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

When we returned to Nightingale's Nest, the bar hadn't opened yet.

The afternoon sun peeked through the stained glass windows, casting fragmented patches of warm light on the floor.

The bar stools on the bar were all upside down on the table, like a row of bats sleeping face down.

The moment Miya pushed open the door, a light green shadow bumped into her arms.

"Miya—!!"

Korika's force was so great that Miya took half a step back. If this had happened before, she probably would have been thrown out of the door along with herself.

But now, with all her attributes exceeding 100, her body steadily caught this humanoid cannonball. She even had the leeway to reach out and support the back of Korika's head to prevent her from hitting her chin.

"You scared me to death! Do you know what?! Sister Flores said you were unconscious for three days! Three days! I almost thought you were going to become a vegetable!"

Korika buried her face in Miya's shoulder, her voice muffled, speaking so quickly it was as if she were trying to compress all three days of worry into those few seconds.

"I sent you so many WW messages and you didn't reply to a single one! I even bought you that new strawberry-flavored cream puff and put it in your room! It's almost expired!"

Korika's short hair brushed against Miya's neck, the ends curling like a puppy's ears.

Miya rested her chin on Korika's head and gently patted her back.

"It's alright, I'm back."

"If you dare scare me again, I'll fill your bed with screaming chickens and make each one squeal."

"...Didn't you already let the plush bunny go last time?"

That was a gentle reminder; next time it will be a warning.

A soft laugh came from the bar area.

Zimi Lu leaned against the bar, holding a half-finished glass of ice water. The ends of her light purple short hair gently brushed against her shoulder as she tilted her head.

Her expression remained as calm and gentle as ever, but Mi Ye noticed that her fingers were tapping the side of the cup intermittently, a small gesture that Zi Mi Lu would make when she was nervous.

"You're finally back! This guy talks about you eight hundred times a day, my ears are practically calloused."

Zimilu pointed at Korika with her chin, then looked Miya up and down, her deep purple eyes lingering on her face for a moment.

"You've lost weight. Did Sister Flores not feed you enough?"

"She fed me porridge and chicken breast, it was delicious, hehe."

"That's good."

Zimi Lu picked up her cup, took a sip of water, and added in a flat tone.

"If you don't wake up soon, Korika is planning to set up a stall outside the hospital to sell your merchandise to raise money for your medical expenses. I've already designed a poster for her, titled 'Rare Nightingale Maid Photo,' five Loren for each one."

"Purple Rice Pudding! You promised not to tell her!"

"I didn't say anything. I just took a sip of wine when you brought up this plan."

Mi Ye burst out laughing.

This bar, these people, this nonsensical way of talking made her feel like she was really back.

"I'm going upstairs to take a shower first."

Miya released Korika and bent down to pick up the duffel bag placed by the door.

"The hospital smells awful, I need to take a shower."

"Oh yeah, you smell like disinfectant."

Korika leaned closer to smell it, then wrinkled her nose.

"Hurry up, hurry up, come down for dinner after you've washed up! Zimi Lu said she's going to make you a special juice tonight, what's it called again—that super hard-to-pronounce name—"

Nirvana.

Zi Mi Lu put down her cup and a smile curved her lips.

Mi Ye gave them a thumbs up and dragged her luggage upstairs.

Her room was still the same.

The bed was made neatly, and on the bedside table was the cream puff box that Korika had mentioned, with a sticky note on it containing a crookedly drawn heart and a line of text.

"Give this to my best colleague, Miya, while it's still fresh!!!"

Three exclamation marks, each one more forceful than the last, until the last one punctured the paper.

The window was ajar, and the afternoon breeze gently billowed the curtains.

The sunlight fell perfectly on the ears of the plush bunny on her pillow.

Miya opened the cream puff box, popped one into her mouth, and to be honest, the cream wasn't very fresh, but it was still quite delicious.

Then she took out clean clothes from the closet and went into the bathroom.

As hot water poured down from the showerhead, Miya let out a long sigh.

