We humans are so awesome.

The sturdy man looked around and found Irati. He immediately opened his mouth, revealing two rows of white sharp teeth.

"X*%#,$*^&%%#￥%^##@##!"

He wanted to hold the girl's hand, but after seeing her take out the pulse wand from her bag, he had to give up in disappointment. He smiled awkwardly, pointed outside, and left first.

"This old pervert wants you to help write a love letter again?" Vilit asked quietly.

Iradi was a good student, so she would not refuse Teacher Frank's request. However, she did not write any sweet words in the love letter. Instead, it was full of earnest warnings to the victim.

With this kind of love letter, Frank's fighting spirit was greatly reduced, and he has only successfully dated three or four girlfriends so far.

Iratti bit his lip, his eyes flickered, and after a long moment hesitantly replied.

"...No, this time he actually wants to learn the common language!"

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"I."

"nest."

"Love."

"suffer."

"Humanity."

"Slutty type."

"Okay, connect them!"

"You're such a pervert!"

"very good!"

Iratti wiped the sweat off his forehead, narrowed his eyes into crescents, and felt a sense of accomplishment.

Since Frank has started learning the common language and chose this sentence, it may mean that he is improving for the better.

Although Irati has a strong resistance to foreign races, he will do his best to help if they are truly willing to integrate into the human world and understand human culture and language.

She glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that there were still twenty minutes before the get out of class ended.

"So, Mr. Frank, which common languages ​​do you want to master next?"

"No, no, no, that's enough!" Frank opened his huge mouth, his sharp white teeth appeared again, and his tongue moved in and out at a high speed like a pile driver. This was a sign that he was extremely happy.

"Enough?" Irati was very confused. "Enough for what?"

“That’s enough for me to be a publisher!”

Frank jumped up and rushed out of the office, leaving only his excited cheers echoing in the room.

"Fuck you, you bastard! Fuck you, you bastard! Fuck you, you bastard!"

Irati was confused by Frank's strange behavior and returned to his seat in a daze. Before he sat down, his arm was grabbed tightly by Violet again.

"What's wrong with you? Did he do something to you? Did the pulse wand work? Come on, I'll take you to the school office, no, the police station!"

"I'm fine, Violet, it's just..."

Irati told her what he had seen and heard, and Vrit heaved a sigh of relief after learning what had happened, then smiled and explained the confusion to her friend.

"Xiao Yi, I've told you before that you should go online more often, otherwise you'll become a jerk! If you want to be a publisher, it's enough to just say [I love humans]."

She took out her portable magic storage mobile terminal, opened a random website, clicked on a video on the main interface, and handed it to Irati.

"Look, if the devils can do it, then demons can do it too!"

"Halfling food doesn't taste good, but when I add human ingredients, it tastes good. Humans are really great! I love humans!"

Looking at the devil dancing on the terminal and listening to the emotional declaration, Irati's disgust for aliens deepened.

"These devils... they don't really love humans, they just want to make money from humans."

"That's not entirely true." Vilitt had a different opinion. "There must be some people who truly love humans. Besides, saying they love humans is better than saying bad things about them. And they are really handsome!!"

She grabbed the portable magic power storage mobile terminal, swiped it a few more times, and then handed it to Irati.

"Look at this, this must be the famous Don Juan who truly loves humanity! Nice name, handsome face, wow~~"

"Don Juan..."

Hearing this familiar name, Irati became even more upset. She frowned and was about to refute when the loudspeaker in the school suddenly sounded.

"Dear students, please come to the playground as soon as possible under the guidance of the teacher. We will hold a brief morning meeting."

The classroom suddenly became a mess.

Meetings at other schools were nothing more than encouraging everyone to study hard and reporting on students who violated rules and regulations. But the principal of their school had already given up on himself and laid down, so why was he suddenly holding a meeting?

And it was done during the first class period.

Violet grabbed the collar of the frail man with glasses who had just walked into the classroom.

