Promoting Konoha's cup of wine at the Magic College

The east is white, and my pupils wake up from a sweet and melancholy dream.

However, as soon as she woke up, the stories of clear love, hate, nostalgia and melancholy in the dream quickly faded until they faded away. When Hitomi opened her eyes and became completely conscious, the dream completely slipped away from her mind.

Before he could completely break away from the strong emotions remaining in the dream, everything in reality quickly diverted Uchiha Hitomi's attention.

There was a slight tingling and warm itch on his cheek. Looking sideways, he saw a head of fluffy silver-white hair that was almost transparent in the early morning sunlight, reflecting some light overflowing colors.

It was Gojo Satoru who was surprisingly quiet and well-behaved after falling asleep.

She tried to move her arms, which seemed to be unconscious.

——After being suppressed, the black-haired DK's round head was torn all night long, and the half-long black hair leaked out from the loose hair rope. Probably feeling Tong's attempt to free his arm, Xia Youjie frowned slightly in his sleep, his eyelashes trembling, as if he was about to wake up.

Hitomi looked around, seeing familiar podiums and familiar desks. There was no doubt that this was the classroom where their first-year high school class was held.

The three of them were huddled together on a leather sofa added at the back of the classroom, sleeping in a mess.

After a moment of daze, Hitomi finally recalled the source of all evil that caused the scene before her.

Last night, the movie theater that was booked brought some snacks and drinks to the theater. They tasted really good. However, the lighting in the movie theater was too dark, so the four of them didn’t notice that the drinks they were served were fruit drinks with a small amount of alcohol. They drank them very happily. In the end, except for Glass, all three of them, who had about the same amount of alcohol, were completely drunk.

...But this was just one of the triggers. In addition to drinking, there seemed to be an argument over some inexplicable topics - anyway, they started fighting again, and the poor movie theater facility died on the spot and collapsed.

In short, in the end, they even attracted Noctua Zhengdao, who was originally on the job. Thanks to Glass, he remembered to release the account when the three of them were fighting, giving them a reprieve and room for negotiation.

Thinking of this, Hitomi exhaled slowly and heavily.

Noctua Zhengdao had a dark face throughout the whole process, and showed heartbreaking skill, apologizing and compensating the whole team. After handling the relevant matters, he took the group back to the High School, and coldly issued a judgment to them who were already drunk and staggering. ——Since you are so free, why not take on more tasks? Your tasks will be doubled next month.

Teacher Noctua doesn’t want it!

The magic world is already a 996 working model that extremely exploits child labor. If it were doubled, wouldn’t it mean that it would be 007?

Hitomi Uchiha's sadness turned into a river.

Under the special care of her old father, Hitomi looked forward to taking on high-level missions every day when she could not take on high-level missions as she wished; when she was really alone in another world, working as a social beast in the magic world and being exploited as a labor force, she thought of her old father again. Good intentions.

Help, I obviously know from the memories of passers-by that there should be such a thing as labor law in this world. The black-hearted mantra industry that exploits child labor is a real punishment.

Xia Youjie, who finally woke up next to him, rubbed his dizzy head after a hangover and looked at her blankly. His eyes moved slightly and he saw Gojo Satoru next to him: "Hitomi? Satoru?"

It seemed like he couldn't remember what happened last night.

Hitomi Uchiha raised her eyes and stared at him sadly: "We were brought back by Mr. Noctua last night."

Xia Youjie understood immediately, and his head, which was just a little dizzy, suddenly started to hurt: "So we have been punished, right? It's a self-recrimination letter again?"

"...It's just a self-reflection letter. The teacher said that we were too busy to find work for him, so the amount of tasks given to us doubled." Uchiha Hitomi stretched his muscles and began to think about how to divide more parts and bodies to do it. Mission accomplished.

A trip to another world, where the busy life of a social animal greatly improved her ability in the shadow clone technique.

Listen to me, thank you, Uncle Tobirama, who invented the shadow clone technique, because you have warmed the four seasons.

The door opened with a creak, and the dazzling skylight shone in through the open gap. Xia Youjie and Uchiha Hitomi, who subconsciously thought that Teacher Noctua had shot back, were as quiet as chickens.

