The Former Witch Reincarnated as A Village Girl

Incorporation students are coming. That was shocking news for the students of the School of Magic.

Unless there is anything unusual in the School of Magic, there will be no integration. Even if there were, there would be noble children, special children in some special case, and so on. Therefore, the children in the class were very noisy about what kind of children would come.

When the classroom door opened, the usual teacher came. The teacher tells the students to take their seats. And Pan, when I slapped my hand, told him that the integration student would come today. As soon as possible, the inside of the classroom became saggy, and the topic of what kind of child would come that we had been discussing earlier spread.

Once the teacher coughed up and silenced the students, he signaled and called the integration students. The door opened and from there appeared a lovely girl with long beautiful silver hair.

"It's Shatia. Thank you very much."

The girl stood in front of the lecture pitifully and said with no shame.

The students saw what Shatia looked like and a fairy child arrived, with sentiments. Extend your silver hair as radiant as the moon to your hips, looking neat, eyes as clean as clear water, skinny, white skin. He looked perfect as if he were a doll made of glass finishing.

"Whew..."

When I saw Shatia, one boy looked like he was uncomfortable and leaked his voice. Shatia also noticed the boy's presence and narrowed her eyes to be ho and funny.

The boy was that boy who was abusing Liika the other day. Lika was in the same class, as surprised when she realized she was a chattier, and at the same time happily opened her eyes.

"I see you again. Lika."

"Shatia......!

At Capula's behest, Shatia's seat was next to Lika's. That's what Chhatia said when she came next to Lika and greeted her, smiling Nicole. Lika smiled back equally, wondering if Shatia, whom she knew, was happy to be seated next door. But the grin was slight, and some reluctant part was seen.

"Surprised. It was about Shatia when she was born..."

"Mm-hmm. Six years, please."

Shaking hands gently before Shatia sat down in her seat. Then the basic classes started, and when it was time for the holidays, I asked Liika to show me around the school building. The truth is that I already remember the map in the school building, so I didn't have to be guided, but Shatia went out with Lika to get closer.

Occasionally, students passing by were concerned about Shatia, an integration student, and they talked to each other. Shatia replies without difficulty and spends the time, but realizes that it is there. All the students don't look at Lilica. I don't mean to ignore it in the extreme, but it has a noticeable spicy attitude. The same was true of Lika, who had a verse trying to stay as free of interference as possible with each other.

To the situation, Shatia gave her head a headache as she leaked her breath and put her arms together. Apparently, human society is more difficult than I imagined.

"Eh, this is the dining room. It's everything and it's delicious. There's a restroom over there..."

"Lika, you're in the men's room."

"Heh!? Wow!

Pointing to the toilet in the corner of the dining room. That's what Liika teaches you, but there's a men's toilet ahead of her. Though I will say it because Shatia pointed it out right away, it was an embarrassing situation inside as a girl if I was late in teaching.

Even more astonished, Lika fell in a rushed back recoil, getting her ass cake on the floor. Shatia leaked her rather admirable breath as she looked down at Lika, who looked painful.

"You smell dull on top of your bad magic... you're a medium bender. Lika."

"Ugh... sorry"

I didn't mean to make a fool of myself, Shathia reached out while saying that to be funny. Seeing that, Liika looked a little confused, but after apologizing, she took that hand and woke up. Pomp and knock on uniform, pay dirt.

Then I heard footsteps from behind me. That's multiple, too. When Nature and Chateau turned around without even showing how they cared, there were several female students there. They are all badly eyed, with some nigga and a wicked grin.

"As always, Liika is a dodge. I hope you haven't shown too much embarrassment to your integration students."

"... ugh."

One girl stepped forward and said that cold to Lika. Put your arms together and take the trick of shaking your head as you do it with one hand against your cheek. Lika grabbed the other arm with one hand to be scared and lowered back to shrink. Shatia watches the situation in silence.

"Honestly, Lika can't use much magic, and besides exercise, she's tone-deaf. What the hell can you do?

"There was nothing there before, and you were falling like you are now. Didn't you fall down those stairs?

The other girls gathered to surround Liika and said so with their mouths. Obviously it's a language I'm making fun of, but not in a way that directly abuses me. What an itchy thing, Shatia thought swallowing. And ask for the look on Chilari and Lika's face. She was still letting her face down and shaking her body like she was frightened. I'm totally losing my temper. They have broken their will in front of them.

