Reborn as a short-lived loli who can only live for three years

"Class is about to start. Please return to your seats."

The teacher, whose face could not be seen clearly, stood on the podium, his voice exuding an authority that could not be denied.

When Ivy came to his senses, he found himself sitting in the back row, and the girl sitting at the same table also couldn't see her face clearly.

"Here is the list of appointments. @￥, you will be the class monitor."

The blurry teacher held up a blurry list, and the students whose names were called stood up stiffly and walked to the front of the stage.

"This is your class monitor uniform." The teacher handed a stack of old and gray-looking clothes to the student.

"Thank you, teacher."

The student who became the class monitor turned around and walked back to his seat, his face also blurred.

Ivy tilted her head, feeling as if she had forgotten something, but couldn't remember what it was.

"&*@...classmate, you are a security guard."

"Thank you, teacher."

As each teacher took office, the number of clothes stacked on the podium became fewer and fewer, until only one set was left.

"Student Ivy." The teacher called her name and took the last set of clothes in her hand. "You are an "ordinary student."

"?" Ivy raised her eyebrows in confusion, but her body stood up involuntarily and walked to the front of the stage to take over her costume.

"Thank you, teacher?"

Ivy returned to her seat, puzzled.

'Ordinary student clothing' looked like an ordinary school uniform jacket, which at this moment emitted a slightly damp and musty smell.

She looked back and forth and stuffed the clothes into the desk.

"You should wear it." The girl sitting at the same table suddenly said, "This is the identity given to you by the teacher. You should accept it with gratitude."

Evie looked at the blurred face.

Although she couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, she could feel that he was staring at her.

"But I don't want to be an ordinary student. I want to be a rebellious student." Ivy said with an innocent expression.

"You should wear it. This is the identity given to you by your teacher. You should accept it with gratitude." My deskmate said the same thing again.

Ivy had no choice but to take out the clothes, but instead of putting them on seriously, she tied the two sleeves around her waist.

Her deskmate finally turned her head, as if thinking that she accepted her identity.

The teacher was giving a lecture in front of the stage. The content of the course sounded weird and strange, as if it was just a series of meaningless pronunciations strung together without any specific meaning. The writing on the blackboard was as ugly as drawing talismans. His stiff hands scratched the blackboard with chalk, making a disturbing noise.

Ivy sat in her seat in a daze for a long time, until many classes were over.

"Please move to the playground, next we have an outdoor class." After saying this, the teacher finally put down the chalk and walked out of the classroom.

The blackboard was already filled with meaningless lines, some of which were even stacked up in several layers, almost covering the entire blackboard.

The students left the classroom with stiff steps, and the girl sitting at the same table also stood up and walked towards the door.

Halfway through the walk, she suddenly stopped, turned her neck stiffly, and looked at Ivy who was still sitting in her seat: "You need to move to the playground now, the next step is outdoor class."

Ivy lowered her brows, still sitting quietly and obediently in her original position.

"You need to move to the playground now, the next class is outdoor class." My deskmate repeated.

"But I don't like outdoor classes. I want to skip them." Ivy said a little aggrieved.

"You are an "ordinary student". You should listen to the teacher. You need to move to the playground now. Next is the outdoor class."

After repeating the introduction, her deskmate reminded her to respect the characteristics of the character.

Ivy had no choice but to stand up and follow his deskmate outside.

Under the gray and colorless sky, there were dead trees and barren land. The students stood quietly there, just like the dead trees.

In addition to their classes, other classes are also conducting outdoor classes.

Ivy stood at the back, watching the queues of other classes, everyone's faces were blurry.

"Class begins now."

As the teacher said this, many huge four-legged monsters rushed in from the school gate and began to attack the students standing in line.

There were screams of terror among the crowd, and they fled stiffly in all directions to avoid the monster's attack.

Some students cast counterattack magic and fought with the monsters, some students hid behind and trembled in fear, and some stood there woodenly, as if they had no idea what was happening at the moment.

At this time, the student holding the heavy sword bravely rushed into the group of monsters, slashing stiffly but flexibly. From the clothes he was wearing, it can be seen that he was appointed as a "security guard" by the teacher.

"Don't panic, follow me and attack together." The student who was appointed as the 'class monitor' stood in a group of students who dared to fight back and acted as a leader. They cast magic with simple and straight trajectories. The magic hit the monster's body like hitting cotton, and not even a sound could be heard.

But the monster still howled in pain as if it had been hit hard.

"Get out of the way."

One of the monsters took advantage of the chaos to attack a classmate, and the "class monitor" flew over and took the attack for the other party.

The monster's attack left a large, deep bloody mark on his body.

Dark black blood flowed out of his body like poison.

The 'class monitor' was seriously injured and was subsequently carried to the back of the playground by other students.

The battle in the center of the playground was still going on. The 'security guard' was moving among the monsters, trying to contain them. However, his movements gradually slowed down, and the monsters surrounded him.

‘Paji’

The monster raised its huge paw and crushed the 'security guard' to death, with dark blood spilling all over the ground.

However, the students continued their fight as if no one saw this bloody scene.

Ivy always stood far away, watching the fight between the others, and even moved further away after the 'security guard' was trampled to death.

The nosy classmate came over again.

"You should go fight."

"why?"

"You should go fight."

"But I prefer watching them fight."

Ivy remained standing where she was, staring at her deskmate's blurry face.

"You are an 'ordinary student', you should take part in the battle." The classmate emphasized her identity again.

"That's not right." Ivy objected. "'Ordinary students' should just watch like me. Those who participate in the battle should be 'excellent and belligerent students'."

“…………”My deskmate stood still and finally stopped repeating.

"Normal students just watch the battle like me." Ivy reinforced his point.

The desk mate stood there for a long time, as if he finally agreed with what she said, and turned away.

As the bell rang, the monsters ran out of the school and disappeared.

The huge playground was covered with black bloodstains. Many students were trampled to death, but no one was mourning their deaths. In fact, the dead did not seem to have as much presence as the injured.

After returning to the classroom, the teacher stood at the podium with a vague smile on his blurry face.

"The best performer today is class monitor @￥."

The monitor, covered in blood, climbed up to the podium with his last breath: "Thank you, teacher."

"You will be eligible to become a tribute."

"Thank you, teacher."

"Today's classes are over. You can go home now."

Ivy seemed to hear the overlapping sounds at the end.

"Thank you, teacher." The whole class said stiffly and without any emotion.

Afterwards, a huge wound was torn open in front of each person's body, and they fell to the ground one after another, with dark blood flowing all over the ground.

Ivy also had the same wound on her body, but she didn't feel any pain, as if someone else was injured.

Ivy sat in his seat in a daze, looking at the dark blood that seemed to be flowing out of his body.

The classmate who had fallen to the ground and died raised his head, his blurred face turned towards her: "You should go home (to die)."

“Oh.” Ivy fell to the ground in a daze and died with everyone else.

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"Class is about to start. Please return to your seats."

In the gloomy morning, the teacher stood on the podium, a vague smile showing on his blurry face.

When Ivy came to his senses, he found himself sitting in the back row. He couldn't see the face of the boy sitting at the same table, but he felt vaguely familiar with him.

"Here is the list of appointments. Ye Jiyan, you will be the class monitor."

My deskmate stood up and walked to the front of the stage.

"Thank you, teacher." He took the blood-stained monitor uniform and returned to his seat.

"Student Ivy." The teacher picked up the uniform that was almost completely stained with blood, "You are a security guard."