Planning the School Festival / A New Change
After becoming a demonic cultivator, the education that ordinary people receive becomes less meaningful to her. She doesn't need that education to go to university or work in society, because she is already able to profoundly influence this country.
Compared to the classroom, the knowledge of the Myriad Transformation Devil Venerable is far more precious.
Although Yotsuya Miko's impression of the Xuanhui Realm was still not very deep, she had already recognized Zhang Qiudao's strength. Zhang Qiudao's strength was not his martial prowess, but everything he studied. It was because he tried to see through the essence of these things and arrived at his own conclusions that this Myriad Transformation Devil Venerable, who had dominated the Xuanhui Realm for thousands of years, was so awe-inspiring.
It was precisely because of her acquisition of knowledge about celestial demons and magical techniques before the great battle with her inner demon that she found it less difficult to deal with the inner demon than when she faced the Mountain God and the Xuanming Python. She knew the inner demon's weaknesses and its true nature, and thus had a quantifiable standard in her mind.
Trading a heart for the life of a demon within is a worthwhile trade. Even more worthwhile is that she observed a demon within herself, which is beneficial for Heavenly Devil False Body True Understanding. The demon she wants to simulate can shift from the Greedy Devil to the demon within, which is progress.
As she continued to absorb this knowledge, Hua secretly ate the leftover bread from her lunch.
Yurikawa Hana's constitution is somewhat special, but that's all; it doesn't endanger her life.
That's why Yotsuya Miko had no intention of changing Hana's big appetite.
It must be said that she did have a good appetite. After eating such a hearty lunch, she felt a little hungry again in the afternoon, so she secretly ate the bread in her hand.
While eating, she used a book to cover her face, taking a big bite and puffing out her cheeks like a hamster before lifting her head from under the drawer. She chewed the bread using the book as cover, minimizing the risk of being discovered. After all, hiding her head under the drawer was quite conspicuous. If the bread hadn't been so soft that she could only tear off a small piece by hand, she wouldn't have wanted to eat it this way.
"..."
Tono Zen moved silently between the seats, his gaze seemingly fixed on the textbook, but he had actually noticed Hana sneaking a bite to eat during class, and also noticed Yotsuya Miko, whose eyes were vacant and whose mind was completely elsewhere.
These subtle actions were far too obvious to him.
But what could he do? He could only turn a blind eye, after all, these two students still held considerable weight in his heart.
He could understand Hua's sneaky eating; after spending more time with her, he understood her situation. Hua had a naturally good appetite, so she got hungry very easily, often getting hungry halfway through class. Rather than saying she was greedy, it was more accurate to say she had to eat; if she didn't, she would be hungry, and her mental state would worsen.
As for Yotsuya Miko... Eriiyama Kiku (Part 3)...
"Yotsuya-kun."
After the previous student finished reading the textbook, Tono Zen once again called on Yotsuya Miko.
Please read the following six paragraphs aloud.
"OK."
Yotsuya Miko recovered instantly, stood up and read the rest of the text aloud without needing any prompting.
This was what surprised him; she was clearly daydreaming in class, yet when he called on her to read the text, she could continue reading without any prompting, as if she hadn't been daydreaming at all.
But she was clearly distracted.
Tono Zen, who couldn't understand it, could only conclude that this student was exceptionally talented. To be able to do this much, even if she was daydreaming in class, he really couldn't say anything. Saying that she wasn't paying attention? There was no need for that. Now, when he asked Miko to answer the question about the main idea of the article, she could answer it in a very logical and eloquent way.
Therefore, Tono Zen could only turn a blind eye and let her wander off.
"Ding-dong."
The bell rang to signal the end of class amidst the sounds of reading aloud and explanation, marking the end of Tono Zen's class.
However, as a homeroom teacher, his work was only just beginning.
"You all probably already know, right?"
He closed the book and looked at the students. He could call out the name of each one of them, and no longer needed to rely on the attendance list.
Should I repeat myself?
The students present all laughed spontaneously, except for one hand that was raised high.