Water droplets slid down her shoulder blades, washing away the smell of disinfectant in her hair, the lingering hospital odor on her skin, and the helplessness she felt after lying in a hospital bed for three days.

She pressed her forehead against the cool tiles, closed her eyes, and let the hot water flow from the back of her neck to her ankles.

Then he opened his eyes and turned his head to look at his back.

A few inches above the coccyx, the skin was smooth and unmarked, without any scars or marks, but Miya knew what lay beneath.

She bit her lower lip and then gently pushed him away.

The tiny white tentacle emerged from near the tailbone and swayed gently in the water.

Hot water splashed onto its surface, and the tentacle trembled. The trajectory of each drop of water was clearly transmitted to her senses.

It turned around and rubbed against Miya's lower back with the suction cup at its end, as if expressing affection, or as if complaining that the steam in the bathroom made it hard to see.

Miya reached out and squeezed the shower gel into her palm, lathered it up, and then began to scrub the tentacles.

If Bie Chenye saw this scene, he would probably crash on the spot. The unique divine brilliance of flesh magic was being rubbed into bubbles by its owner with shower gel.

The tentacle seemed to enjoy the process, its whole body relaxed, lying limply in her palm, letting her turn it over and over, even opening its suckers to reveal the pale pink texture on its inside.

Miya gently rubbed the surface of the tentacles with her fingers, from the base to the tip, carefully washing each sucker.

Then a thought popped into her head uncontrollably.

The scene under my own showerhead: a white tentacle crawling across my body, steam rising, the suction cups at the end of the tentacle gently clinging to my skin and then releasing it...

? !

Miya yanked the tentacle off her body and quickly shoved it back under her tailbone. Then, she braced herself against the bathroom wall and let hot water run over the back of her head for a full three minutes.

calm.

Calm down, calm down, calm down.

That's for fighting, not for making fun of things.

She turned off the tap, wrapped herself in a towel, and when she came out of the bathroom, the blush on her face hadn't completely faded; it was hard to tell if it was from the hot water or from shyness.

After changing into clean pajamas and shorts, Miya sat cross-legged on the bed, picked up her phone, and opened WW.

Unread messages are piling up.

The earliest message was from three days ago, a voice message from Korika consisting of ten seconds of screaming followed by the question, "Why aren't you answering the phone?"

Then came a long string of ellipses from Zimi Lu, each dot conveying a sense of helplessness.

Then came a message from Reminal: "I heard you're in the hospital. Message me when you wake up."

Then she saw a pinned message.

……

[Teacher Bie]:

[Document: Moon Forest Magic Academy Admissions Brochure and Entrance Examination Notice.pdf]

[Miye, this is this year's test document. You need to go through the special recruitment channel. The condition for special recruitment is that all attributes reach the B-level standard, which means all four basic attributes are over 100. I calculated your stats, and you should be able to do it.]

[The written exam will test basic magic theory. I've compiled review materials, seventeen chapters in total, with key chapters marked in red. You have three days to review them. Ask me if you have any questions.]

The rules for the martial arts exam change every year, and this year's rules haven't been announced yet. However, the practical assessment of flesh and blood magic is different from other subjects, so you need to be mentally prepared.

[The above is the wording that Meredith helped me transcribe.]

[The following is what I myself said]:

【Miya Miya Miya, are you awake? Meredith told me you were unconscious, I was so worried, but I didn't dare go to the hospital, there were too many people. I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry. When you get better, come to the back mountain and I'll teach you something new!!! (A little person crawling into bed with the blanket pulled up to their chin, a little red flower on their head)】

……

Miya stared at the screen and couldn't help but laugh.

She replied to Bie Chenye.

I've fully recovered and been discharged from the hospital. I'll come visit you in the back hill in a few days. Thank you for your concern, teacher!

Then she opened the PDF file.

While flipping through the documents, Miya silently sorted out Bellavita's witch ranking system in her mind.

From lowest to highest, they are F, E, D, C, B, A, S, and the legendary witch who surpasses all other levels.

When she was first reincarnated, she was a textbook example of a useless F-rank character. After shopping at the department store and collecting fragments at the Moon Forest campus, her attributes barely climbed to a level between E and D.

