Jockey girl, the undefeated black ghost

To sum up, if Mu Xuan enters Treisen again, she will not be as relaxed and casual as returning home. She will have to hold the tension of going deep into the enemy camp.

It's really you, Huang Shiren and her members of the Yin Soldier Disciplinary Committee!

The next best thing, Mu Xuan chose to forbear.

When Manchester Cafe left the dormitory and went to school, Mu Xuan sneaked into her room.

If you can't use your own identity, it's better to use the teahouse.She said, anyway, Teresan is so big, a few more tea seats will not be found...

Who would stare at classmates all day long?

"Don't rummage through clothes." Sunday Ning Jing reminded.

Obviously she agrees with Mu Xuan's approach, which is simple and quick.

Just be careful not to use your identity as a teahouse to cause any trouble, otherwise if your 'friend' is involved, the peaceful mood on Sunday will not be good.

"I know." Mu Xuan agreed.

In an institution of Teresan's level, it is impossible to have only one set of student uniforms.

Daily uniforms, uniforms for formal occasions, and uniforms for special occasions must not be fully prepared.

After opening the closet, Mu Xuan saw a row of white and black clothes with a unified style.

She seems to like both colors.

"These are the teahouse's private clothes, worn out. The uniforms are here."

The clothes on the right shook, and the light blue top and white skirt were taken off by invisible hands.

"With this on, you can't look through the mirror."

"Isn't it just becoming an ordinary person, who didn't when he was alive."

"Just a reminder, after all, ghosts have existed for a long time. As a human being, many things that are taken for granted will be forgotten..."

The voice paused again and did not continue speaking.

Mu Xuan nodded half-understood, and took the uniform to the mirror.

"Then I'm going to take it off."

"..."

The 'self' in the mirror frowned slightly, as if after making up his mind, he said without hesitation:

"Take it off."

After getting the answer, Mu Xuan nodded, took off the black cloak on his body, and put it in the mirror.

As a part of the ghost, the clothes can naturally shuttle in the mysterious space of blue and purple.Of course, once it is separated from the body and left unattended in the present world, it will eventually disappear like a body that has lost its blood.

Only when it is stored in a ghostly world, will it maintain the shape of the clothes.

Ghost, it's amazing.

Although the 'self' in the mirror did not move accordingly, the cloak on his body also disappeared, leaving only the black top and short skirt.

As a reflection, Sunday Serenity will also change with the main body.

After taking off her black robe, she lost some of her previous sharpness and became softer.

It may be due to psychological reasons, not only the appearance, but even the movements have become more girlish than before.

"Sure enough, I don't have that coat, so I can't calm down..."

Her voice became more and more subdued, and her eyes trembled a little uneasily.

"Because that coat is very comfortable."

It fits perfectly.

Answering casually, Mu Xuan took off his golden tie and unbuttoned his jacket, revealing his close-fitting white shirt.

Just when she sent the clothes into the mirror and was about to untie the hem of the skirt——

"Ahem... Actually, there's no need to stand in front of the mirror and change clothes..."

Under the soft white shirt, the snow-white skin was faintly exposed, Zhou Ning coughed a few times at a loss, and persuaded Mu Xuan.

Um?What are you still talking about.

The button of the skirt has been undone.

"I mean, it's completely possible to change clothes by the bed and then send them in. Isn't it more efficient?"

"I think it's okay..."

Anyway, it's not bad for those few seconds.

However, when Mu Xuan, who interrupted the conversation, continued to take off his skirt, his arm was suddenly pulled.

The girl in the mirror showed a rare bit of confusion.

"Um……"

She let out a slight gasp.

"Could it be that my posture is wrong? I've never worn a skirt before, so there's something special about it..."

As Mu Xuan, who only had two categories in his eyes, 'becoming handsome' and 'other matters', he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior at all.

Sorry, it's my first time to wear women's clothing, and I'm very unskilled.

Without answering her words, Sunday Tranquility finally spoke after changing her complicated expression a few times.

"No...it's nothing, you can continue."

The resistance of the arm is gone.

The 'self' in the mirror walked out of the outside world, and the quiet figure of Sunday could not be seen.Not only that, but the reflections that reflected the body in the entire room disappeared.

What's going on here?

Just when Mu Xuan was puzzled, a voice came from behind.

"Don't look down, lift your feet up, and I'll help you get dressed."

"Ah...well, sorry to trouble you."

Why does it feel like her voice is so tense?

Mu Xuan was puzzled.