"Um... what's the matter?"
The one who raised her hand was Hua, with a bit of breadcrumbs still stuck to the corner of her mouth. She couldn't understand a word of the conversation between Tono Zen and her classmates, and Yotsuya Miko next to her probably didn't either, since she had so much on her plate and rarely interacted with her classmates.
"... cultural festival."
Tono Zen sighed softly and wrote these words in large characters on the blackboard.
"Our school's annual cultural festival, held in late autumn, is in a month, so you have plenty of time. However, it's best to choose the activities your class will present as soon as possible. I will be responsible for raising funds. Although the school will allocate a budget, it's limited. So, during this period, it's best to try to save money as much as possible, or collect some fees from your class. Of course, this is not mandatory."
"Okay."
The students spoke nonchalantly, their eyes fixed on the blackboard; the most crucial moment was about to begin.
"The next period is for free discussion and planning. You have the time."
After writing the words "Cultural Festival" on the blackboard, Tono Zen picked up his textbook and handouts and walked towards the classroom door.
After Tono Zen left, the classroom finally erupted in cheers.
"The cultural festival! I'm so excited!"
"Our class must do an amazing job at this year's cultural festival, everyone!"
The clamor rose and fell, forcing even Yotsuya Miko was continuing to study the incantation, to abandon her research.
"Indeed, the cultural festival is almost here."
She also sighed, reflecting on the passage of time.
Time really flies.
Chapter 257 Planning the Cultural Festival
The arrangements for the cultural festival were quickly finalized. Perhaps due to the recent popularity of ghost and monster culture, the girls in the class suggested a haunted house, which received the majority of votes in favor.
"So, it's a haunted house!"
The class monitor drew a large circle on the haunted house, deciding to use it as the class theme.
Next came the specific plans and arrangements, which could not be covered in one class, and everyone was in high spirits.
Yotsuya Miko silently watched the girls chattering, simply waiting for the task to be assigned.
She had little interest in cultural festivals, or rather, after becoming a demonic cultivator, she rarely felt anything about these things anymore. Spiritual Sense gave her insight into things, while strength gave her a different perspective.
She is not bothered by the troubles of mortals, and therefore, these precious memories that follow those troubles also cease to exist for her.
After discussion, the tasks were finally assigned. Yurikawa Hana was assigned the role of a receptionist at the door, while Yotsuya Miko was assigned the role of an actress pretending to be Ghosts.
"... Hopefully, it won't scare all the tourists away."
Looking at Yotsuya Miko and thinking about her amazing skills, Hua began to feel sorry for the tourists.
Let alone fake Ghosts, even real Ghosts Yotsuya Miko have been seen and killed countless of them.
Having professionals who specialize in exorcising ghosts pretend to be Ghosts is truly absurd, like using a nuclear weapon to kill a mosquito.
"Well, don't worry, I'll just dress up as Ghosts for a bit."
Miko simply smiled at her concerns and didn't say anything more.
After the tasks were assigned, it was almost time to leave school. Students gradually walked out of the campus, chattering about their assignments, their anticipation of the cultural festival, and things like that.
Such activities require a long preparation time, with a significant amount of time spent on material preparation. Because the themes of the students' events vary, the school cannot find a supplier that can meet the needs of all students. The students must contact and prepare the necessary materials themselves. The school only provides a basic budget, and students must raise the funds for anything beyond that.
However, it is precisely for this reason that the cultural festival greatly motivates students. Such activities not only enhance the school's reputation but also strengthen the relationships between students in each class, fostering positive inter-student bonds and helping to reduce the occurrence of some serious incidents.
Of course, it doesn't always play a positive role.
Yuria looked at the girls in front of her; these students had put her in charge of procuring all the materials.
"Responsible for procuring materials."
She slowly tidied the table and packed her books into her schoolbag.
The matter of Divine Gate cannot be told to ordinary people, so she continues to play an inconspicuous role in the class, and people only realize that such a person exists when they occasionally think of her.
