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

"Am I a loser?" Ying laid on the table again, looking hopeless. "Why do I look so lifeless?"

"Don't be stressed." Ivy comforted her while looking at the practical booklet, "I'm not alive either."

Ying felt like crying again but had no tears.

"You're always learning. You never stop."

The window was covered with frost, and the temperature in the club activity room was gradually rising. Wan Ye Yu and the other two were busy processing the ingredients brought by Tokieda Meng.

After a while, the door of the activity room was pushed open suddenly.

"I've picked up Yu Liu!" Shi Zhimeng walked in with a cold look on her face, her nose tip red from the cold.

Yu Liu followed behind her, carrying a few bags.

Both of them were wearing exquisite and expensive everyday clothes, giving people a completely different impression than when they were wearing school uniforms.

At this moment, he looked more like a real noble.

Although they are.

"Good afternoon, seniors. This is a small gift I brought from home." Yu Liu politely put the bag on the table.

"Thank you!"

"Thank you."

"Wow! You guys are so fast. Let me help too!" Shi Zhimeng took off her coat and joined the kitchen team.

Yuru walked to the back alone again and placed the last two bags on the table: "These are for you two."

"That's great! Thank you, Ikuru."

"Thank you."

"Is ours any different?" Ying opened the bag expectantly.

"There are more sweets and no black coffee."

Ivy finally put down the practical booklet, took out a candy and started eating it.

Seeing how attentive he was, Ying couldn't help but praise him again: "Yu Liu looks particularly elegant today."

Yu Liu snorted coldly: "It's not decent to go out, but you will be scolded."

After a while, the aroma of boiling food gradually filled the air.

The hot pot is steaming hot and looks delicious.

"It's time to eat!" Shi Zhimeng called them over.

Several tables were put together and everyone sat around them, which looked very warm.

"Everyone, enjoy your meal!" As the organizer of the party, Tokizhi Meng is still the most excited one.

Ivy sat between Manno Yu and Tokieda Yume, and the plate in front of her was quickly filled with food.

Chu Yu also imitated the two people's active way of picking up dishes and put the cooked food on Ying Youyou's plate.

Ying was flattered again and thanked him blushingly.

On the other side, Ye Jiyan seemed to be talking about something cool. Yu Liu was listening attentively, and gave excited reactions from time to time.

"My family is going to hold a social dance in a few days. Who of you wants to come?" Shi Zhimeng asked them expectantly, and then looked at Yu Liu, "Yu Liu's family has received the invitation, right?"

Yuru nodded: "Yes, I will participate then."

"Yeah! I can invite two more people. Youyou, come on."

"Huh? Why?" Ying didn't expect that she would receive the invitation first.

Shi Zhimeng smiled and replied: "You haven't been out of school yet, come out to join in the fun and have some snacks, it's fun!"

After hearing what she said, Ying was moved again: "Then, Avi..."

"I'm not going." Ivy shook her head frantically.

She would never take the initiative to go to Shi's house to die.

"So decisive!" Ying's enthusiasm was extinguished, "Then why don't I also..."

Shi Zhimeng interrupted her: "If Xiao Wei doesn't go, you should go even more! You can tell her what happened when you come back!"

"but……"

"Let me go too." Chu Yu took the initiative.

Wan Ye Xi echoed, "I think Chu Yu is very suitable to attend."

Her cold temperament is very suitable for playing a secretive young lady.

But in practical terms, since the Yuan Project is related to the Shi family, he naturally cannot miss the opportunity to enter the Shi family.

"Then it's decided that it's you two! Don't worry, I will prepare the dresses for you!" Shi Zhimeng patted his chest, looking very reliable.

Ying Youyou also realized at this time that this was not a simple social dance, so she nodded with pressure.

"OK then……"

……

A few days later, it was the day of the social dance.

Shizhi Meng picked up Ying Youyou and Chu Yu early in the morning, saying that she would take time to dress them up.

The originally cold campus seemed to become even more deserted.

Ivy continued to stay in the potion garden as usual, killing time by studying.

During the holidays, there were still many students staying in the academy. They seemed to have endless magical research to do. So, for Ivy, who went in and out of the potion garden all day, her presence was not surprising.

Although the weather is cold, the temperature in the potion garden is not affected by the outside world. Each area of ​​the herb garden has its own independent temperature, while the public area is as warm as spring.

But the plants raised by Teacher Pukuria still lost their vitality, the new leaves turned yellow, and the petals looked wilted.

When Ivy came to the familiar courtyard with the successfully made rune paper, Pukulia was sitting on the ground, pruning the branches of the plants in the pots.

"You're still afraid of winter? You're such a loser, even though I've already avenged you."

Pukulia seemed not to notice Ivy's arrival and kept talking to himself in front of the flower pot.

"It's your fault that you always die in the winter. It doesn't matter... We will be open to exploration soon. If we replace it with new branches, we won't suffer any more."

"I have forgotten what you look like when you smile. Why are you always crying in my dreams? Are you still blaming me? How can you blame me?"

She put down the scissors and drank the rest of the bottle of wine.

"A troublesome student has come to see me. I will come to see you in my dream soon..."

The troublesome student herself was already used to this, and Pukuria had stopped avoiding her for these strange conversations a long time ago, so Ivy did not react.

Pukulia stood in front of her condescendingly, with his hands on his hips arrogantly. Through the red frames of his glasses, there was a hint of sobriety in his drunken eyes.

"explain."

“Look, this is the fire rune I made.” Ivy held up a piece of paper with some unfamiliar magic symbols drawn on it.

Pukulia pinched it with his hands and looked at it from front to back.

She injected a little magic power, and the fire rune immediately burned until it turned into ashes and went out.

A wisp of gray smoke rose in the air.

"Oh~" Pukulia exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"That's great, that's great, how can it be so great, you are such a smart baby."

She recited the lines smoothly while ruffling Ivy's soft hair. She then reached out and lifted Ivy up into the air.

After completing this process, Pukuria picked up the flowerpot without looking back, lay down on the round table and fell asleep.

Before going to bed, he did not forget to say: "Let's go."

Ivy had long been accustomed to Mr. Pukulia's extremely perfunctory reaction, and even enjoyed it.

She tidied her messed up hair and left with satisfaction.