Crush on classmate Knotweed

"Forget it, you can be regarded as a child with some talent," Principal Night Moth continued to cross his legs, "Although you don't know anything about conjurers and our situation now, you are born to belong here.

"...You can read it for a year or two before deciding whether to quit this world."

Ozawa Yuko gently closed the door.

She got a student certificate of a first-class conjurer, but in fact, she didn't even understand what she was doing here, she only knew that she had spell power and needed to come to Curse High to learn how to control them.

Most of Principal Ye Moth's words just now were simplified by her to:

She can do math naturally, but she can't use math formulas.

That's what it should mean, right?

Yuko Ozawa lowered her head. She has no friends for a long time, and she can immerse herself in thinking about everything for a long time.

But she never thought that when she was in the corridor, a short-haired girl immediately walked up to her.

"How is it?" Nagasaki Wild Rose slowly swayed over while rubbing the axe, "I heard from Knotweed that you used to be an ordinary person, so you didn't feel nervous about what that old guy said?"

Ozawa Yuko was stupid, she never imagined that there are girls who speak so casually.

And this enthusiasm frightened her to retreat into the cave immediately.

She changed the subject at a loss: "Um, why don't we go to eat first?"

"Okay," Nagasaki Yeqiangwei stopped worrying about this topic for a moment, and she pulled Yuko Ozawa out. "Let's go, Yuko."

He even called her name directly!

Ozawa Yuko gasped in shock, almost ignoring the hand strength that made her panic. Although Kizaki's fingers were slender, they clearly showed traces of long-term martial arts practice.

Nagasaki Rose turned around belatedly.

"By the way," she showed her white teeth in a smile, "You are a girl, I should be gentle with you."

Ozawa Yuko was being carried by her stiffly, and saw Kizaki Ye Qiangwei take a few steps back, and took her hand affectionately. The girl who was half a head shorter than her had a refreshing fragrance on her body. Sweat.

Therefore, courtesy is reciprocal, Kagizaki-san doesn't mind her saying her name, right?

She exhaled, her tongue seemed to be wrapped around: "Well, wild, wild rose, how do we usually eat at noon?"

"Usually eat in the cafeteria," Nagasaki Wild Rose said, she turned her head and whispered after she finished speaking.

"However, they always cook so many dishes that we are tired of eating them. Sometimes, we cook by ourselves, or Teacher Wutiao treats us to a good meal."

Great, Nazaki didn't care what he called her.

Ozawa Yuko hurriedly lowered her head, tried her best to restrain the corners of her lips, and tapped her leather shoes on the ground twice quickly.

Nazaki lowered his voice: "...Secretly tell you, the cooking level of Knotweed is the highest among us."

Her footsteps stopped abruptly.

"Have you all eaten knotweed dishes?" Yuko Ozawa asked abruptly.

She paused, and her tone immediately returned to normal, for fear of leaking jealousy: "Ah, I know, he often takes care of his grandpa, so it's normal that his cooking level is higher than yours."

After finishing speaking, Yuko Ozawa laughed a few times, trying her best to hide the shameful thoughts in her heart.

Nagasaki Wild Rose smiled and said, "Didn't you just want to say, when will you be able to eat this special dish?"

Ozawa Yuko suddenly flushed with embarrassment.

"Only girls talk so twists and turns," Nazaki patted her on the shoulder, "How wonderful, the people in Gugao are all straightforward, and they fight every time, I feel like I have become a man. "

She opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak in surprise, and finally was dragged out by Nagazaki who saw through but was afraid to be seen through.

Mangao is about the size of Mihua Park, surrounded by lush trees and a large playground. Beyond here is another student dormitory building and the martial arts practice field behind it.

Yuko Ozawa recalled that Maki, and tentatively said: "By the way, you should be more than one girl in Kakako, right?"

"And Maki-san," Nagasaki immediately guessed what she wanted to say, "Don't worry, she has no interest in knotweed, and knotweed doesn't like her either, there is no other girl in the whole manga who can be with him except you .”

Yuko Ozawa's eyelashes flickered.

After thinking about it, she was extremely polite: "Nagizaki, I actually don't like knotweed anymore."