After the Kaishoku Shugaku incident, these students behaved themselves for a while, but they weren't always quiet.
"Then I'll leave it to you, Nibutō-kun."
Smiling, the girls handed over the most troublesome task to Yuria and prepared to leave.
However, just as they were about to leave, the voice behind them clearly reached their ears.
"Okay, let's go pick up the materials today."
Yuria shook her arm, no longer caring much about the girls' malice. After what happened with Kaishoku Shugaku, they no longer dared to do anything more malicious, and the school had once again seriously declared the prohibition of such things; at most, they were just causing trouble for others.
"If it's for the coffee shop, could you come with me to get the necessary ingredients?"
Where to?
The girls, not understanding what was going on, just glanced at her in surprise.
"Go see a boss."
Yuria spoke calmly, pulling out a number from her phone. Having served as the deputy head of the Special Affairs Department at Divine Gate for so many days, she had gotten to know some people. Although she was no longer the Special Affairs Department head, she could still manage to meet with them. Because of this, her parents' business had become much busier.
"A boss?"
These people were stunned, and for a moment they suddenly felt it was unreal.
"Hello, I'm sorry to trouble you, but do you have time to go to...?"
The call went through quickly, from start to finish. When Yuria hung up, her expression was almost the same as when she was at the Special Affairs Department.
"Well then, let's go. The shuttle bus is almost at the school gate."
You think we'll just go because you tell us to?
The three of them wanted to say those words, but they couldn't say anything. They just stared blankly at Yuria, who had already started walking towards the classroom, and then, as if waking from a dream, followed behind her.
"Wait, is this real?!"
Yuria didn't say anything, she just walked silently, greeted Yotsuya Miko in the corridor and then arrived at the school gate.
The van was very conspicuous at the school gate, so much so that the middle-aged people who got out of the car and waited nearby received a lot of attention.
"Minister Nibutō, I apologize for keeping you waiting."
"That's not true, and besides, I'm no longer the deputy minister."
Yuria looked at the middle-aged man in front of her and got into the passenger seat of the van.
"I didn't expect you to come in person."
The middle-aged man simply smiled and got into the driver's seat.
"It seems you are unaware of the recent news issued by the Divine Gate branch. Chief Okita has appointed you as the honorary head of the Special Affairs Department."
"... I didn't know anything about that."
Yuria shook her head, rolled down the car window, and waved to the three people who seemed unable to believe what was happening, signaling them to get in the car.
"Your intelligence is truly astute."
"You flatter me."
The middle-aged man replied that he hadn't come to greet Yuria personally for no reason. He was a businessman and knew what would be most advantageous for him.
"Is Minister Yuria currently planning the cultural festival? Is that why she approached me?"
"I just want to ask for your help because of what you're seeing now."
Yuria spoke quite frankly.
"Here, your identity is much more useful than that of Divine Gate."
"I see."
The middle-aged man nodded, glancing at Yuria behind him. He didn't know much about this former deputy head of the Special Affairs Department who was still a student, only guessing that her identity was unusual. Perhaps she was disguising herself at the school to conceal her identity. He could tell at a glance that the three of them didn't get along with Yuria.
Although he didn't know why Yuria was now using his influence to intimidate the three girls, he decided to do as she said.
Chapter 258 New Changes
As it turns out, there are actually many ways to avoid trouble.
Yuria took three girls on a trip, and the day after they returned, a rumor began to circulate.
"Futamido Yuria, is this school hiding a second-generation official?"
Upon seeing this rumor, Yotsuya Miko couldn't help but laugh, and immediately understood what Yuria had done yesterday.
"To come up with such a method to deal with the hostility in the class, you really are something else. After being in Divine Gate for so long, you've learned this trick."
"It's more accurate to say I overlooked one crucial detail."
Yuria opened the bento box in her hand; she hadn't made a second one today. If it were just her and Miko, making an extra Yurikawa Hana was there too.
She did want to do Hua's share as well, but she simply couldn't, given Hua's appetite. With Miko's persuasion, she gave up on the idea.