"Ding, please sign in at Sakura High School."

"There's another sign in."

Listening to the system prompts in his head, Nura Rikusheng muttered to himself. Over the years, he had not signed in many times and spent most of his time practicing.

Arriving at Ukiyoe High School, where Rikuo Nura was promoted, high school students continued to enter from the school gate, wearing uniforms of blue and white school uniforms. Girls wore short skirts, either with bare legs and short socks, or stockings or Stockings, and the boys wear blue and white jackets with a black tie underneath. The school uniforms are quite nice.

Especially when worn on handsome and beautiful people, it is even more amazing.

However, in the eyes of Nura Rikuo, there are other things, such as filth, which are monsters produced by human negative emotions. They are weaker than mice and have no attack power, and are as strong as demon soldiers and demon spirits. , ordinary people can’t see this kind of thing.

This world is not simple, there is not only this kind of filth, but also monsters and ghosts.

Nura Rikusheng ignored the filth and entered the campus, sighing: "Are you in high school? If you are an ordinary human being, you may have some inner fluctuations."

Sixteen years old is not too young for human beings. After all, human lifespan is short. People get married in their twenties, middle-aged people from thirty to fifty years old, and then the elderly. A person's life, at most a hundred years, will turn into a pile of loess. .

But now he is a monster, and he is still a handsome monster. He has a long lifespan. The age of sixteen years old will not even count as a fraction in the rest of his life.

Nura Rikuo looked at the blackboard that was crowded with people. There were a few notes on the blackboard, and the names written on them were the classes they were assigned to.

Nura Rikusheng looked at a mouse hiding in a corner not far away and gave him a look.

Immediately, the mouse understood Nura Rikusheng's meaning and ran with its short legs into the crowded crowd.

However, less than three seconds after the mouse entered, a girl screamed: "Ah! Mouse!"

"mouse?!"

"Shoot the mouse!"

For a moment, the mouse was beaten so hard that it ran away holding its head.

Nuliang Lusheng stroked his forehead and looked at the mouse that was being chased by several boys with pity, "It really is a mouse crossing the street, and everyone is shouting to beat it."

Then Nura Rikusheng no longer counted on the little mouse, and glanced at a crow standing on the wall again. The crow understood, flapped its wings twice, and stood directly on top of a fat man's head to look at the blackboard. information on.

A minute later, the crow flew back to Nura Rikuo's shoulder.

"Young Master, the class you are in is Class A, Grade 1."

"Um."

After receiving the news, Rikuo Nura walked towards the first grade.

The rats and crows he commanded just now are barely monsters, but these monsters are generally used for intelligence purposes. Strictly speaking, they are not even worthy of being called monsters. At most, they are stronger than ordinary rats and crows, but their lifespans are longer than ordinary ones. There are more rats and crows.

Of course, if they were allowed to spy on intelligence, the death rate would be high.

Nura Rikuo came to Class A. There were less than ten people in the class, and most of them were still outside to confirm their class.

Among the few people here, there is also a girl I know.

It was a girl with long straight light blonde hair and a pair of amber eyes. She was quite beautiful.

Shiina Mahiru, this is her name. This girl has been in the same class as Nura Rikuo since elementary school, junior high school, and now high school. They have always been classmates in the same school and class.

Mahiru Shiina also saw Rikuo Nura entering the classroom door and nodded to him in greeting.

A smile appeared on Nura Rikusheng's lips, and he immediately sat on the seat to her right.

"Shiina-san, I didn't expect that we are so destined to be in the same class."

Shiina Mahiru smiled back and said, "Yes, what a coincidence, Nura-kun."

Nura Rikusheng casually put his schoolbag into the drawer and continued: "We have been classmates for three years in high school. Please give me some advice."

Shiina Mahiru's amber eyes stared at Nura Rikuo for three seconds without blinking, and then said: "Well, I will ask for your advice in the future."

Mahiru Shiina is beautiful. She was always the focus of the crowd when she was in junior high school. She is kind and polite, and many boys like her.

"Ding signed in successfully. Congratulations to the host for getting the Demon King [Madara]. Do you want to receive it now?"

"Demon King?"

Nura Rikusheng raised his brows. Could this demon king be a demon king who was even stronger than Hao Shuai? Madara, I have never heard of this name.

"I won't receive it for the time being."

Nura Rikuo will wait until he is free to speak.

He was sitting there with his arms crossed in boredom. The class was almost full and he didn't know many people.

About half an hour later, a pink-haired woman in her mid-twenties, wearing professional classroom uniform, walked in.

After writing four big characters on the blackboard, he knocked on the blackboard and said: "From today on, I will be your homeroom teacher. My name is Kirisu Mafuyu."

"Now, please state your names and introduce yourselves one by one, starting from the first row."

A boy in the first row stood up and began to introduce himself: "My name is Ri Chuanggang Plate. I like snacks and games."

"My name is Juhuateng, and my dream is to become a doctor in the future."

"My name is……"

A girl with mixed-race beauty and golden twin tails stood up and said, "My name is Eri Sawamura, and my dream is to become a great manga artist."

When she spoke, her tone was extremely gentle, showing off her ladylike demeanor. Most of the boys in the class looked at her, and with just one glance, they felt that they were about to fall in love.

Where can I meet such a beautiful girl? I didn’t expect that there is one in their class.

As for the gaze of the crowd, Eiri Sawamura faced her slightly. This time, it was as if Cupid's arrow shot through the hearts of all the boys.

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