But after saying his last name, she even chattered her teeth a little.

Nagasaki Wild Rose turned her head, a little surprised: "Isn't it?"

"Yes," Yuko Ozawa nodded, her smile was very much like a model with a well-designed pose in a magazine. "Actually, the day I was about to confess to him, I let go a little bit, so I didn't say it."

She knew that she had no chance, and was going to kill this secret love in her heart, and if more people knew about her feelings, the knotweed would know about it one day earlier.

A relationship that ended without a cause would make them feel embarrassed when they were teased.

She would rather everyone misunderstands it as something else.

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei looked at her for a few seconds, belatedly aware of the tight sense of distance on her body.

She asked directly: "Yuko, don't you want to make friends with me?"

"I, I just want you to be my friend?" Ozawa Yuko was a little unbelievable, she reacted, her eyes widened. "Is it too fast?"

Nagasaki Wild Rose was also surprised: "Is it fast?"

"A little bit," she hesitated for a moment, "I'm slow to accept, maybe we can make friends slowly?"

Nazaki asked back, "Can't we pay now?"

Yuko Ozawa was so clumsy that he could barely speak.

This friendship is really too fast, she has never imagined that it is so fast, and she doesn't even know this person's skills, preferences, and getting along with each other, so she started making friends, which is simply too hasty.

Even if she wanted to have friends, she couldn't—

Wild Rose patted her chest: "Forget it, I have a lot of experience in making friends, I will teach you how to get along well with friends."

The cafeteria is scattered around in the empty High School of Conjuration. Anyway, this place is much smaller than other schools, because there are only a dozen teachers and staff in the entire grade.

Nagasaki Wild Rose pointed at the door in a mysterious manner, "Behind is our new classmate."

They clapped their hands sparingly, but their eyes were actually surrounded by the steaming pot, and Gou Juan even secretly stretched out his chopsticks.

"Hey!" Her voice instantly raised a few points, and she asked ferociously. "Fu Hei, give me some reaction."

Fu Heihui turned his head: "They haven't spoken yet."

"Actually, we all know that new classmates are coming." Maki said calmly holding chopsticks.

Dog Roll: "Kelp."

Ozawa Yuko stood awkwardly at the door.

She doesn't know anyone, she just met Nagasaki Wild Rose, and she doesn't know if other people are as easy to get along with as she is.

On the seats, the seniors and sisters of the senior grades were sitting together with the students of the lower grades, talking and laughing, it seemed that the high school was not as rigid as other Japanese schools, and it was not so strict.

After observing carefully for a while, she was sure that the people here were the same as what Wild Rose had said.

— straight to the point.

Fu Heihui waved: "Come and sit."

Yuko Ozawa nodded quickly, and seeing Wild Rose pouring water beside her, she hurried over to bring her a glass of water, while Wild Rose held two glasses.

The two walked to the empty seat with her, and then Wild Rose handed a glass of water to another girl on the table.

Wild Rose said in a respectful tone, "No, Miss Maki."

She was a little older, with narrow-framed glasses, and dark hair tied high behind her back in a ponytail.

"Are you Yuko Ozawa?" Miss Maki asked after drinking her saliva, "What is the technique?"

Yuko Ozawa withdrew her gaze.

She always likes to ponder over a sentence in her stomach, not to mention the relaxed atmosphere on the table, the clear hierarchy of the Japanese hierarchy, and what Wild Rose said and her attitude——

She bowed: "Sorry, Maki-senpai, I haven't found out yet."

Fu Heihui next to him almost choked on the water.

Wild Rose wondered: "You don't have to say so many respectful words, do you?"

"Call me Miss Maki," she said lightly, and then she picked up the chopsticks and tapped the dog roll. "Dog curly thorn, don't look at it, I'm not familiar with it, your collar is always standing up and almost blocking your eyes."

The milk-grey boy whose collar almost covered his eyes nodded.

He saw the strange look in the girl's eyes: "Tuna!"

Is he that hungry?

Yuko Ozawa nodded because she didn't understand, and she began to wonder how hungry this person was, and she reported several dishes in a row.

