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

The class assignment results were announced in the academic affairs system the night before.

Miya's student ID number was assigned to the Elemental Magic Major Class 1, which can be said to be the best class in the entire grade. The class teacher was named Chata, who was also an S-class witch and majored in elemental magic.

Miya didn't have any objections to this, because Teacher Bie Chenye seemed to be busy with some things recently and didn't even attend the opening ceremony. But before leaving, he sent her a message saying that he had already spoken to Chata and asked her to go to the elemental magic class first. His exact words were...

"Although you have little magic power, it won't hurt to learn the most basic elemental manipulation techniques."

On the first day of school, Mi Ye did not go directly to the main teaching building to find her classroom like other freshmen. Instead, she went around to the wooden house on the back mountain to see if Bie Chenye had returned.

The cabin door was locked, but the pot of cherry tomatoes on the windowsill was still alive, and the soil was wet, indicating that someone had watered it recently.

A note was tucked under the door, written in Bie Chenye's handwriting. It told Miye to go to class and not be late, and that the tomatoes on the windowsill were ripe and she could pick them herself if she wanted.

She picked the tomato, wiped it on her sleeve, took a bite, and the sweet and sour juice exploded in her mouth.

Then, facing the direction of the wooden house, he said thank you, Teacher Bie, and quickened his pace to return to the teaching area.

The entire school of Moon Forest has several hundred classes, with each class having no more than thirty students.

The teaching buildings for so many classes are scattered throughout the campus, but Teacher Chata's first class was held on the playground.

When Mi Ye arrived at the edge of the playground, all the students were already lined up. She crouched down and peered through a small path on the side of the playground, and immediately spotted the homeroom teacher standing at the front of the line.

Chata looks completely different from the witch teacher she imagined.

Her long brown hair was braided into a loose side ponytail that draped over her left shoulder. Her dark brown eyes were cold and indifferent, and the corners of her lips were slightly downturned. She looked like she was angry, but she was actually just expressionless.

She was looking down at the attendance book in her hand, the cover of which was printed with the school emblem of Tsukinomori. The wind blew the edges of the paper, and she gently pressed them down with her fingers.

Miya jogged over, pretending to be a little out of breath, and stood in front of Chata. She put her hands on her knees to catch her breath and apologized for being late, saying that she was really sorry that Teacher Chenye had asked her to transfer to the class.

Chata raised his eyelids to look at her, then closed the attendance book and gently tapped Miya on the head.

"Next time you're late, you'll have to run three laps around the track as punishment, even if you're in first place."

Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for the students in the front row to hear.

Then Chata turned around to face all the little witches in the class and clapped his hands to signal everyone to be quiet.

"This is the tentacle monster little witch you all keep talking about. She'll be taking the basic classes with our class. Everyone, please welcome her."

All thirty little witches in the class turned to look at Mi Ye in unison, their gazes clashing with a intensity comparable to the full force of the thousand stars in Corona Borealis during the Mirror Realm.

The eyes of several girls in the front row lit up almost simultaneously. I couldn't help but steal a glance and found that Mo Ning and Ai Lan, whom I had fought with before, were also among them.

Miya gripped the backpack straps with both hands, bowed slightly, and spoke in a voice even softer than Chata's.

"My name is Miya, please take care of me from now on."

A murmur of suppressed excitement suddenly rippled through the queue.

"It's alive!"

"So cute, so cute, so cute."

"I think I can get a photo with them later. I can brag about it on WeChat Moments for a whole year!"

Chata coughed softly, and the playground instantly fell silent.

She led Miya to the far right of the first row and gestured for her to stand properly.

The girls next to her immediately straightened their backs quietly and secretly glanced at Mi Ye out of the corner of their eyes, as if they had seen a kitten jumping over from someone else's window, wanting to reach out and touch it but afraid of scaring it away.

Standing to Miya's left was a girl with short, dark brown hair. She quickly smiled at Miya while Chata turned around, revealing a small canine tooth, and quietly greeted her.

