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Dinner ended peacefully in the midst of Kanichi Shirahama's suffering.

After that, Ito, who didn't need to finish washing his chopsticks and was not busy with anything, found the enthusiastic Apacha again and continued his Muay Thai training program.

In this way, in the case of learning with heart and teaching hard, the time came at ten o'clock at night unconsciously. After seven or eight hours of continuous teaching, Ito Nari, who has self-hypnosis to adjust his body and memorize standardized movements, has basically reviewed all the basics of Muay Thai, and has mastered his own cultivation according to these foundations, but some of the movements that are out of shape and flawed have been modified and corrected.

"I'm sorry for you today, Master Apcha." After finishing his studies, Ito Nari bowed to Apacha with gratitude.

"You're welcome, Apacha is very happy today." Apacha said with an innocent smile.

Ito Cheng didn't say anything more about this, saluted Apacha again, turned around and walked over to Ma Jianxing, who was sitting by the wall reading an adult magazine.

"Master." Ito Cheng, who came to Ma Jianxing's side, shouted in a low voice.

"Huh?" Ma Jianxing took his eyes off the adult magazine, looked at Ito Cheng with a puzzled expression, and let out a low inquiring voice.

"That's right, tomorrow morning I want to take a leave of absence to go through my transfer procedures." Nari Ito explained.

"Oh, I forgot if you didn't say it, you're still a student." Ma Jianxing smiled, then nodded and agreed, "I know, you can do your own business tomorrow." ”

"I'll do my best to finish my personal affairs and come back to finish your training." Ito said.

"Don't worry, cultivation is not a matter of one or two days. With your knowledge, you should know what it means to be "desired, not attained." Ma Jianxing returned his gaze to the adult magazine in his hand and admonished.

"Yes." Ito Nari replied respectfully.

Then Ito Cheng saluted Ma Jianxing and turned to leave the house. When I returned to my room, I took a towel and washed it. After the wash, she sat down cross-legged on the ground, closed her eyes and practiced the energy in her body, and reviewed the essentials of jiu-jitsu, karate, and Muay Thai from Misaki-goe Temple, Akiyu, Reverse Oni Zhixu, and Apcha today.

The rest of the night was silent. Time came to the next day in the blink of an eye in Ito's cultivation.

"Kanichi, Miyu, call me when you go to school." When it comes to washing. Ito Nari said to Kanichi Shirahama and Miwa Kazerinji.

"Oh, okay." Shirahama agreed.

Immediately, the three of them stopped talking, and each tidied up his personal hygiene. Then, after cleaning up, he went to the dojo one after another and began the morning exercises belonging to Ito Nari, Shirahama Kanichi, and Miwa of Fenglin Temple.

It's just that compared to yesterday's training volume, this training amount during today's morning exercise is easy for Shirahama Kanichi, but that's only for Shirahama Kanichi, who is used to Liang Shanbo's training volume. If you just change to another person, you can definitely make that guy not die and shed his skin.

It was still more than an hour or so, and everyone ended their morning exercise one after another and came to the side house to enjoy the breakfast prepared by Miyu.

"Ito-nari, we're leaving." Meal. Kanichi Shirahama, who changed into a karate uniform and a summer school uniform, greeted Ito-nari.

"Wait, I'll go with you." Hearing the greeting, Ito Nari hurriedly ran out of the house and came to the side of Shirahama Kanichi and Kazerinji Miwa and said.

"Huh? Come with us? Shirahama Kanichi said with a surprised face.

"Well, I have some things to deal with at your school today, just together." Nari Ito explained.

"Oh." Shirahama nodded a little, and took Ito Nari with him, and walked towards the desolate high school where he and Miwa of the Wind Forest Temple studied.

On the way, Shirahama Kanichi also asked Ito Nari curiously what he was doing at Desolate High School, but Ito Nari was perfunctory with a mysterious smile, which made Shirahama Kanichi full of doubts and puzzles.

"Ah, kitten." At this time, he heard the cheering cry of Miwa of the Wind Forest Temple, and quickly ran away from Ito Nari and Kanichi Shirahama, ran to a telephone pole located next to the street, and squatted down, staring at the wild cat in front of him who was looking for food in the garbage heap with starry eyes, and muttered, "It's so cute." ”

"Here we go again." Seeing this, Shirahama Kanichi sighed helplessly.

