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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School – Chapter 111

Chapter 111: Class Leader’s Authority

Early the next morning.

I dressed myself up very exquisitely and wore my favorite piece that Sister Bai bought for me yesterday.

According to what was stated during the purchase, this belongs to the Dark Girl set, featuring a minimally designed cropped top with niche aesthetics, complemented by short pants adorned with chains. Wearing it outside felt very refreshing, and although they were indeed shorts, the open pant legs and fabric hem made it look somewhat like a short skirt at first glance.

More importantly, the leg ring designed with a hook on the left side is probably the soul of this outfit, and this leg ring also serves as a small space storage equipment.

Perhaps the cost of a small space alchemical item isn’t high; the space is even less than a cubic meter. Many of the new clothes I added yesterday have such functions.

However, I feel like this spatial storage is more like a replacement for the pockets in clothes and trousers.

Treating clothing pockets purely as design elements, the function of holding items is entirely entrusted to spatial storage.

I have to say, it’s practical, but it is indeed expensive—more so than ordinary clothing. However, in Sister Bai’s words, this little splurge is quite worth it.

Well, I haven’t really grasped how much is in Sister Bai’s wallet, so I can’t comment.

“Dongli Yiren, didn’t you say you wouldn’t go to your part-time job today? Why are you up so early again?” As I finished getting ready and was about to head out, I noticed Dongli Yiren busy and casually asked her.

“Uh… I’m going to go over there and say something today…”

“Okay, but I suggest you both take some time to check out your assigned class and instructor over the next couple of days. If there’s an opportunity, it’s best to go and get familiar with them. Guan Qiuling, you too, why are you up so early?”

I observed that Dongli Yiren appeared slightly hesitant while speaking, but I didn’t dwell on it and simply mentioned a few points of caution to them, then shifted the topic to Guan Qiuling beside us.

“Uh? I… I, um, I’m going to meet a senior…” Guan Qiuling’s gaze slightly avoided mine, but she eventually opened up politely.

“Alright, the last one to leave, remember to close the door properly. I might head to the new student orientation place to check it out. If you get bored, you might find me there.”

After saying this, I headed out directly.

First, I planned to check if Ying Shiqian was still at the bakery. If she was, we could go together; if not, I’d grab some cookies as breakfast and then go find the academy.

On the way, I scrolled through my phone, preparing to see if the class leader’s authority my advisor mentioned had been activated. If it was, I’d test it out and see if I could find my classmates.

Oh, yes, I also needed to establish a class group, the 14th class group. If I created it, the group name should be somewhat official, especially since Teacher Ji would be in the group.

If I thought about it, pulling everyone into the same group with the advisor present would be somewhat awkward, right?

I remembered that back in school, students would have formal class groups and casual class groups, excluding the homeroom teacher and whatnot.

That being said, I could do the same; this way, everyone would feel more natural when communicating, and as the class leader, I had to consider these things for everyone.

Therefore, I quickly created two group chats—one included my advisor Teacher Ji, and the other one was just me.

As soon as I opened the academy system, I received a prompt from the system.

Congratulations on becoming the class leader of the 14th class, gaining new privileges, with a detailed guide flow allowing me to understand what these new privileges entailed. Indeed, having authority made everything different, sparing me from slowly figuring it all out.

However, the name of this authority was quite ordinary; “My Classmates” sounded very plain. I hoped it would be useful.

Clicking in, I saw rows of student information appearing.

Unfortunately, this information only included names, genders, and student IDs, and the gender column was practically useless. Were there really any boys enrolled in the Witch Academy?

The senior responsible for guiding new students probably gave a painless transition that day.

I curiously looked at the student information representing the 14th class, instinctively scrolling down, but after a while, I realized the issue—why hadn’t I finished scrolling yet?

I quickened my pace, scrolling to the end, and was astonished to find that the last student’s number reached 106!

I rubbed my eyes, unable to believe the number—over a hundred students in one class?

What kind of divine class was this?

Could I manage all of them?

I subconsciously clicked on the information of the last person and discovered that each individual’s information could be opened, revealing quite a bit of detailed information behind it.

Well, after a few glances, I took back what I thought about “detailed information”; it was mostly unnecessary information, including but not limited to the number of magic sources and some simple personal details, including their dormitory situation in the academy, and even the option to apply for permission to view more detailed information remotely.

Hmm… Did they give too much authority?

Things like magic sources are considered private information, right?

Although I could see them directly with Spirit Vision, the formality still needed to be adhered to.

Fortunately, I found a contact information section inside.

There was indeed contact information; although I wasn’t clear on how the academy collected this information, it was probably related to Earth Vein statistical data.

I also noticed that many students lacked contact information, suggesting they hadn’t arrived at school to get their phones.

However, I didn’t have time to pull them into the group one by one; I should first find the senior.

Upon arriving at the bakery, I saw Tang Yihan alone at the store and inquired about Ying Shiqian. I didn’t expect her to leave so early.

“Hey, wait, Xiao Han, if you’re going to find Ying Shiqian, take this with you. She left in a hurry and forgot everything,” Tang Yihan said when I showed no intention of staying.

“Uh? What’s this?” I looked in the direction the senior was pointing and quickly saw a display board and sign.

“This is the display board we’ll use for our club’s recruitment. She even forgot to bring this; I don’t know what use she has sitting there without it. She’s probably slacking off again.”

“Oh, I see. Alright, I’ll take it over now.” I picked up the display board, and the base was quite heavy. It would indeed be somewhat tiring to carry it over.

“Xiao Han, if you can’t move it, I can help you, or we can just call that Ying Shiqian over.”

“Oh no, it’s fine. I have storage equipment. Although it’s not big, I can just bring the base. The display board isn’t heavy,” I quickly declined, as such matters were still better without bothering the senior.

“Xiao Han, you actually have storage equipment?” A hint of surprise flashed in Tang Yihan’s eyes since storage equipment is quite expensive.

“It’s attached to my clothes; the space isn’t large, but it’s very useful.” I explained while showing off to the senior, as this was Sister Bai’s favorite piece, and I liked it too.

“Is that so? I must say, this outfit really suits you.”

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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

身为男生志愿填魔女学院很奇怪吗
Score 8.8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch. Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance. But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control. “Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?” She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement. After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.

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