Transfer Classes

The darkened television reflected his face.

That face still wore the same dispirited expression.

Looking at his own face, he inexplicably felt irritated again.

He took a sip of cola, rose to his feet, walked to the window, and looked outside.

The view from this apartment was fairly good. From here, he could see the endless stream of traffic, as well as the Great River in the distance. Great River was simply its name. It spanned the entire country and was the reason Jiangyang City was called Jiangyang.

Ships continued to travel up and down the river. With the Dead Zone spreading in recent years, river transport had become increasingly frequent due to migration. Even at night, the river was brightly lit.

However, the Dead Zone had yet to spread to Jiangyang City. The greatest dangers Jiangyang City faced were merely Witch and Fierce Beast. At present, neither of those dangers had much to do with her.

Now that this month's quota had been met, he had more than enough reason to slack off for the next half month.

As a professional Magical Girl, she would not do anything unnecessary. As the saying went, young people needed more opportunities.

He tossed the cola bottle aside.

Training Huali was a minor matter. Jiang Ke'an making moves again was the real problem.

Of all the beings he knew, the Dark Witch was the blackest, darkest, most wicked, and most evil. Nothing good ever came from getting involved with her.

It had been two years since he had parted ways with her.

He had barely managed to escape her side. He had no desire to see her again.

As for the ten people who knew his identity, he was in no hurry to find them. Since he had already met this month's performance target, as long as they did not provoke him, they could at least live until next month.

If the Dark Witch had plans for him, she could not possibly have told only ten people. If she wanted to, every Witch in the Witches' Society across the world would know of Fu You's existence.

He scratched his head, feeling slightly vexed by the matter.

He really did not want to work.

In the distance, the battle between Magical Girl and Fierce Beast flickered faintly along the riverbank.

On average, 2.3 Fierce Beast appeared in Jiangyang City each day.

With Huali's magic exhausted, he quietly estimated that she would need at least two days of rest before she regained any fighting ability.

That junior who praised him for being handsome...

She was not bad.

He yawned.

Then he drew the curtains.

Early the next morning, after washing up and tidying himself slightly in the mirror, he slung a shoulder bag over his back, shoved both hands into his pockets, and headed toward school step by step.

It was peak school commute time, and the gate was packed with students.

Students these days seemed to be well-fed. At one meter seventy, he was not particularly tall here. Even quite a few girls were taller than him.

"Is that guy a delinquent?"

"Probably?"

Girls rarely came near him.

His choppy hair reached almost to his shoulders. It counted as short hair compared to girls, but was far too long for a boy. Together with the red earring he wore, it gave him an especially strong delinquent air.

He answered those hostile gazes only with lazy disdain.

When that disdainful look fell upon the girls, most of them quickly ran away, afraid of having anything to do with him.

Jiangyang No. 2 High School was a humanities-focused school, and there were especially many girls.

"Fu You! You actually made it on time today?"

A hand landed on his shoulder.

Fu You turned and saw Meng Yu, the girl who sat in the row ahead of him.

"Mm."

"I thought you were the type who was definitely always late," Meng Yu said with a smile.

"Mm."

Fu You replied flatly.

Meng Yu was not afraid of him at all.

"Did you do yesterday's homework? Did you even know the teacher assigned homework yesterday?"

"No."

"I really envy you. You don't do homework or listen in class, yet you never have to worry about the teacher calling your parents."

Fu You rubbed her head, messing up her short hair even more. "Study hard. Talk to me when you can score higher than me on an exam."

"You're awful. How do you even study? Why can you get such good grades without listening in class?" Meng Yu hurriedly fixed her hair again.

Fu You merely shrugged without saying anything.

Chatting idly, the two of them entered the classroom.

He returned to his seat in the corner and looked out the window.

He could vaguely hear the boys nearby discussing the news about the Magical Girl who had appeared at the hospital yesterday.

In the past, he rarely appeared as a Magical Girl where other people could see him. Recently, though, he had become increasingly careless about concealing his whereabouts.

"Just who was that Magical Girl? She seemed really strong."

"I heard from other Magical Girls that she's not a good person."

"Can Magical Girls be good or bad?"

"Of course."

Fu You never joined in such pointless chatter.

"Hey, Fu You, did you see the news? What do you think of that black-clad Magical Girl from yesterday?"

"..." Fu You looked at the boys helplessly.

They were being a little too familiar.

His delinquent aura could scare off the well-behaved kids, but it made these already rough boys like him even more.

Rebellious boys like him were usually loyal. Loyal brothers were good to have around.

"She was pretty." The moment the words left his mouth, Fu You's face inexplicably reddened.

His skin was fair, so that flush was easy to notice.

"Why are you blushing? Do you have a crush on that Magical Girl too?"

"...I guess."

"So you like that type! Too bad you don't stand a chance. She's mine." The burly Sun Wuliang beside him burst into laughter.

That thick arm draped over Fu You's shoulder, making his whole body tremble under the weight. He instinctively knocked it away.

His body was not actually that strong.

"The teacher's here!"

Someone gave a low shout, and the unruly students in the back rows hurried back to their seats and obediently began morning reading.

Fu You glanced outside and saw the homeroom teacher enter with a blond-haired boy.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Liu Rui." The blond boy struck a pose for the class and flashed a handsome smile.

That single smile made the girls in the classroom cry out.

"So handsome!"

Fu You froze slightly.

"He just transferred here from another school. From now on, he'll be your classmate, so get along well with him."

"Is he a foreigner?" someone asked.

"No, I'm just mixed-race."

The homeroom teacher stopped the commotion and pointed to the seat behind Fu You.

"You can sit there."

"Yes, teacher."

Despite his blond hair, he acted remarkably obedient.

He jogged over and took his seat.

Fu You turned his head away and did not look at him.

But Liu Rui patted Fu You from behind. "Brother, what class do we have next? I just transferred here and don't have a schedule. Can you lend me your textbook so we can look at it together?"

Fu You turned around with a gloomy expression. "No."

Hearing that, Meng Yu, who sat in front, swiftly turned around. "Let's switch seats. He can use my textbook."

Fu You fell silent for a moment, then switched seats with Meng Yu.

Then a boy and a girl sat behind him, flipping through the textbook together.

He had only switched seats, yet now he no longer had the view outside the window.

Fu You was utterly speechless and rubbed his temples.

What exactly was Sun Feiliu trying to do? Why had he specifically moved Huali here?

Did he want the whole world to know that he, Fu You, was that black Magical Girl?