliance on the Elbow, thanks to the Alliance Leader who pierced the window.) Additions)

"What a time-wasting opening ceremony. I didn't expect that even if it was a school in another world, it would not be exempt from vulgarity. ”

In the central square of Yulasis Academy, students from various factions lined up in a square to listen to the usual opening of the academy's governing body.

Youmeng, who was full of tiredness, couldn't help but yawn again.

The opening ceremony requires everyone to dress uniformly, and fortunately, the caring Antoneva senior sister lent her a college uniform, otherwise Youmeng would have to be dragged to an unknown corner by the self-discipline machinery patrolling the school gate at this moment to force a change of clothes.

"Today, I have to find a way to get all the new supplies, and it's not a way to rub Sister Neva's clothes all the time. After all, no matter how you change it, it's not a tailor-made size after all. ”

Youmeng moved her shoulders slightly uncomfortably, and looked left and right without anyone noticing.

Quietly unbuttoned the top button of the shirt, "Well, it's much more comfortable." I'm about to suffocate. ”

Youmeng glanced at Antoneva, who was standing in the third-grade sequence in front of the right, with a little pity, and muttered in a low voice, "If you want me to say, Senior Sister Antoneva is perfect in terms of appearance and personality, but it's a pity that she is a little worse in terms of cohesion." ”

The top, which was custom-made according to Antoneva's body type, even if it had been changed to a larger size, still seemed a little tighter for her, after all, the gap in the alphabetical sequence could no longer be made up for by simple tailoring skills.

In addition, frankly speaking, the uniform of the Jurassis Academy could be regarded as the treatment only available in the top aristocratic academy in the previous life. Whether it's the texture, the material, or the overall design style, there's nothing to be faulty about.

The all-white minimalist style top does not have too many decorative patterns, except for a logo of the school emblem of Eulasis College printed on the left chest - an inverted crystal cross. The lower body is a black pleated short skirt with over-the-knee socks of the same color, and the round-toed small leather shoes are boringly kicking the gravel under their feet - anyway, the shoes belong to a certain local tyrant ice girl, and they are not distressed at all.

"Still, it seems a little stuffy." Youmeng raised her hand and was about to quietly unbutton another button, when she suddenly moved, and a cold gaze like substance came from the right side.

Turning his head, Antoneva, who had been listening carefully before, turned his head sideways at some point, staring at Youmeng's right hand that was stuck at the button of the neckline with an expressionless face.

Youmeng folded her hands, winked her left eye playfully, and sincerely explained with her mouth: "It's too tight." Fast, suffocate, die. ”

But obviously, Antoneva, who had a hehe expression, did not understand the sincerity of Youmeng's communication, and glanced at Youmeng fiercely, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she silently made a mouth shape: "Hurry, hurry, tie, on!" No, yes, die! ”

Youmeng panicked at first, and then calmed down.

The azure rune of wisdom in the depths of his soul flashed with a deep arcane light.

A flash of inspiration flashed in the girl's mind!

In an instant, Youmeng's thoughts surged quickly, and some deduction calculations were automatically made in her mind.

"Wait, what am I afraid of? Not to mention that in front of everyone's eyes, Antoneva, as the student representative of the special department, can't do anything out of the ordinary. And I'm a child of luck with salted fish spikes and wisdom blessings for these divine skills. ”

Moreover, according to the chairman of the board of directors, after the opening ceremony, all grades followed the self-discipline machinery to the classroom in batches. She had already thought that since she could not successfully suppress Antoniva with food, she would use her strength to win the position in the small building.

And all of this requires a reasonable opportunity to go to war (to die).

A familiar BGM narration from her previous life suddenly came to her ears.

Are you going to be a coward for the rest of your life, or are you going to be a hero, even if it's only for a few minutes......

After making up her mind, Youmeng's heart was horizontal, and she glared back without flinching, and the corners of her mouth rose arrogantly and hooked her fingers towards Antoneva, and responded with a lip shape: "You, come, come, ah!" Slightly, slightly, slightly! ”

(~ ̄▽ ̄)~

After cooking two meals, this little salted fish has become so inflated?

Antonière raised her eyebrows, squinted her eyes and quietly watched how Yumeng could continue to die.

Well, dare to stick out your tongue?! Well, this mouth shape is...... emmmm…… Flat, chest?

Hehehe, it seems that this little salted fish is a little floating.

…… Antoneva's negative sentiment is +999.

…… Warning, Antoneva went into a state of rage.

