Rebirth: Start By Hiding In Evil

The classroom of Class A of the first year, which greeted the first day of school, was shrouded in a messy atmosphere.

But other classrooms should be similar.

It seemed that many students had met yesterday, and small groups of small talk had appeared all over the classroom.

Although we basically met yesterday, in fact, apart from [Morizaki], who has almost been accepted as a younger brother, there is no one who is familiar enough to say hello.

After greeting him, [Gojo Satoru] simply walked to the seat with his own number, and consciously started to make up for sleep.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he lay down, someone called his name.

The sweet voice made him look up.

"Good morning~"

The voice came from [Honoka], who was familiar as usual.

"Good morning, Wu."

[Shizuku] next to her looked over with a smile that relieved her guard, and her eyebrows were slightly raised, which was really good-looking.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand in greeting and looked at the two people who were side by side.

Coincidentally, Gojo Satoru's seat was right behind Shizuku.

If there are no accidents, Gojo Satoru will spend every day in class smelling her chamomile-like fragrance.

It's so peaceful!

"We are neighbors again, please advise."

"I am, please advise."

Shizuku-chan responded to Gojo lsp's cordial greeting with a smile.

Immediately, Honoka next to her showed a puzzled expression and pressed her shoulders tightly against Shizuku.

"It always felt like I was being sidelined."

"You two have a problem!"

Although his voice sounded like he was playing tricks on people, Wujo didn't waver because of it. Instead, he taught him in a crisp tone: "When the adults speak, what are the mouths of the children!"

"Woo~ Shizuku, look, he bullied me again..."

"Wu-kun is really..."

A new round of fighting has begun.

ding ding ding...

The preparation bell rang, and the students in various places returned to their seats.

The procedure in this regard is basically the same as in the last century, but it will be different from now on.

Monitors that are not powered on automatically turn on, and monitors that are powered on are screen resets.

At the same time, the projection screen in front of the classroom displayed a message:

[---Freshman class will start in five minutes, please return to your seat and stand by---]

[---Students who have not inserted their student ID cards into the terminal device, please complete the procedure as soon as possible---]

These messages are completely meaningless to Gojo Satoru.

The course selection process was completed yesterday.

Today’s online guides with overly visual effects are just boring.

By the way, Gojo Satoru's course selection was all about [Magic Engineering].

It's not that you have to rely on this to eat.

But ah, in the field of his specialization, the course GPA is still relatively good.

At least, even if you don't take classes, you don't have to worry about graduating from a high school.

Based on what Gojo had in his mind (using [Guardian] to forcefully memorize all the books about magic in Da Ya), it is OK to let him directly serve as a magic technician.

Exams or something, it's easy.

Note: The magician is also called the magician, which is the abbreviation of the magician.

The machines that assist, augment or strengthen magic are made, developed or adjusted by these technicians.

For example, CAD, which is a necessary tool for magicians, if the magician technicians are neglected to adjust, it will be worse than a dusty magic book.

Although the evaluation in society is lower than that of magicians, the demand in the industry is higher than that of magicians of the general level.

The income of a first-class magician is even higher than that of a first-class magician.

For this reason, magicians are not a rare choice for magic students who are not good at practical skills.

As the so-called talent is not enough, work hard to make up!

Therefore, Gojo Satoru intends to skip these procedures and directly search for information on the campus.

But in all epic stories, accidents always come from ordinary everyday life.

With the sound of class, the front door of the classroom was opened.

It's not the late students, the people who open the door are not wearing school uniforms.

It was a young woman in a lol suit.

Gorgeous fragrant lips, petite snow-white female body, papaya-like curve on the chest, and rich peach wrapped in uniform.

Although it doesn't reach the level recognized by everyone, she is indeed a very beautiful beauty, and the feeling of pity is better than beauty.

This charming woman stood in front of the desk raised from the ground and put the thin notebook under her arm on the table.

Then he carefully looked around the classroom, Hong Yanyan's small mouth pursed slightly, as if something was brewing.

It seemed that it wasn't just Gojo Satoru who was surprised by this, the whole classroom was filled with confusion.

Schools that use custom computers for online teaching will not have teachers standing on the podium to teach.

Since the classes are all broadcast live through the monitor screen, the routine communication with lower priority will not deliberately send staff to the classroom to communicate.

Theoretically, only when some kind of abnormal situation occurs, the computer dedicated to the teaching staff in the classroom will be used.

However, the woman is unmistakably a faculty member.

(Author: You should just add it, a reader voted for it.)*

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