Chapter 6

Life in the technical college is nothing special. In the first week, the freshmen will not be assigned tasks, but will attend classes in school.

The morning classes are cultural classes that cannot be changed. In the spacious classroom, there are only four desks in front of the podium, which makes the space seem particularly empty.

When the JKs arrived at the classroom, they were not surprised by the empty space.

Although it was only a week after the start of the school, the DKs also completely exposed their true nature. If those two people had not been late that day, the sun would have risen from the west.

Feng Haya Rin carried breakfast, walked to the third desk on the left, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Jiairi Naoko yawned and walked lazily to her side and sat down.

Feng Haya Rin rubbed her temples and said, "Sandwich?"

She read novels a little late last night, and she felt that her head was swollen when she got up early today.

"Okay." Jiairi Naoko took the sandwich and took a bite, and handed over the milk at hand, "Milk."

Jiairi Naoko was used to drinking a cup of coffee in the morning at first, but Feng Haya Rin liked to eat better in the morning, and gradually her eating habits were also distorted.

Feng Hayabusa Rin smiled, swallowed the sandwich in her mouth, broke open the straw and inserted it into the milk to take a big sip.

Only after seeing the two people finish their breakfast did the Chinese teacher who came early enter the classroom.

"Good morning, teacher!" Feng Hayabusa Rin smiled and greeted the teacher, while quickly cleaning up the garbage on the desk.

The Chinese teacher was a middle-aged man.

However, looking at his trembling and bald appearance, he was obviously tortured by the freshmen of the technical high school.

"Good morning, Feng Hayabusa, Ieiri." The teacher stepped into the classroom, put the textbook on the podium, looked around the classroom and didn't dare to ask about the two DKs.

Ieiri Naoko replied, then stretched her legs, stretched her neck, and then lowered her head to flip through the medical book as thick as a brick at hand.

Feng Hayabusa Rin also skillfully took out her notebook, which was densely recorded with data from recent experiments.

She scribbled and corrected on another piece of draft paper to make calculations of variables, preparing for the next few experiments.

The formula of the polyjuice potion is always a little off. Although there is a general formula, due to the difference in species, she needs to experiment a little bit on her own for substitution or dosage.

You know, the red potion at the beginning was made into a blood loss BUFF by her. It is simply a must-have for house fighting and assassination, and it is hotly sought after in the black market.

The Chinese teacher is also accustomed to this scene and has no temper. After the bell rang, he opened the textbook and started teaching.

Halfway through the class, the two DKs came late.

One walked in front with his hands in his pockets and bent over, and the other followed behind with a drink in his hand, his whole back bent backwards, and his posture was weird.

The two people's strange walking postures are like pseudo-humans, but they are unexpectedly harmonious.

Even though they have been late for a long time, the two people's expressions have not changed at all, and they walked into the classroom with a swagger.

"Morning, Rin, Nitro." Xia Yujie looked at the JKs who were busy sitting in their seats and greeted them first.

"Morning, Jie, Wu." Fengzao Lin took the time to look up and respond.

Without even raising her head, Ieiri Naoko said, "Good morning."

"Good morning." Gojo Satoru said lazily. When passing by the podium, he leaned his head over the purple-haired girl's desk and looked at the things she was tinkering with. "Making medicine?"

Fenghaya Rin nodded and pushed the boy's head with the pen cap. "Recently, I've been researching polyjuice potion."

Gojo Satoru's eyes fell on the pen cap in front of him, and he smiled proudly and leaned forward a little bit until the white head completely occupied the other's field of vision before saying, "What is it for?"

"It's time for class, Satoru." Xia Yujie was still somewhat conscious, glanced at the podium, then reached out and grabbed Gojo Satoru's collar and dragged him away.

Gojo Satoru reluctantly sat back in his seat, and the whole person lay on the table like a boneless mollusk, his hands still rummaging in the table drawer.

"Rin, what is it for?" Gojo Satoru took out the bread that he had put in there before, stuffed it into his mouth carelessly, and asked again in a vague voice.

Seeing Xia Yujie's gaze, he threw one directly over.

Xia Yujie reached out to catch it.

Compared to Gojo Satoru, he was still a little better, at least he knew to stand the book upright before eating.

Feng Haya Rin: "It can turn a person into another person. One dose can last for an hour. For example, as long as I have Nozomi's hair, I can become Nozomi's appearance."

Hearing this, Ieiri Nozomi raised her head from the heavy book, "Height can change anything?"

Although the spell was already very unscientific, she still struggled out of habit.

"It's exactly the same, even Satoru's six eyes can be copied." Feng Haya Rin turned the pen and said proudly.

The snow-blue eyes sparkled.

"It's so fun, I'll take a dose when the time comes." Gojo Satoru's eyes rolled behind his sunglasses, obviously thinking of some bad ideas, and quickly ordered it from the girl.

Feng Haya Rin nodded and said generously: "Don't worry, wait until I make it, everyone will take a dose, let's make it clear first, I want to become Satoru."

She wanted to try whether the so-called six eyes of the blue eyes could be copied.

"Then I choose Geto." Ieiri Nozomi also became interested.

Who doesn't want to try painless sex change?

Gojo Satoru tilted his head slightly, his eyes fell on the purple-haired girl, and he stretched out his finger: "I'll become Rin."