In the face of Antoneva's murderous gaze that had dropped to freezing, Youmeng grinned and waved happily before leaving.

Anyway, according to her sudden inspiration and careful inference, she now has a great advantage, as long as she wins—hey, hey, ԅ( ̄『 ̄ԅ), ԅ ( ̄『 ̄ԅ).

To win is to go straight to the top of life, and to lose, well, it is impossible to lose.

Anyway, it is impossible to admit cowardice, and it is impossible to admit cowardice in this life.

…………

It is different from the elemental system that is divided into more than a dozen classes.

Because of the scarcity of numbers, there has always been only one class in each class.

Therefore, there is no need to worry about the wrong class or different teachers. According to the guidance of the self-discipline machine, Yumeng successfully found the classroom of the first grade of the special department.

Looking around the classroom, the classroom is very large, and the space that can accommodate nearly a hundred people is only less than half of the seats.

A name tag is projected above each position, and Yumeng easily finds her seat.

The location of the penultimate row by the window, a nice place that can be described perfectly.

It's just that Youmeng at this time is not in the mood to think about the quality of this seat at all, so she stretched her hands forward without love, and spread it on the desk like a salted fish.

"Ahh I just took the initiative to provoke Antoneva?! ”

Youmeng, who came back to his senses, seemed to have 10,000 alpacas jumping happily in his heart at this moment, I'm afraid that after returning from class, he would be sacrificed directly to the sky and dried into salted fish, right?

Youmeng glanced at the students who walked into the classroom one after another with a little distress, and all kinds of thoughts kept turning in her heart.

"What should I do, is it too late to apologize?"

"But what if the senior sister starts with a set of skills, she will die, she will die. There is also Otilia, a guy who will inevitably fall into the ground, with a level advantage, or two to one. How to break? ”

"Why don't you go back today and see if you can spend the night in a kind-hearted classmate's dormitory?"

One minute, two minutes...... Ten minutes.

Between the tangled and uncertain of the cuteness, the students entered the classroom one after another, and the students gradually filled most of the empty seats.

Perhaps because she came from a different city and was a little restrained, the classroom was much quieter than she expected, and most of the people sat in their seats fiddling with their personal terminals.

Oh no, there's a hedgehog-haired mature boy who is persistently harassing his classmates.

However, because of the fierce eyes in his eyes, although he behaved enthusiastically, the action of making friends did not seem to be very successful.

"This classmate, are you not feeling well? How can we help? ”

The sound of basketball shoes approaching, the hedgehog-headed fierce-eyed boy gently knocked on the table of Youmeng, and said with concern.

raised his head and took a look, obviously such a young man who looked like a high school student with a face full of hair, and he couldn't solve the death that Youmeng had done before.

Rolling on the desk without any image, Yumeng turned his back to the boy and replied sullenly, "No, please ignore me." ”

"That, my name is Kamijo Aoten, and I just got promoted to Yuracis Academy from Kanna Junior High School in Gakuin City......"

"Wait......"

Youmeng raised her head and asked expressionlessly, "What did you say your name was?" ”

"Aoten, is there anything you need help with?"

"Oh, now it does." The girl nodded, looked the young man with hedgehog hair up and down, and smiled sweetly: "This classmate, you can ask you to put your right hand behind your back, and then walk five meters away from me - I am seriously allergic to your name." ”

Uejo Aoten scratched his cheek in confusion, "But...... Doesn't you seem to have told me your name? In the future, we will be classmates, and it is not normal to understand each other and promote friendship. ”

Youmeng glanced at him, so uninteresting? I've confirmed that I'm a very dangerous person.

The students who were close to each other heard the conversation taking place in the back of the classroom and stopped to discuss it.

How did you unconsciously become the focus again?

Youmeng frowned, and she was in an irritable mood. Let me think about how to successfully start with the big orange and fundamentally cut off all the unstable factors.

In the depths of his soul, a burst of tranquil blue wisdom arcane runes trembled slightly, and ripples spread out, instantly calming down Youmeng.

A flash of inspiration flashed in the girl's mind!

In an instant, she found a simple path to solve the problem from the chaos of her thoughts.

There was a hint of arrogance and indifference from the top in his eyes unconsciously, and Youmeng responded coldly: "It's okay to refuse." I'm sorry, I'm not used to talking to people with worse grades than me. ”

Looking around coldly, the girl's hand condensed the brilliance of spiritual power, and added in a voice that was not very large, but enough for everyone to hear: "It's not aimed at you, but to say - everyone here, please prove your strength before talking." ”

There was an uproar.