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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School – Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Getting a Free New Phone Upon Entering the Academy

“Not really.”

Sister Bai gently shook her head in denial, “This one signed up for the Witch Academy on his own; I’m just here to help him enroll.”

“Huh? He signed up himself?”

Deng Xiaonan was shocked by this answer. She had never thought that a boy would actively sign up for the Witch Academy!

And now, here was one right in front of her!

Her eyes seemed to sparkle as she curiously looked at me, “Little brother, you have good taste! I have high hopes for you~”

“Uh… thanks…”

What else could I say? Although I felt like there was more behind her words, I couldn’t bring myself to ask her right now.

I could only focus on my own matters, and silently mourn for the boy next to that senior. He should have had a better future; he might have been a prospective student at one of the three top academies…

But I had no say in this; as long as the seniors were happy, that was fine.

Moreover, I couldn’t chat with Sister Bai anymore. Although we hadn’t really conversed much, the atmosphere became awkward as soon as that girl, who introduced herself as Deng Xiaonan, sat down.

Before long, the boy who had been knocked unconscious and was about my age woke up from his stupor.

“I… where am I?”

“Little brother, you’re finally awake; of course, this is the high-speed train to the academy~”

Deng Xiaonan naturally noticed the movement first. Looking at the boy, a playful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

“What? Academy? Which academy? You! Wait! You’re the one who sent me here; you’re a witch!”

The boy finally reacted. After all, he could be considered a genius student, naturally able to deduce his current situation from a small amount of information.

“Witch… oh, I’m still a preparatory witch for now, but I like your title~”

“You idiot! Let me go! I’m a student admitted to Aphhemia Academy; don’t send me to any Witch Academy!” The boy still retained his basic rationality, his hand hovering over his seatbelt.

“Relax and sit tight; we’re on the high-speed train! If you dare unbuckle your seatbelt, I’ll throw you off halfway!”

That simple threat directly intimidated the genius; after all, he was indeed very angry, but he also wanted to survive. At the current speed, if he got thrown out, he would surely die, even if he was sure the other party wouldn’t actually throw him out.

But better safe than sorry! He began to examine his surroundings. The seats here seemed different from the high-speed trains he had taken before, and there were two people across from him.

It seemed there were only four people in this carriage. It looked like escaping wasn’t an option; how could an ordinary person like him stand against a student who had already mastered extraordinary powers?

If only… if only he could study for a few years at the academy, would he still end up in such a predicament?

But there were no “ifs.” The senior escorting him lost, and he lost his support.

But he was a boy! Wouldn’t sending a boy to the Witch Academy just make a fool out of him?

He used to just laugh at such things; now he had become the joke.

“I believe Aphhemia Academy won’t give up on me.” In the end, after careful consideration, the boy managed to say this.

“Don’t worry! Don’t worry! Once the raw rice is cooked into cooked rice, it’s useless for them to think about it; as long as I bring you to the academy, do you think you can still escape?” The senior appeared unconcerned, looking as if as long as she delivered the student to the academy, this matter would be settled?

I quietly observed from the side and summarized.

“You don’t believe I can just commit suicide right now! I’ll make you…”

Just as that boy was about to finish his sentence, he suddenly slumped over and fell asleep.

I widened my eyes in shock, not quite seeing how it happened. What was this?

A sleeping spell?

“Sorry, there’s really no other way; let him sleep for now. Sigh, if only he understood like you do,” the senior said as she spoke before glancing at me. She had noticed me observing her from the side.

Startled, I quickly sat up straight, not daring to make eye contact.

The high-speed train continued towards the Magic Capital, but I felt this carriage was eerily quiet. Sister Bai seemed very used to this, having played with her phone for a while before closing her eyes to rest.

I took a look at my phone; the battery was leaking quite a bit. After all, this phone was many years old. It was fortunate that I hadn’t downloaded any large games, or it might have run out of power completely.

However, there was a charging spot here. The thought of not knowing when we would arrive next, and that my phone would need to retain enough charge after arriving at the academy, prompted me to dig out my charger.

This action disturbed Sister Bai, who opened her eyes to see me preparing to charge my phone and immediately spoke, “Charging your phone? Just wait a bit; we’ll be at the academy soon. After arriving, every student will get a phone linked to their student card. Aren’t you reluctant to change your phone?”

“After all, I’ve been using it for quite a while.” I looked down at my phone; it seemed a bit old and not in line with current aesthetics. But I was even more surprised that the academy would issue new phones?

“Sister Bai, the academy will also give students new phones?”

“Yeah, of course. After all, ordinary phones might not meet the academy’s performance requirements. The phones used at the Witch Academy are specially developed devices with functionalities that regular phones don’t have.” As she spoke, Bai Yu lifted her phone to show it off to me.

“Huh? Can you elaborate on the differences between this phone and a regular one?” I looked at the phone in the senior’s hand. Although it looked a bit plain on the outside, it exuded a subtle technological vibe.

“Firstly, this phone is no longer powered by batteries but is driven by the magic power controlled by witches. As long as you learn magic power, you can recharge your phone anytime.”

“Really?” My eyes widened as I watched Sister Bai play with her phone, starting to feel envious.

Is this the convenience of mastering the extraordinary?

Then I saw the screen of Bai Yu’s phone light up as she pinched it with her fingers, transforming the glowing screen into a two-dimensional display elevated above the screen, then with another motion, it became a three-dimensional image!

“Holographic projection, three-dimensional imaging?”

This time, I had to widen my eyes. I had lived in this world for so long; how was I unaware that the technology here had advanced to such a terrifying degree?

“Not exactly; this is energy technology on the extraordinary level. It may look impressive, but the technological content isn’t high. Generally, it’s only compatible among students within the academy, and ordinary people can’t use it, so it hasn’t become widespread.”

Sister Bai patiently explained to me.

However, I didn’t care about how high the technological content was; it was just cool enough!

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
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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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