Mi Ye returned a small smile to her, and now it wasn't just the girl next to her who was looking at her; the whole row of people pretended to casually tilt their heads to the right.

Chata stood in the center of the playground, his textbook on elemental theory turned to page three and then remained untouched.

She read out the definition of elements, the transformation of elements, and some technical terms that Mi Ye would forget as soon as she heard them, in a hypnotic tone.

The thirty little witches in the class stood still, seemingly listening attentively, but their eyes were already starting to glaze over.

Miya stood on the far right of the first row. At first, she was quite serious, but when she heard the chapter about transformation, her eyes started to drift upwards.

There was no sunshine in the sky today, but the clouds were very thin, like loosened cotton wool evenly spread across the entire sky.

Several birds flew up from the peach tree branches by the playground, chirping as they flew over her head.

Her gaze followed the birds as they flew from left to right and then from right to left, her mind filled with thoughts of the cafeteria's dry noodles: a big bowl, lots of seaweed, and three eggs.

The girl with the fangs standing next to her glanced at her out of the corner of her eye and saw that this cute little devil was looking up at the sky, almost drooling. Then she quietly nudged her companion, and the two of them covered their mouths with their textbooks and started to peek at Miya's absent-mindedness. It was just too cute.

Then several little witches in the back row followed suit, their eyes completely shifting from the textbook to the tuft of light golden hair sticking up at the back of Miya's head.

Chata finally looked up from his textbook and, following the gaze of the whole class, saw Miya looking up at the sky, clearly not thinking about anything important.

She paused for a moment, then closed the textbook, took a piece of chalk out of her pocket, and casually drew a circle in the air.

The circle automatically stabilized into a perfect circle, its edges gleaming with a faint blue light, and it hovered in mid-air, slowly rotating.

Chata tossed the chalk into the center of the circle, where it was held up by the wind element and spun lightly.

"Miya-kun."

Miya suddenly snapped out of her daze, blinked, and her expression immediately turned guilty.

Chata snapped his fingers, and the chalk fell from the center, landing precisely in the middle of Miya's open textbook.

"Be my teaching assistant, 5,000 Loren per class, interested?"

Miya's mind was still processing the specific meaning of the words "teaching assistant," but her mouth had already spoken before her brain could approve it.

"I'll do it!"

After she finished speaking, she blinked twice, as if she had just realized what she had promised.

"...Wait a minute, what is the teaching assistant supposed to do?"

Chata tucked the textbook under his arm, a sly smile playing on his lips.

"It's very simple, you just need to feel the elements."

After saying that, she grabbed Miya's wrist, led her out of the line, and walked past the few little witches in the front row who hadn't reacted yet, until they reached the center of the playground before letting go of her hand.

The two stood facing each other. The branches of several peach trees by the playground swayed gently in the wind, and a few remaining petals drifted down from the branches and landed on the white line at the edge of the track.

All thirty students in the class turned around at once. Some stood on tiptoe to see more clearly, while others had already rolled their textbooks into the shape of telescopes.

"Just stand still."

Chata took a few steps back to create some distance, raised his right hand, and opened his palm.

A ball of crimson magical light condensed in her palm, flames danced between her fingers, and the surrounding air was distorted by the high temperature, creating subtle ripples.

Fire element.

Then she pushed with her palm, and the fire elemental magic bullet, trailing a crimson tail, shot straight toward Mi Ye.

Mi Ye's pupils suddenly contracted; before her mind could react, her body moved first.

Two dark red tentacles shot out from her sleeves, crossing in front of her and spreading out petals to form a barrier.

The fireball struck the surface of the tentacle and exploded into a bright orange burst of fire. Sparks flew and landed on the playground's rubber track, leaving a few small scorch marks before quickly extinguishing.

The impact caused Miya's hair to flutter backward, but she remained standing still without moving an inch.

She looked down at her tentacles. There wasn't a single scorch mark on their surface, and the petals were still dark red as before, only slightly warm.