"Dog Curly Thorn is a spellcaster," Wild Rose explained, "he usually just speaks the name of the dish."

Yuko Ozawa nodded her chin knowingly.

Across the steaming pot, Maki-san, Goujuan, and a lying panda doll were sitting at the end of the table.

She suddenly raised her foot in horror, it was terrifying, because the panda's hand was raised suddenly.

It seems that it is one of the dolls raised by Headmaster Night Moth.

"Didn't find the magic formula?" Maki turned her head after communicating with Goumaki's soul, "Most of the spells of conjurers are innate. Didn't Principal Night Moth just say that you don't have any spells?"

Principal Noctua didn't say it, but if she couldn't use the spell, would they discriminate against her?

Yuko Ozawa was vague: "...I don't know."

Zhenxi thought: "It's okay, you can also learn other spells from Fuhei and Wild Rose. If it's about physical strength, pandas can help you."

"He often trains to throw me out." Wild Qiangwei secretly pointed at the panda.

The panda let out a sleepy purr.

Appears to be able to speak.

Barely overcoming her uncanny valley symptoms, Yuko Ozawa thinks about the dolls in Principal Noctua's office, leaning forward to ask Maki more questions.

Because Maki-san seems to be looking good too.

"Thank you, senior," she thanked, "If I'm still studying here, I'll be very grateful to you and Wild Rose for your guidance."

Maki waved her hand: "Don't play the tricks of the next generation, I don't like people calling my identity and surname, just call me Miss Maki."

That's it!

It turned out that Maki-san didn't like being called by her name.

Originally, she was still holding the mentality of 'Since she is such a good person, if Knotweed-kun likes it, I will bless her', but after Maki finished saying this sentence, Ozawa Yuko found that she was actually relieved.

Because she doesn't want Koizumi Yuren to like others, even if it's a particularly nice girl.

She is so selfish.

Ozawa Yuko lowered her eyes guiltily, looking at the bubbling soup in the pot, a scent suddenly pierced into the tip of her nose, she suddenly had no energy to think about these love affairs.

She's so hungry, she doesn't know when to eat.

Just as she was counting the stars against a pile of cabbage, that hearty and vigorous voice came out: "Everyone, I'm sorry, it took me a little longer to make the meatballs."

Wild Qiangwei said weakly, "Thank you, I'm almost starving."

"Because it took me a while to learn today." Yuzu Yujin sat down on his knees and came down with some ingredients, "Ozawa is coming today, of course I want to give her a taste of my craft."

He smiled at her from a distance.

Inexplicably, Yuko Ozawa's heart skipped a beat.

The things in the pot began to churn and churn, and she felt even more hungry, while she stared at the meatballs specially made for her, curled her fingers, and suddenly her mind went blank for a few moments.

"Speaking of which," he asked casually, "I still don't know what Ozawa's spell test and spell are."

Yuko Ozawa replied in a low voice: "...the level seems to be level one, and I haven't found the spell yet." She was still worried, "If I haven't found the spell, will I be different from you?"

"No, it's all the same." Wild Rose quickly answered with a mushroom in her arms, "It's just that the level of the spell practice obtained is a bit low."

She was still a little skeptical.

But everyone at the table began to concentrate on eating, and she didn't dare to ask if the techniques she learned later were not inherently good, so she just started to pinch the balls with her head sullen.

A piece of her chopsticks aimed at the fish balls, but she continued to poke down, but the balls quickly turned around in the pot.

So slippery.

Ozawa Yuko couldn't bear to sit up straighter, trying to see more clearly, but suddenly the ball suddenly emptied and was snatched away in front of her eyes.

She didn't respond.

A grey-brown meatball suddenly fell into her eyes, and after bouncing around in the bowl, she turned her head around and saw Knotweed Yuren, a delicacy that exploded in the taste buds startled her brain now.

He smiled: "If you don't eat it, there will be nothing."

Yuko Ozawa was almost speechless in surprise.

Soon, as if she remembered something, she hurriedly thanked her, retracted her eyes dodgingly, and immediately picked up the bowl and chopsticks, for fear of revealing the girl's private love in front of everyone.

For fear of being laughed at by others.