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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School – Chapter 78

Chapter 78: Going for the Flight License Exam~

After sending off Sister Bai.

I followed the information on this identity card to the place I needed to go; after all, if I didn’t try, it would be a waste of time in the afternoon.

Witch Academy Flight License Training Club.

That’s right, this is actually an open club!

According to the introduction on the academy system, members of the club are experienced flyers and specialized instructors for teaching flying.

These clubs will professionally teach Little Bai how to fly, and it includes not only practical exercises but also theoretical assessments.

Only after passing the theoretical assessment and obtaining eligibility will the club help us submit for the formal assessment test at the academy.

One can see how terrifying the status of such a club is within the academy.

I can also search for this club in the academy system, and I can see some brief introductions, and there are more than one clubs like this in the academy; it seems there is even competition among them.

After logging into my personal information through the identity card, I can directly view various functions inside.

The most prominent feature on the phone system is the theoretical assessment test and the various rules that need to be followed for the flight license, etc.

There are even many scenario simulations, also known as question banks.

Well, isn’t this just like getting a driver’s license…

After getting off the bus, I directly arrived at the training ground for this club, and this stop was also named after the club, suggesting that this club has been around for quite a long time.

Even here, I can see quite a few people flying in the air on brooms; many are starting slowly and flying properly. In reality, those who fly chaotically are ultimately still in the minority. In my past life, it would probably have been like driving a training car, breaking through walls, and speeding down the road, right?

How could the seniors in the club not educate such behavior?

Moreover, at this time, most of the ones taking the flight license exam are probably seniors who are only a few years older than me; it shouldn’t be a problem for the seniors in this club to handle things.

I held my identity card. Although I didn’t know if it would come in handy, at least after entering, I could give others the impression that I am a newbie.

Isn’t trying to pretend to be a big shot as a newbie just asking for trouble? If I act a bit more like a newbie, someone is bound to come up and chat with me; aren’t the big shots fond of bringing newbies along?

Without giving an opportunity, how would anyone know you are a newbie?

“Welcome to the Witch Academy Flight License Training Club! Oh? A new student? Are you here to take the license assessment?”

As soon as I entered, the front desk senior warmly approached to introduce the place and inquire about my needs.

I had noticed her gaze fixed on me even before I came in.

It seems the front desk job is quite relaxed, huh.

“Yes, senior~ This is my first time here, and I don’t know what to do…” I tried to act shy, holding the identity card with my head down, speaking in a soft voice.

“I see~”

Clearly, she enjoyed being called “senior”, and it seems she is quite taken by this treatment; it’s a completely different attitude from when she was responsible for receiving new students.

Back then, that girl was often neglected; or was that just an exception?

No, there must be better options available.

But this place is different; it’s not common to encounter new students, especially at this time when the school hasn’t even started yet.

“It’s okay, it’s okay! I’ll teach you!” she enthusiastically led me inside. “I see you already have our club’s student card; did you register with me?”

“I don’t know, another senior helped me sign up.” A hint of confusion crossed my eyes as I held the identity card in front of my chest.

“Another senior? Oh, that’s related! Let me check for you. If that senior helped you with everything, then we can arrange for a coach to start your lessons right away!”

The front desk senior quickly reacted and went to her computer.

No, rather than saying it’s a computer, it’s better to describe it as a magic-powered computer; it feels like something entirely different from the computers I’ve used before.

“Here, give me your identity card, and I’ll check it for you.”

“Okay, here.”

I handed her the identity card and watched as she operated on the screen; it seemed like the student information was being recorded, and it appeared very meticulous.

“Oh, the information is processed quite well, and the coach has already been assigned?” The senior raised her gaze to look at me behind the screen and continued, “That makes it simple; follow me, I’ll take you to find your coach.”

I let her pull me as we entered the practice area behind.

Upon entering, I realized that the space inside seemed even bigger than I had imagined. With Spirit Vision, I roughly guessed it must be some kind of space spell enveloping the entire training ground.

From the outside, it actually doesn’t seem unreasonable for the club to take up this much land.

“How is it? Isn’t it larger than it seems from the outside? You’ll start practicing here; there are many facilities in the training ground to assist you in your training.” The senior explained as we walked, giving me an overview.

“Currently, the flight license assessment is divided into two evaluations: one is the theoretical assessment within our club, and the other is the academy assessment, which tests practical operation. After passing both, you can obtain the flight license issued by the academy.”

“However, for the theoretical assessment, you need to understand theoretical knowledge and flying rules, all of which can be learned in the academy system. I saw you logged into our system in the backend earlier; you should know where to study, right? It’s inside that system.”

“And the practice items here are divided into five main categories.”

“The simplest is straight low-altitude flying, then high-altitude flying. You need to overcome possible issues like acrophobia and other personal factors. If you choose not to take the high-altitude flying assessment, the flight license you obtain will have height limitations.”

As she spoke, she gestured towards some students flying low on brooms in the distance; at that height, I felt like their feet were almost dragging on the ground.

“And there’s also speed-changing flying, high-altitude and low-altitude lane-changing flying, arc flying, and finally, actual situation flying, which requires you to try using the techniques you learned to fly outside. This involves considering various potential emergencies and tests not only of skills but also of theoretical knowledge.”

“Of course! Regarding safety, please rest assured, every coach will provide shield protection spells during dangerous training sessions. If the coach hasn’t provided protective spells, you can also remind them.” It seems she thought saying that wasn’t quite right, so she quickly started explaining.

“Don’t worry~ If a coach hasn’t provided you with protective spells, it’s not because they forgot something; it’s because they believe that this kind of practice is generally safe. If you’re still worried, you can bring it up; coaches usually won’t refuse, it’s definitely not something they forgot.”

“Also, there’s one more thing I forgot to mention, the last item of the flight license assessment has the highest failure rate, so you need to pay attention to that.”

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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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