"Is this often the case with Miyu?" Ito asked.

"Well, basically, as long as she touches a cat on the road, Miyu will become unable to move, stay there and watch the cat, until the cat leaves on its own." Kanichi Shirahama sighed.

"If you like it so much, why don't you get one and raise it." Itonari asked, turning his head to look at Miwa of Kadarinji, who had regained her normal body because the kitten ran away.

"Because ah......" Speaking of this, Miyu's expression changed in Fenglin Temple, and she deduced from her own fantasy, "If you bring the kitten back, Qiu Yu will definitely use the kitten to make some messy real yàn, Master Ma will eat the kitten as food, Mr. Reverse Ghost knows that he won't like cats when he looks at it like that, and although Apacha likes small animals, he doesn't take it lightly, maybe he will kill the cat, as for Shi Yu's ......"

"Anyway, it's going to be a good death." Fenglin Temple Miyu sighed.

"Hehe~" Listening to Miyu's statement in the Wind Forest Temple, the corners of Ito's mouth twitched unconsciously.

"Okay, let's go, or I'll be late again." Kanichi Shirahama, who was looking down at the time on his watch, reminded him loudly.

"Sorry, let's go." Hearing this, Miyu of the Wind Forest Temple playfully stuck out her tongue and took the lead in running towards the location of the Desolate High School. Behind her, Ito Nari and Shirahama Kanichi also took steps one after another, running to follow.

"Where is the principal's office?" A moment later, Ito Nari, who walked into the deserted high school campus, asked about Kanichi Shirahama, who was beside him.

"On the third floor of the West School Building." Kanichi Shirahama replied.

"Oh." Itonari nodded, then stopped and greeted Kanichi Shirahama and Miwa Kadarinji, "You guys go to the classroom, I'll go to the principal's office." ”

After saying that, Ito turned around and walked towards the West Teaching Building, where the principal's office was located.

……

"Dang dang dang." Ito-naru, who was standing in front of the door of the room with a white rectangular notice board with the words "Principal's Office" hanging from the thin steel bar protruding above the door frame, reached out and knocked on the door in front of him.

"Come in." The next moment, a calm male voice came from behind the door.

Ito, who had received permission, reached out and opened the door and stepped inside.

"You are?" The principal, who was sitting behind a desk, looked at Ito-nai who pushed the door in confusion and asked.

"Sorry to interrupt." Ito first closed the door and locked it. Then he looked up at the principal and said with a smile, and then without waiting for the principal to react, he used hypnosis to control the principal.

"Tsk. Sure enough, the anime world is inseparable from campus life.,This seems to be the third time I've entered the school outside of time.。 Ito Nari, who walked slowly to the principal's side, sighed softly.

Then Ito Nari reached out and opened the computer placed on the principal's desk, connected to the network, and pressed his hand on the computer case to activate his electromagnetic control ability.

Almost instantly. Similar to the number of waterfalls in The Matrix, he suddenly appeared on the computer screen, and met the eyes of Ito Nari, whose eyes were flashing with a strange light.

"That's it." More than five minutes later, Ito retracted his palm pressed on a few boxes of the computer. He muttered to himself with a smile on his face.

In the past five minutes, Ito Nari first used the Internet to hack into Japan's household registration management system to forge a false household registration information for himself, and then used this household registration information to make a fake student registration information in the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology, which is responsible for managing the student registration information, and then forged a piece of information in the public security system of the county and city where Liang Shanbo is located, and finally transferred the combined information to the education management department at the higher level of the Desolate High School to complete the final decision.

"I'm a new transfer student, Ito, and I'm in my second year of high school, so my class is set at ......," Ito said about the class. Then he continued, "Class X in the second year." ”

"Yes." The headmaster, who was controlled by Ito's hypnosis, responded mechanically.

At this time, Ito Nari, who saw that the matter was finished, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, waking the principal from the control of hypnosis.

"It's Ito-sani." The headmaster, who had recovered from hypnosis, first paused, and then immediately changed to a smiling face, looked at Ito Nari and said, "I didn't expect you to come to the school so early to report." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the phone on the desk, and randomly pressed a few numbers to dial out.

"Call Director Iwamoto for a moment." The principal said into the phone. After speaking, he unilaterally hung up the phone.