The frenzied harvest under the table at the banquet in Yunqi Pavilion caused all her attributes to exceed 100. According to the panel values, she is now firmly standing on the threshold of B-level.

The gate to the Moon Forest happens to be located at a B-rank position.

Moon Forest Magic Academy, the number one magic academy in the world.

The main gate, a silver-white metal door, is inlaid with magical runes. Glowing vines climb the ancient stone walls, which are over four hundred years old. Meredith's research room is hidden in the library tower, and a legendary witch from five hundred years ago lives in a detached wooden house on the back mountain.

Only those with real ability can get in; money and power alone are not enough.

Now, all of her attributes have met the minimum requirements for special recruitment.

Miya continued scrolling down.

The entrance examination, officially named the "National Unified Entrance Qualification Examination for Higher Magic Academies".

It is held annually, simultaneously across the country.

The exam consists of two parts: a written test and a martial arts test.

The written exam covers five subjects: magic theory, the basics of magic circuits, the structure of the sea of ​​consciousness, the history of magic, and magic ethics. The exam is a nationally standardized test.

The martial arts test seems to be different every year, but ultimately it tests proficiency in using magic.

Unlike in the previous life, Bellavita's rule is that anyone who meets the enrollment threshold can enter the academy they want to study at. However, after enrollment, they still need to pass this test to be placed in a class.

Moreover, for schools of the caliber of Moon Forest, those whose witch rank is not even B have no chance of applying.

The document included a table of contents for review materials compiled by Bie Chenye.

The book is divided into seventeen chapters, ranging from the topological structure of magic circuits to the ethical boundaries of flesh and blood magic. Each chapter is marked with a red emphasis level.

Mi Ye roughly estimated that reading all of this within ten days would mean she would have to devour at least six chapters a day, not counting the time spent taking notes and doing practice questions.

However, given her current level of intelligence, she should be able to overcome this challenge directly with a stroke of luck.

She flipped through a few pages and saw that Bie Chenye had left a handwritten note on the last page, the handwriting so messy it looked like it was written with his left hand.

"Miye, I will set your flesh magic combat test separately. Don't worry, it won't be difficult, probably."

perhaps?

Miya stared at the two words for several seconds, deciding to temporarily put aside what this "probably" really meant.

She exited the file page, switched to her browser, and casually searched for "countdown to the start of school tests".

The first search result is a trending topic on MikuFans, tagged #10DaysLeft#, which has already generated over a million discussions.

When Miya clicked in, she found that the entire Bellavita was making final preparations for the exam.

The official account of Tsukinomori posted a set of campus photos.

The night view of the library tower, the silhouette of the oak forest behind the mountain in the morning mist, and a snapshot of a first-year student successfully casting the first fireball spell in an experimental class.

The comment section has exploded. Some people are guessing the exam questions, some are praying for good luck, and some are posting links to highlights from last year's martial arts exam.

The city was filled with the atmosphere of exam preparation.

A netizen took a picture of the huge magic crystal screen in the city center square, which was playing a recruitment video for Moon Forest with background music as grand as a war epic.

A long queue formed outside the magic item shop. It's said that a new lavender essential oil that can temporarily enhance memory has been released this year and is sold out.

Even hot pot restaurants have jumped on the bandwagon and launched a "Guaranteed Exam Success Set Meal," with a tomato and beef bone broth and a side dish of tofu with an "A" magically carved into it.

Miya turned off her phone, lay down on the bed, stared at the familiar crystal chandelier on the ceiling, turned over, buried her face in the belly of the plush bunny that Korika had given her, and chuckled softly.

In any case, she has gone from being an F-rank loser to having all her attributes exceed 100, from working while in debt to having private lessons from two super-powerful teachers, and from not being able to sense even the magic circuits to awakening the Divine Flash.

She wasn't afraid of the exam in ten days.

She sat up in bed, opened the first chapter of Bie Chenye's review materials, and picked up the pen and notepad from the bedside table.

Okay, let's begin learning.