Xiayou Jie didn't pick: "Then I'll become Naoko."

These two are also shameless people, and they are not only well accepted for sex change, but also a little impatient.

The Chinese teacher on the podium was talking about the course content, with an expression of "I can't see and I can't care", and didn't want to interrupt the small talk of the few people below.

Kazehaya Rin and Ieiri Naoko continued to study their own things, while the two DKs lay on the table playing with their mobile phones until the bell rang.

Compared with the students who were motionless in their seats, the teacher was the one who was extremely excited.

The whole person was like a criminal who had been imprisoned for ten years and was about to get out of prison, with "liberation" written all over his face.

However, he still suppressed his urge to run away. Even if no one was paying attention, he wiped the blackboard first, whispered that the class was over, and then picked up the lesson plan and walked out of the classroom as if there was a dog chasing him.

Kazehaya Rin skillfully caught the thrown object, closed her notebook and took a look at it, then threw it back without hesitation: "Change it."

It was not the flavor she liked.

Gojo Satoru snorted in dissatisfaction, muttering why it was so troublesome, but he still chose a pack of the girl's favorite flavor on the desk and threw it over.

"You don't mind?" Ieiri Naoko took out a cigarette, took out one and put it in her mouth and asked vaguely.

After getting to know each other, she never concealed the fact that she smoked and drank.

Kazehaya Rin didn't care, but when she saw Naoko lowering her head to look for a lighter, she thought about it and asked: "I learned something new recently, do you want to try it?"

She put down the snacks in her hand, with an eager expression on her face.

"Okay." Jiari Naoko's lips curled up slightly, indulging the girl to get closer.

Feng Haya Rin raised her hand, and a wisp of blue flame emerged from her fingertips.

She tried to use this little flame to light the boss's cigarette, but the cigarette was burned in seconds at the moment of contact. If Naoko hadn't spit it out quickly, she might have been in the infirmary.

"I'd better use a lighter." Jiari Naoko quickly took out a lighter from the desk.

I think sometimes I can't indulge my friends too much.

"Hahahaha, your fire can burn the house in an instant, and you actually want to use it as a lighter?" Gojo Satoru also found the funny thing here and laughed at it unceremoniously.

Xia Yujie also thought of the previous incident when the girl was angry and chased Gojo Satoru to burn, causing half of the floor to be worn through. As a result, both the burned and the burned were happy to receive a 5,000-word self-criticism.

So, the vicissitudes and despair of Ye Mo Zhengdao, none of the four people are innocent.

"Damn it, I thought it would be easier to control the power if it was compressed." Feng Hayarin puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction and gave up trying to steal the job from the lighter.

She tore open the snack bag in her hand and decided to eat something to calm down.

The girls' group calmed down, but the boys' group started to make trouble again.

Gojo Satoru - Master of minesweeping in the technical high school.

"Jie, I remember you looked like an excellent student before?" He held his face with both hands, with an exaggerated expression.

"Satoru, your mouth is too idle, you can give it to those in need." Xia Yujie smiled and grabbed the snack bag on the table and was about to stuff it into his mouth.

Of course, Gojo Satoru would not let him succeed obediently. The two of them quickly started fighting. Maybe the experience of writing self-reviews before made them all learn to be more restrained. In the classroom, they only fought hand-to-hand without using cursed power.

Not long after, the class bell rang again, and the break time was over.

Feng Hayarin stared at the teacher who was trembling at the door, and then cast his eyes on the DKs who were still fighting over there.

He thought to himself that it was really unlucky to meet such a student.

However, she held down her table, which was shaking due to the fight next door, and said calmly: "If you keep fighting, you won't get red and blue potions and treatment."

Treatment is not important to Gojo Satoru. His lack of bottom line means that he is doomed to be injured very rarely. However, because he can't reverse the spell, he will still get tired after using it for a long time. At this time, the potion to restore mana is particularly important because it can refresh the mind. He now basically has a few bottles of spare potions in his pocket, so he can only stop obediently.

As for the other curse spirit operator, as someone who often sparred with Gojo Satoru, it was difficult to avoid being injured. At the same time, because there were so many curse spirits, mana was consumed quickly when used. Therefore, treatment and mana potions were lifelines, related to his lifeline, so he could only stop helplessly.

Xiayou Jie: "Satoru, we'll settle the account in the afternoon."

"Waiting for you~" Gojo Satoru threw him a wink with a playful smile, and imitated Rin's previous action and made a heart shape on his chest.

Fenghaya Rin didn't know if Xiayou Jie was disgusted, anyway, she almost vomited last night's dinner.

"Disgusting." Ieiri Naoko's face turned a little blue.

Kagome Geto first made an expression of pinching his neck and vomiting, then moved the table towards Kazehaya Rin, pretending to be afraid and said: "Stay away, perverts will be contagious."

Kazehaya Rin and Ieiri Naoko were amused, and the two of them leaned against each other and laughed.

Noticing Kagome Geto's actions, Gojo Satoru reached out and pulled Kagome Geto's table back, accusing loudly: "What do you mean, are you isolating me? Don't move!"

Looking at the posture of the two people fighting for the table, Kazehaya Rin sighed without emotion: "How pitiful, Jie."

Ieiri Naoko put out the cigarette, reached out to take the snacks handed over by her friend, and watched the cat-fox fight while eating.