"Ike, do you know what the principal is doing?"

"Be more respectful to your homeroom teacher, Violet-student!"

The man with glasses struggled to free himself from his collar in dissatisfaction, and then secretly glanced at Irati before explaining the whole story.

"I heard there's a transfer student in the school."

"Just for a transfer student? I don't believe it!"

"That's not just any transfer student! That's a devil transfer student!"

Irati's heart was filled with alarm.

In the human world, the high school enrollment policy is implemented according to the nearest school, and the devil living nearby...

"Teacher Ike, what is the name of this devil?"

"It seems so... By the way, his name is Don Juan!"

Chapter 23: Records

Don Juan didn't have any special high school sentiments, nor did he intend to harm these ignorant and underdeveloped teenage girls.

The reason for enrolling in school is purely to improve my own value and better develop my current career.

Don Juan's predecessor entered society without even graduating from high school. This is no big deal in hell, there is always someone to do the work, and people with low education will not have wild thoughts and are more cost-effective.

But the human world is different.

Human beings' respect for knowledge is deeply rooted in their bones. While no one is paying attention to his past, he should seize the time to obtain a good academic degree, which may bring unexpected benefits in the future.

Although he is already 25 years old, age is not the only thing that matters when you have ambition!

"Our school is a diversified, modernized high school with a long history and rich heritage..."

On the rostrum, the principal with a ruddy face was in high spirits and spoke incessantly, while the students and teachers below were drowsy.

"The principal is drunk again. When did our school become diversified?"

Hearing the teachers whispering beside him, Don Juan enthusiastically explained for them.

"Just today."

Having a devil student and a devil teacher, spanning three dimensions of hell, abyss and human world, isn't that diverse enough?

As soon as Don Juan spread the word that he wanted to go to school, three schools nearby that met the requirements pounced on him like dogs seeing a bone.

The result is naturally that the highest bidder wins.

He himself didn't expect that he could make a lot of money by going to school.

Perhaps out of consideration for Don Juan's feelings, the principal only spoke for twenty minutes before hastily concluding his speech.

"... Now let us invite Don Juan!"

In an instant, gongs and drums sounded, firecrackers blasted, and Don Juan strode out amid warm applause, with a friendly smile on his face and waving frequently.

"thanks, thanks!"

"Don Juan! Don Juan!"

The free flying kisses were fired like a machine gun, causing screams and even one girl fainting, pushing the atmosphere to a climax.

"This is too outrageous!" The Dean of Studies couldn't stand this kind of outrageous behavior. His voice became out of tune with anger. "Principal, let him come down quickly!"

"Nothing, nothing. As a student, you should be more cheerful."

The principal lay comfortably in the chair with his head tilted back.

He had previously gone against all odds to introduce outstanding teaching talents from other races, and now he has attracted high-quality students from hell, which is the first time in the entire city.

Can other schools do this?

From now on, the school's future will be bright, and he will be able to revive and usher in a better tomorrow.

As for the students... there might be some impact, but there's nothing we can do about it.

Let the students suffer and he will bear the blame!

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After the welcome ceremony, Don Juan left in a hurry without even entering the classroom.

Not only because he noticed Irati staring at him fiercely from the audience, but he also had no intention of being a good student.

Besides, there are more important things on the agenda today.

Don Juan is going to attend the award ceremony for the famous publisher of "Lightning Breath".

Every year, "Lightning Breath" selects ninety-nine most influential publishers based on the number of fans, activity, interaction, and number of gifts received.

After the confrontation some time ago, Don Juan established his position on the website and even on Magic Network. The number of his fans skyrocketed to three million. He is in the limelight and deserves to be included.

Walking into the official portal, Don Juan was instantly transferred from the school to a spacious auditorium.

There were only ten minutes left before the ceremony officially opened. Most of the other publishers had already arrived and were divided into two clearly defined loose groups, each communicating with each other.

Don Juan's appearance did not attract much attention, even though he looked completely different from the others.