Miss Witch, even if we're poor, we can't sell ourselves!

After dinner, when I went outside, the sky outside the dormitory was already a deep blue.

Miya took off her cat-ear hat and left it in the dormitory. It was difficult to put the hat away during the physical examination, and it would be in the way if she held it in her hand.

Without the hat to shield him, his light blonde short hair was exposed to the cold night air, the ends of which were gently lifted by the wind.

She wrapped her cotton coat tighter and walked briskly along the stone path from the dormitory building to the gymnasium. On the way, she encountered several classmates who had finished their physical examinations and were walking back. Without exception, they were all a head taller or more than her.

The First Gymnasium is right next to the Second Canteen. Its off-white exterior walls glow softly in the night, and there are full-length glass curtain walls on both sides. Through the glass, you can see the warm yellow lights inside the gymnasium and the crowd of heads.

A narrow strip of sky peeked out above the curtain wall, where a few faint stars had just lit up the deep blue night sky, with a lingering orange glow still clinging to the edges.

At this moment, day and night hand over their duties, and the stadium lights take over the last baton from the setting sun.

Miya pushed open the side door and went inside, where she was immediately greeted by the warmth of the heating and the noise of the crowd.

The gymnasium was temporarily converted into a medical examination site. Several winding lines were drawn out on the court with barriers. At the end of each line were several long tables and some equipment that Mi Ye did not recognize, as well as some small spaces separated by white curtains.

Hundreds of freshmen in school uniforms lined up in several long queues according to their student ID numbers. Some stood on tiptoe to look ahead at the progress, some took out their phones to take pictures of the huge magic chandelier on the ceiling of the gymnasium, and some took the opportunity to lean on their classmates' shoulders to catch up on sleep while queuing.

Mi Ye randomly joined a queue and quietly waited until the very end.

She stood at the back of the line and looked ahead, but could only see other people's backs.

I moved half a step to the left to try and see how many people were in front of me from the side, but my view was still completely blocked.

He moved half a step to the right, stood on tiptoe and stretched his neck as far as he could, barely reaching the shoulder height of the girl in front of him.

Forget it, I'll give up.

She quietly put her heels back on the ground and put her hands into her cotton coat pockets.

Actually, after living in Bellavita for a while, she gradually figured out a pattern.

The greater a witch's magical capacity, the taller she tends to be.

Teacher Hiesta and Principal Andris are both tall, curvaceous older sisters, and their magical power is estimated to be top-notch.

However, for witches like Teacher Bie Chenye and those who fight using their life force, their height doesn't seem to be bound by this rule.

Bie Chenye was thin and not very tall, while Mi Ye was less than 1.5 meters tall.

The witches who can get into Moon Forest naturally have a lot of magical power, so almost all the freshmen in the gymnasium are taller than her.

She stood at the end of the line, like a small flower transplanted into the woods.

The little witches around her quickly noticed her.

The first person to notice Mi Ye was a tall girl in front of her in line. She had long, dark brown hair tied in a high ponytail and wore a coat over her school uniform.

She turned around to see how many people were at the back of the line. Her gaze instinctively swept across the area at eye level, and she noticed that no one was following behind her. Then she looked down and saw a small, pale golden head.

She paused for a moment, then gently nudged the person in front of her in line with her elbow.

"Look, isn't this the little witch who got first place?"

The companion turned around and looked down, his eyes lighting up immediately.

"It really is her! She looks even smaller than she does in the live stream. I thought she was so cute when I watched the live stream, but she's even cuter up close."

The woman with the high ponytail bent down, getting close enough to look Miya in the eye, and greeted her with a smile.

"Little student, did you come alone?"

Miya didn't expect to be spoken to so readily, and instinctively took a half step back. But behind her, another girl in line was craning her neck to look ahead, and the two almost bumped into each other.

The girl behind her looked down and saw her face. She was so surprised that she pulled over the people she knew in the next line to watch together.

In no time, all the little witches around Mi Ye knew that the school's number one student was in their line, and they all turned around to peek out.

"She's really small. I heard that flesh magic doesn't use magic power, so height has nothing to do with magic power capacity."

"Her face looks so pinchable, and her eyes are so cute."

"Don't get too close, you'll scare them."

Miya buried her face in her clothes, her fingers clenching tightly in her pocket.

She knew these little witches meant no harm; they were just curious how the legendary number one could be so small, whether it felt as soft as it looked, and where its tentacles were usually hidden.

But being surrounded and stared at in a closed space full of strangers was something she was not used to at all. She wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into, or even use her tentacles to make a hole in the gymnasium floor.

"……Good evening."

Miya tried her best to make her voice sound normal, but when it came out, even she felt like a cat meowing as if the scruff of its neck was being pinched.

So she cleared her throat and tried again.

My roommate isn't in this group; I'm all alone.

The girl with the high ponytail was probably charmed by Miya's earnest politeness, and covered her mouth and chuckled.

"If you need any help, just let me know. You're so small, you could easily get lost in a crowd."

Several girls nearby joined in the conversation.

Some people asked where her tentacles usually hid, some asked if the feeling of flying into the sky on a sleepwalking fish during an exam was similar to riding a skateboard, and some whispered that they wanted to touch her hair.

At first, Miya tried her best to answer one by one, but later she found that she couldn't answer them all. She could only lower her head slightly, nod or shake her head occasionally, or make muffled "uh-huh" sounds.