"It must be hard for you, too, Mr. Shatia? I can't believe they made me the seat next to such a falling out. If it is, I'll tell the teacher to change his seat."

That's what one of the girls said and asked Shatia with a smile on her face. Suddenly he was made to ask questions, and Shatia went home sane and gave a hazy look.

What a strange question again. I don't know how that could be a reason to change seats from Chateau, but for now I decided that I should answer something and put it down here.

I guess this question means solicitation from them first, Château predicts. If we talk to them in tune here, we'll say we're on the same side. That's what they judge cruelly. And if I say no, I might treat you the same way as Liika. Shatia sighed small and opened her mouth thinking that she was ruthless.

"No... let's not. I like that seat."

"Oh? Really? Good, though."

Obviously the girl gave a grumpy look when she heard Shatia's response. But soon he goes back to Nico's face, tilting his neck and responding trying to reveal himself.

And the girls tried to walk away from the spot without saying anything, not saying they had nothing more to do with it. But as one girl passed next to Shatia, the girl noticed something attached to Shatia's waist with a string.

"What is this? Wow, doll."

The girl reached out and took the doll that was tied to Shatia's waist. The girls who were about to leave suddenly had to start making noise and get back together, staring at the person funny.

"Uh, Shatia's still playing with dolls?

"Weird doll. Something's frightening."

Shatia's silver hair shakes and her face hides with her forehead. I can't ask her for her expression. The girls started talking here all at once. Do it. I kept talking as much as I wanted about the dolls being weird, my bad taste, and the cuter ones being better. And I was so anxious to deal with the doll abusively, sometimes pulling my hair, etc., that I would destroy the momentum.

"We'll make you cuter. Oh, or throw this away and give him my old doll?

The girl said that to make a fool of herself while placing her hand on Shatia's shoulder. But the girl froze right after. At the same time, the girls around stopped moving and even Lika, who was next door, became stiff on the spot.

Shatia quietly opened her mouth softly as she hid her expression with her forehead.

"Give it back... that's an important figure"

Shathiah was calm, but his voice was terribly low. It was a dos black voice as if the dead had squeezed out so much that it could not be expressed as angry. The girls fit in as if they could be tied to something and couldn't speak up. The girl, who barely had the doll, replied yes in tears, returning the doll to Shatia with a trembling hand.

"Hmm...... oh, no, I'm sorry. This is from a friend of mine. It pisses me off when I hurt you. Sorry for the bad air."

"Oh, oh... really... no, it's us... well, sorry"

Receiving the doll, Shatia smiled nicely, saying so to make sure she wasn't hurt. But no one could laugh back at that smile anymore. When the girls said so, they walked away from the scene so as to escape, and now it's time to disappear from front of the Shathiers.

After nostalgic for looking after the doll, Shatia exhaled small and sounded her throat awkwardly.

"Shatia...... something was terribly scary"

"I'm sorry. I didn't think I'd have that low voice either. Kuk, I'm still immature."

Listening to Lika, Shatia cursed herself for losing her chill. Even though we have to avoid prominent behavior, if we do that on the first day of incorporation, the rumors will spread. Shatia slammed her head slightly as she needed to be able to see things from a more third-party perspective.

"But you care so much about that doll... your friend's figure, is it?

"Oh... my dear friend, it's an important treasure. I guess I should really keep it in a crate, but I don't like to clean it. I'm worried it might go away."

Shatia didn't answer Lika's questions in much detail, giving her the perception that she always had something important for a good reason. There is no way I can say by mistake that there is a witch's soul in this doll, etc., and I direct her to forget as much as she can. In the worst case, Shathia also considered the memory manipulation.

"But it still looks like Liika can be abused. Is that always the case?

"Ugh, yeah... well... Shatia was on her side this time, so it wasn't that bad... pretty much always like that"

"Hmm... I see, right"

I changed the subject and asked her questions about Lika's abuse, and she answered honestly, even though she looked spicy. When he heard that, Shatia put her hand on her chin to think a little.

"Okay...... sometimes you'd be happy to teach people. Lika, I'll teach you the magic mystery."

"... Huh?

That's what Shatia said with a nigga and a grin. I don't understand the meaning of the word, and Lika looks like she's in trouble with her neck tilted.

The witch decided to raise the girl on a whim. The legendary witch, who once taught magic to six witches, once again takes its baton.