I quickly checked my life force in my mind; it had dropped by less than five points.

Chata withdrew his hand and gently flicked out the remaining sparks.

"That was called a Fire Element Magic Bullet. During your martial arts exam, most of the candidates used attribute-less magic bullets, which were pure magic power that you could just fire and that was it. But once you add an element, the properties of the bullet will change completely."

"The characteristics of fire element are extremely strong destructive power and fast flight speed. The disadvantage is that the charging time is relatively long and it is easily countered by wind element."

She shifted her gaze from Mi Ye to the entire class.

"If it's a non-elemental magic bullet, with the same magic power consumption, the damage is only about one-third of that of a fire elemental. This is the significance of elemental enchantment. In actual combat, a non-elemental magic bullet is like throwing a stone, while a fire elemental magic bullet is like throwing an incendiary bomb. Although a stone can also kill someone, the efficiency is far inferior."

A series of exclamations of sudden realization echoed across the playground, and several little witches opened their notebooks and began to jot down notes.

Miya seemed to be deep in thought. No wonder the attacks from those little witches during the exam felt like tickling.

The tea in front of me showed no sign of stopping.

She flipped her left hand, and a ball of light blue magic swirled rapidly in her palm.

Wind element.

The gust of wind compressed into a fist-sized sphere at her fingertips, emitting a sharp buzzing sound. The surrounding air was blown into visible ripples, and then she gently pushed it away.

"Wind element magic bullets are faster and have almost no charge time. The downside is that the single-shot damage is relatively low, making them suitable for rapid-fire suppression."

The wind bullet, trailing a semi-transparent contrail, shot towards Mi Ye at a speed far exceeding that of the fire bullet from before.

Having learned from her previous experience, Miya didn't block it head-on this time. Instead, she gently tapped the wind bullet from the side with her tentacles, deflecting its trajectory.

The bullet grazed her shoulder and flew past, crashing into a peach tree on the edge of the playground.

The tree canopy shook violently, and the remaining petals fell down, covering the bench beneath it in a pinkish-white hue.

Miya turned to look at the still swaying peach tree, then turned back to look at Chata, her eyes filled with "Teacher, are you taking this opportunity to settle a personal score because I was daydreaming?"

Chata met her gaze but did not answer, though a faint smile reappeared on his lips.

"The water elemental magic bullet is the slowest, but it has a slowing and corrosive effect. Once hit, the magic shield will be continuously depleted."

She drew an arc in the air with her right hand, and a ball of pale blue water condensed in her palm, its surface shimmering and reflecting the sunlight.

With just a push forward, the water bullet flew toward Miya at a speed easily trackable to the naked eye.

This time, Miya didn't block, but instead stepped to the side. The water bomb landed and exploded where she had just been standing, soaking a large area of ​​the track.

She had more or less understood the significance of doing so.

Chata wasn't punishing her or anything; he was demonstrating to her and the whole class how the three most basic elements could change the nature of the same skill.

The same magic bullet becomes an incendiary bullet with double the destructive power when fire is added, a rapid-fire bullet with double the speed when wind is added, and a decelerating bullet with continuous energy consumption when water is added.

This is the most basic introductory knowledge of elemental magic, but Chata taught it in a way that kept the whole class focused.

Now no one is distracted anymore; even those little witches who were secretly counting peach blossom petals are staring at the center of the playground with great interest.

Miya stood there, gently shaking the spot on her side where she had been hit by the fireball, her mind racing with calculations.

Teacher Chata was indeed holding back. The fireball that hit the tentacle only cost her less than five points of health. When the windball was deflected by her, the recoil was lighter than when Bie Chenye poked her head. The waterball was completely dodged by her.

These attacks might cause real harm to an ordinary freshman, but they wouldn't even scratch her skin.

Besides, a class costs 5,000 Loren, so taking a few magic bullets is just a way to lose some weight.

She's determined to make that money!