Magical Girls

To be honest, Lu Xiaoyuan had a fairly good first impression of Zhou Xiaoming, the transfer student who had just joined Second Year Class Three.

Seeing him sit beside her and become her desk mate, she felt a faint sense of secret delight.

What surprised her even more was that at noon, when the students took out the lunchboxes from their bags to eat, the girls in class all invited Zhou Xiaoming:

"Xiaoming, come eat lunch with us."

"Xiaoming, my mom made my favorite three-striped fish today. Come have some too."

"Xiaoming, the luncheon meat my mom made is really good~"

Faced with their enthusiastic invitations, Zhou Xiaoming merely thanked them. Then he took out the large lunchbox from his bag and said to the people at Lu Xiaoyuan's table, "Excuse me, can I sit with you?"

The students on this planet also had their own social circles. Signs that someone considered you a friend included eating lunch together, going home from school together, and joining the same clubs.

Clearly, the other girls' invitations for Zhou Xiaoming to sit with them meant that they wanted to be friends with him.

But to those girls' disappointment, Zhou Xiaoming politely declined them and instead asked Lu Xiaoyuan if he could join her little circle.

"O-Okay..." Lu Xiaoyuan nodded awkwardly.

"Welcome." The long black-haired girl sitting beside Lu Xiaoyuan was much more gracious in welcoming Zhou Xiaoming.

"Thank you."

Zhou Xiaoming placed his large lunchbox on the desk. Besides a box of rice, it contained two compartments full of dishes: fried fish, spring rolls, meatballs, sausages, and more. There was a great variety, all brightly colored and fragrant enough to make mouths water.

But clearly, this lunchbox contained far more food than a normal thirteen-year-old middle school student could eat.

It would have