High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 492: Chapter 161: The Witch Without a Presence_1

”Creak...”

The tightly closed classroom door was gently pushed open.

”Su Qingqiu...” The stick figure behind the door had just started advertising loudly, but then its voice suddenly stopped.

It was as if a walnut had been shoved into its throat.

He was chuckling and couldn’t speak.

But its warning had already had the desired effect.

In classroom 601E, the atmosphere that had been nearly boiling subsided with that shout, as if a boiling pot had been splashed with a bucket of cold water. The surface was calm, but beneath it was bubbling with heat.

All the students were staring intently at the two unfamiliar figures that had just entered the room.

The witch in the front was wearing a red robe, black high heels, and a pair of large glasses on her face. Her appearance was somewhat blurry and easy to forget, belonging to that kind of unnoticeable series.

She was dragging a little girl behind her, who was wearing a black long dress with a white ruffled apron, and a large bow tied behind her. Although she didn’t wear a Katyusha on her head, anyone with common sense could identify her maid identity.

This strange combination immediately confused the students.

”Did you walk into the wrong classroom?” Tang Dun hesitated and stood up.

”Perhaps she is a maid who is preparing for Councilor Su.” Someone quietly speculated.

This speculation immediately received the agreement of most people.

After all, she’s the number one beauty in the wizarding world.

Both her birth in the Qingqiu Su Family and her position as a senior council member of the Under the Moon council are very noble. It is not surprising to have a few maids sweeping around.

”Hello! I am Tang Dun, the monitor of Astronomy Class 08-1. How can I help you?” The Tang Headmaster immediately stretched out his hand and warmly welcomed the little girl.

As for the other figure, including himself, almost everyone else subconsciously ignored her.

And almost no one found it strange.

The reason for saying ’almost’ is because there were a few scattered people in this classroom who noticed the other tall witch.

For example, Elena, who was originally studying runes in the back of the classroom, the Gypsy witch immediately raised her head and stared at her without blinking, even giving up on continuing to study the runes in her hand, as soon as the witch in the red robe entered.

And there’s Jiang Yu. While Li Meng and the other little fox lady were staring at each other, her gaze fell on the figure next to the little fox lady. Her fine eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her expression was somewhat peculiar.

And then there’s Zheng Qing.

His reaction was exactly opposite to that of the other students in the class.

When the classroom door was pushed open, at first, he didn’t notice the tiny girl hiding behind the tall witch, but instead involuntarily noticed the witch in front.

The tight red long robe highlighted her proud figure;

The glimpse of fair skin between the swirling skirt when she walked added a bit of allure.

The long, jet-black hair, like fine Ruisiang satin, soft and glossy, her hair ends slightly curled in waves, adding playfulness to her dignity.

What he cared most about was the witch’s delicate face.

Even though this witch was wearing a pair of large glasses on her face, it did not affect her looks at all.

Zheng Qing felt as if he had seen this face somewhere before.

It gave him a strong sense of déjà vu.

It was not until Doctor Xiao poked him with a brush to draw his attention to the little newcomer that the young cost student reluctantly shifted his gaze.

Then he gasped, cold air inhaled deeply.

His foot slipped, and he darted under the table with a tumble.

This abrupt action did not, as usual, provoke laughter and onlooking from the surrounding people.

Because, in the classroom, everyone else’s gaze was now focused on the door.

Only Xiao Xiao caught a glimpse of the scholarship student’s action.

”Even though everyone is excited... but you don’t have to be so dramatic,” Dr. Xiao said, looking at the door without flinching from the corner of his eye, a paintbrush in his hand, without looking down, his lips slightly moving, he sneered in a low voice:

”Just for two maids, you are hiding under the table... If Su Shijun comes, are you going to collapse into a pile of soft mud? Or slip in hell?”

”Hehe.” The young scholarship student was unaffected by Dr. Xiao’s mockery.

He would rather find a way to hell himself - that way, he might be able to retain a whole body, avoiding being torn into pieces by Su Shijun’s fanatical fans.

Because in the two figures that just came in, he saw a familiar face.

Su Ya, the Little Fox who borrowed Poseidon, on the night of the opening ceremony dance, the one he scared to tears. Zheng Qing still has a clear memory of the Little Fox under that great Bodhi tree, terrified, tearing up, her voice choked with sobs.

It was like a nightmare!

The young scholarship student, for the first time in his life, hoped that he was having a nightmare—even if it meant a headache, it didn’t matter anymore.

After all, nightmares are ultimately illusory.

And reality presents the icy cruelty of nightmares in all its starkness.

...

...

Compared to the panicked scholarship student, the headboy of Astronomy Class 08-1, Tang, seemed calm and composed.

”Welcome, welcome,” he strode over, trying to show a generous smile: ”Our Professor Yao just went out to get a book...whatever you need, just say it, everyone here will be willing to help.”

The classroom immediately burst into a messy chorus of agreement.

Everyone was trying to appear more enthusiastic in front of Su Shijun’s maids, perhaps in doing so, they could earn a signed photo.

”When will Councilor Su arrive?” a low inquiry sounded in the crowd.

The entire classroom fell into absolute silence in an instant.

All eyes were fixed on the Little Fox, trying to look for hints in her expression.

”Bang!”

Professor Yao pushed the classroom door open forcefully, walked in, and broke the silence in the classroom.

Perhaps because the little stick figure behind the door was silenced by magic not long ago, it did not warn everyone immediately.

”All sit back down, sit back!... What a scene!” Old Yao waved his arms discontentedly, as if driving away a swarm of flies: ”It’s still class time, is there any classroom discipline, hmm?!”

The students who had stood up and left their seats immediately retreated in shame, even Tang Dun, he quietly returned to his seat without a word.

Old Yao gave a slight nod to the two guests standing at the side before striding up to the podium with a stern voice, he admonished:

”Promise is a very important thing!”

”Don’t forget what you promised... I kept my promise for the first class and brought Councilor Su from the Under the Moon Council.”

”What about your promise... have you kept it?”

Li Meng’s little arm was raised high again.

Old Yao looked at her with a stern face, ”Any more questions?”

”When will Councilor Su arrive?” The little witch asked timidly as she stood up carefully.

”Hmm?” Old Yao raised his eyebrow, ”Isn’t she standing in front of you?”