Chapter 304 - Leniency for Those Who Confess
Starting Chapter 304 of "High School of Demon Hunting": Chapter 304: Chapter 228: Leniency for Those Who Confess Compared to other locations, the right... See what happens next!
Chapter 304: Chapter 228: Leniency for Those Who Confess Compared to other locations, the right side of the T-stage was slightly sparser in people.
Not because the view was bad from this position, but because of its unique decorative design.
Unlike other places, the stands on the left and right here did not have silvery dividers. More than a dozen thick vine-like straps erupted from the ground, aiming directly at the depths of the starry sky ceiling; The tiny tendrils growing from them spread in all directions, intertwining with each other, creating a series of narrow partitions in the space.
The bright light for these partitioned audience seats didnât come from the dazzling pearls on the ceiling, but from fireflies of different colors nestled among the vines.
These insects pierced the soft skin of the vine straps with their sharp mouthparts, voraciously sucking the sap flowing within, their transparent bellies swelling and spilling a gentle glow of light and shadow behind them.
It took the two young wizards quite a bit of effort to find an empty grandstand.
Perhaps it was the narrow space that gave a feeling of repression, or maybe because the faint scent of Jiang Yu permeated the entire partition, the young fellowship student was a bit restless.
"The Wandering Wizard also keeps a bunch of fireflies in his bar," Zheng Qingâs voice sounded somewhat loud in this semi-enclosed environment.
He startled himself.
He paused, lowered his tone, and continued to ramble on: "I remember that he used fireflies to brew amber light ... he also added spices such as nutmeg, and polygonum multiflorum... Amber Light is a type of drink that is said to be very precious..."
As Zheng Qing was talking, his voice became smaller and smaller.
He suddenly remembered that the witch beside him came from an ancient wizard family, and she probably knew as much about firefly usage as the Wandering Wizard.
"Iâve heard," Jiang Yuâs face surfaced with a smile of commendation, "Everyone has been whispering, and you have already received the golden card given by the Wandering Wizard ... A VIP of the wandering bar ... Thatâs simply too amazing. As far as I know, among freshmen of the number one university this year, you are the only one who received this treatment."
"Itâs nothing, itâs just that I must do a lot of work for him," Zheng Qing waved his hand quickly, but the proud smile on his face couldnât be suppressed. "I have to draw a lot of talismans for the Wandering Wizard every semester."
"Not everyone can draw them!" Jiang Yu slightly complimented him and changed the topic, raising the catalog in her hand: "We have limited time, letâs quickly choose clothes for your cousin."
Zheng Qing nodded again and again.
"What color is your cousinâs hair? Hairstyle? Has she dyed her hair?"
"Burgundy, big waves... hiccup." Zheng Qing answered subconsciously, and then he immediately felt a chill rushing up his spine into his head, and couldnât help hiccupping.
The young fellowship student carefully stole a glance at his female companion.
Thank god, Jiang Yu seemed to be busily flipping through the catalog in her hands, and didnât pay much attention to Zheng Qingâs answer.
"Red!" The witch cut out half of the album pictures immediately: "Red can match with other reds, such as orange red, pink, peach red, jujube red; it can also match similar warm tones, such as tangerine, orange, yellow, gold; Of course, black and white are versatile, and there is no problem using them later."
Zheng Qing dazedly watched the colorful lights and shadows passing in front of him, and was glad that he had asked an expert for help.
He had only known that clothes were for wearing, and as for color, as long as it looked good it was fine â no one had ever told him that buying clothes depended on hair color!
"Big waves... that is, medium to long hair, which means she can wear some off-shoulder or backless clothing..." Jiang Yu murmured softly, flipping through the catalog rustle: "... high collars, neckbands ... these elements can be removed."
"I remember that the first time I went to see Professor Du Ze-mu, you wore a black neckband...." Zheng Qing suddenly remembered something and weakly asked from the side, "You also have long hair."
"Thatâs because I have a long neck." Jiang Da Headmaster answered stiffly: "Are you more professional than me?"
Zheng Qing immediately raised both hands to show that he was fully compliant.
"Does she have a favorite color?" The latter question by Jiang Yu was very concise.
"I donât know about that," said our fellowship student, who has finally learned to be clever, "Do you have any suggestions?"
"If she dyed her hair red, then red is a good choice." Jiang Yu furrowed her brows, thinking carefully, then slowly asking: "Height?"
"About the same as you." Zheng Qing gestured surreptitiously on the sidelines and approximated: "Maybe sheâs slightly taller, maybe half an inch..."
"What about skin color?" The witch held the picture album in her hand a bit higher, and suddenly asked.
"White." As soon as Zheng Qing finished speaking, he immediately reacted, supplementing, "Her... her living condition is very good, so her skin is whiter."
"Maybe I shouldnât have asked this question." Jiang Yu squinted her eyes as if she were deep in thought, eyed him one more time, and then continued to ask: "Whatâs her body? Do you know her three measurements? Thatâs a womanâs bust, waist, and hip."
Zheng Qing was shocked and speechless.
"Kno...Kno... Donât know." The young fellowship student was profusely sweating.
"If you know, you know, if you donât know, you donât know. What does âKno-donât knowâ mean?" Jiang Da Headmaster looked displeased.
"Ahem, that is, I know what three measurements are." Zheng Qing glanced awkwardly around and whispered: "But I donât know... donât know my cousinâs... that."
Because he was too shy, he didnât even dare to repeat those three words again.
"If you donât know, you canât buy suitable clothes." Jiang Yu furrowed her eyebrows: "You could use magic to simulate her figure in front of me... it needs to basically reflect her shape."
Zheng Qing finally conceded.
Each lie requires a string of lies to patch up.
Each string of lies has countless loopholes to be filled.
And, filling these loopholes was a skill that required quick thinking.
Although Zheng Qing sometimes prided himself on being quick-witted, because he had never practiced lying in front of girls before, he seemed a bit clumsy.
He felt like he wasnât good at lying.
"Itâs Elena." He plopped down next to a wooden chair and muttered, "She gave me a gift before, and I feel that I need to give her one back... and I caused her to lose marks in Astronomy, I have to make up for it somehow... When we gathered as a class before, I noticed that your skirts were really beautiful, and I felt like you must know a lot about them... I know nothing about this."
After finishing the speech, he felt as if a weight was lifted off his shoulder.
"Elena." Jiang Yu lifted her chin slightly, showing an unsurprised expression, but still feeling a bit disgruntled, "Then why didnât you tell the truth? You could have just said it straight ... weâre classmates, do you think I would refuse to help!"
Zheng Qing was at a loss for words.
In fact, he wasnât even sure what he was hiding.
But he knew that if he had asked Jiang Yu to help pick out a gift for Elena right there at the alley entrance, she definitely would have found a way to politely refuse.
This was not a conclusion of divination.
This was just the intuition of a male.