Gojo Satoru, who was still in a light sleep, was made extremely uncomfortable by the sudden sound and dazzling bright light. He groaned in vague dissatisfaction and then opened his eyes.

——It’s the glass that brought them breakfast.

Xia Youjie and Uchiha Hitomi breathed a sigh of relief. Gojo Satoru, who was still confused about the situation, stretched out his body and said full of energy: "Good morning, everyone!"

Hitomi Uchiha took the strawberry milk and meat floss sandwich bread, pitifully opened her big eyes with watery eyes that made me feel pity, and asked: "Glass, do you think it's possible for Noctua-sensei to change his mind?"

Glass stretched out his hand to touch her soft hair, and said in a loving tone: "...Well, maybe you can try using the Sharingan to modify the teacher's memory?"

Ruined.

It seems that there is no other way but to erase the memory. But Uchiha Hitomi can't take action against the teacher yet, otherwise the guilt will be increased and he has to accept the reality: "I originally had a beautiful dream, but it seems that the dream is indeed the opposite." But the reality is too bitter... .

Gojo Satoru came up naturally and stared at Hitomi curiously with his beautiful blue eyes: "Hey, what sweet dream did you have?"

Hitomi frowned in distress, and subconsciously rubbed the fan earring on her right ear with her fingertips, and then gently opened her eyebrows: "I can't remember clearly, but I still vaguely remember dreaming about a very cute boy."

She unconsciously smiled, even though his face had long been blurred in the dream, and all she could recall was the warm and melancholy mood.

"Then what does he look like?" The alarm bells rang in Wutiao Maomao's head.

"Black hair and black eyes." Uchiha Hitomi replied instantly. Although she couldn't remember anything at all, Hitomi was quite certain that the person had black hair and black eyes, as if his hair color and eyes color would be quite inconsistent if he had any other color.

If you want to ask why...

Because Uchiha should have black hair and black eyes.

"Eh-" Gojo Satoru drawled out in shock and heartbroken, "Where did he come from as a sneaky cat?!"

"Probably a boy from our clan." Hitomi Uchiha had become adept at ignoring Gojo Satoru's exaggerated words, and calmly tore open the plastic packaging of the meat floss sandwich bread that Glass gave her and ate it.

Maybe there will be a mission later, so let’s fill our stomachs first.

"You are a boy from the ninja clan?" Ieichi Glass raised his eyebrows, a little interested, "Are you any different from other boys?"

"Hmm, are you talking about the boys of the Uchiha clan?" Hitomi thought for a moment, pulled out other people's evaluations of their clan from her memories, and described them objectively, "Pretty face, strong strength, and arrogant temper."

"Wow, isn't this a boy who only has one face to look at? If he is strong and has a bad temper, he might hit someone when things don't go his way. That's really bad!" Gojo Satoru, who was wearing small round sunglasses, began to express some weird energy.

"...Wu, what qualifications do you have to say this?" Xia Youjie was speechless.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Gojo Satoru, isn't he handsome, strong, and has a great temper?" Gojo Satoru posed confidently.

Everyone present fell into a dazed silence for a moment.

Gojo Satoru: "Hey, isn't it?"

He turned to Hitomi Uchiha pitifully, blinking those beautiful eyes of the sky with anticipation.

Seeing that the originally proud and beautiful white-haired cat was wilting little by little, like a poor little kitten that was wet after being caught in the rain, Uchiha Hitomi couldn't bear it, but he couldn't say any words of approval against his will, and he hesitated. After hesitating and wanting to speak, he finally spoke solemnly under the gaze of Maomao's big blue eyes: "It's okay, Satoru, confidence is a good thing. None of the beautiful boys in our clan are more confident than you."

After all, Uchihas have a clear understanding of their bad tempers.

Xia Youjie turned his head away, and Jiazi covered his face. Both of their bodies were shaking violently from suppressing laughter.

Gojo Satoru was choked: "Hitomi, you don't have to praise others if you don't know how to praise them."

Hitomi Uchiha nodded obediently and breathed a sigh of relief: "Indeed, it's quite uncomfortable to praise someone when you can't find anything to praise them for."

The laughter of Jia Ruijie and Xia Youjie was completely undisguised, and the whole classroom was filled with joy.

Gojo Satoru: "..."

He looked down like a kitten.