How could Sunday Tranquility, who has always been calm and calm, have such emotions.That's right... how is it possible, it must be my illusion.

She shook her head.

Sunday Tranquility must be the same as before, facing all problems calmly with an unchanging mentality.

That's right, it must be so——

……

"Good morning, Miss Susakawa."

"Good morning, Yamato Chiji—"

In the early morning, Tezuna Hayakawa at the gate of Treisen greeted the passing students as usual, carrying out his mission as the chairman's secretary.

"Good morning……"

"Morning, teahouse."

Seeing the leaving figure of the black-haired girl, Jun Chuan blinked, showing a slightly regretful expression.

Not so affectionately called today.

It's a pity, she still hopes that her classmates can be kind to her, not as a school teacher.Like elder sister, or simply a word 'sister' is fine, not honorific titles like 'Ms' or 'Miss'.

"Good morning~"

"Well, good morning, student Xingyun Sky."

"Today, as always, I want to make people lazy~" With a leisurely voice, the girl with short green hair walked over slowly.

You have to study hard, Miss Sky...

Jun Chuan couldn't help thinking.

But it's the variety of attractive students that makes Teresan so charming.

And I have to work harder to get closer to them...

"Good morning... Miss Sugawara."

A dark-haired girl with a shoulder bag walks by.

"Ah! Good morning, Cafe, what a sunny day."

"Yes." She nodded, then walked away quickly.

What, there is still such a name, what am I missing.

Jun Chuan couldn't help stroking her cheek, but before she was happy for a long time, her eyebrows twitched a few times without any trace.

Hey, just now... was there something strange?

No.16 Research Laboratory

"The distribution of physical strength in the game, the acceleration distance...and the acceleration position, and even the method of gripping the ground with the soles of the feet need to be learned! My God!"

On the soft sofa, Mu Xuan, who was reading under the dim light, let out the painful panting sound of the teacher handing out two exercise books and asking them to finish them that night.

It turned out to be knowledge learning!

Indeed, she once fantasized about becoming a hidden academic master and elevating her strength to the pinnacle of the campus.

Usually maintain a middle level, and then encounter those who are arrogant, because of good academic performance, but usually look down on people, have disputes with them, and jump to the commanding heights of the academy.

However, due to her 'handsomeness', Muxuan's personal ranking is far behind that of the action group, so this kind of 'handsomeness' that is biased towards brain power is infinitely shelved by her.

It is true that she has the ability comparable to a schoolmaster, and the feeling of manipulating everything behind the incident is very poignant to her hobby, but the time, place and occasion must also be considered.

She was unfortunately born in an overly peaceful country, without thieves stealing state secrets, secret agencies trying to overthrow the party and government, and mad scientists trying to create a global crisis.

Just peacefully annoying.

If it was the European Middle Ages when parties were surging and surging, it would still be possible.

It's a pity that she was born in modern times, where legal monitoring is quite complete. There are no mysterious organizations lurking in the dark, only those corrupt, corrupt, and incompetent capitalists.How about manipulating everything like a mastermind behind the scenes?

So Mu Xuan, who had no special training, fell into a difficult situation.

She will read news magazines full of current affairs and economics, learn Sun Tzu's art of war, five rounds of war, make traps, and survive independently.But I just don't like reading these educational books full of words.

Almost dizzy.

"Leaving aside the text, aren't there pictures on it? You can memorize those first."

"Having pictures is really helpful. My graphic memory is not bad. Why can't the whole book be described with pictures?"

"Maybe I think it will be read as a cartoon, which is not formal enough."

"It's formalistic enough..."

While complaining, Mu Xuan still read the above text honestly.

During this period of time, she must at least understand the terrain of the racetrack and the race schedule, so as not to appear in the [Japanese Derby] running 400 meters and accidentally rushing onto the 3000-meter runway.

Just thinking about that scene is enough to make you suffocate.

So during the day, they came to the mysterious classroom of the cafe in Manchester and took out a few books from the table.

As an empty classroom that is separately applied for by the teahouse and used to store things, few people usually enter it.

Especially if you are not on the same floor as your class.

In the morning, the room was so quiet that I could hear my heartbeat.

Of course, Mu Xuan was not afraid of the emperor's dark soldiers coming to his door.After changing into her school uniform, she was no different from the teahouse, even if she was seen by others, she would take it as the deity, and asked a few words and left.

With the blessing of a double, naturally there is nothing to fear.

Just when Mu Xuan frowned and kept drawing the pattern of the racetrack in his head, the door of the classroom was suddenly opened without warning.