Shortly after the phone was hung up, a bald man who looked to be in his forties came to the principal's room.

"Headmaster, you're looking for me." The bald man with the name Iwamoto said to the principal very humbly.

"Yes." The principal nodded and said, then stretched out his hand and pointed to Ito Nari, who was standing on the side, and continued, "This is Ito Nari, who is newly transferred from another school, you send him to Class X of the second year on my behalf." ”

"Okay." Iwamoto nodded in response.

"Alright, let's go." Seeing Iwamoto's promise, the principal nodded and said.

Then, the bald man named Iwamoto left the principal's office with Ito-nari and went to the second year X class.

The two of them didn't say anything along the way, and soon came to the door of Class X in the second year.

"Teacher Xiaolu, you come out." The bald man reached out and pulled open the sliding door in front of him, and said to the female teacher who was teaching inside.

"Director Iwamoto." Teacher Xiaolu, who walked out of the classroom and closed the sliding door again, greeted.

"This is a newly transferred Ito-sama, who will officially join your class from today." Iwamoto bent his arm to introduce the fawn teacher.

"Hello Teacher Xiaolu, please take care of me in the future." Ito Nari politely saluted the deer-sensei who was looking at him.

"Okay, I still have something to do, let's go first." Iwamoto, who saw that the two had finished getting acquainted, said.

"Director Iwamoto walks slowly." Teacher Xiaolu saluted.

"Alright, let's go in too." After Director Iwamoto left completely, Mr. Oga, who retracted his gaze, said to Ito-nari.

"Okay." Ito Nari agreed.

Immediately, Mr. Owka turned around and opened the sliding door of the classroom and walked into the classroom with Ito Nari.

"Everyone, pause." Teacher Xiaolu, who walked into the classroom and stood on the podium, clapped his hands and greeted the students below. Then, after the attention of the students was almost all over, he officially introduced, "This is Ito-Nari, a new transferee, who will officially join our class from today, everyone is welcome." ”

"Bang bang." The sparse clapping sound of the students sounded from among the students.

"Hello everyone, I'm Nari Ito, please take care of me in the future." As is customary, Ito introduced himself to the crowd.

"You just sit down ......," Mr. Oka, who saw Ito Nari finish introducing himself, slowly swept his eyes in the classroom, and muttered in a low voice.

"Teacher, I'll just sit down next to that classmate." Before Mr. Xiaolu could decide, Ito Nari had already stretched out his hand and pointed to the empty seat next to a female student in the back row of the classroom.

"Okay, you'll just sit next to Nanjo-san." For Ito Cheng's request, Mr. Xiaolu didn't think there was any problem, so he nodded and agreed.

The corners of Ito's mouth curled up when he got permission, and he walked over to the female student who had not looked right since he entered the classroom.

"Hello, I'm Nari Ito, please take care of me in the future." Ito Nari, who walked to the vacant seat and sat down, turned his head and said to the female student next to him, then lowered his voice and said again in a way that only he and the female student could hear, "We meet again, the eighth fist of Ragnarok - Nanjo Kisara." ”

"You bastard." Nanjo Kisara gritted his back molars and said in an equally low voice.

"I'll be waiting for you on the rooftop after class." Ito Nari straightened his body and said to Kisara Nanjo with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret.

At this time, Mr. Xiaolu, who saw Ito Narian sitting down, picked up the teaching materials in front of him again and continued to teach from the place where he had been interrupted just now.

For Ito Cheng, this kind of Cheng dù's course is naturally not difficult, not to mention that he didn't come to school to study, but to facilitate himself to cut into the plot, so he didn't take the course to heart at all, so he made a serious appearance on the surface, but secretly he was distracted, correcting his martial arts skills in his mind.

Compared to Ito's leisurely and comfortable, Nanjo Kisara who was sitting next to him was not very comfortable, and it seemed that there were thousands of ants crawling all over his body, which was uncomfortable.

Under this kind of torment, the short class time of dozens of minutes was more than a few years for Nanjo Kisara at this time.

But fortunately, no matter how long the time is, it will eventually have a head, which is not more than thirty minutes later, with a "jingle bell" sounding, Teacher Xiaolu finally stopped her teaching and announced the end of the class.

As the word "class ends" was shouted, all the students who had been sitting in the class immediately relaxed and made a noise in the classroom. (To be continued.) )