Chapter 459 - The Duty Bird in the Office Building
Chapter 459 of "High School of Demon Hunting" opens presenting: Chapter 459: Chapter 128: The Duty Bird in the Office BuildingXiao Xiao eventually left the... Donât stop now!
Chapter 459: Chapter 128: The Duty Bird in the Office BuildingXiao Xiao eventually left the dormitory alive.
Accompanied by the compliments of Xin Fat Man and Dylan, he headed towards the Hunting Dance by the Lakeside of Bell Lake like a proud goose, head held high and chest puffed out.
Meanwhile, filled with envy and jealousy, Zheng Qing stepped into the desolate moonlight, and alone, he headed to the school committee office to handle the procedures for hunting team training.
Of course, the schoolâs night wasnât lonely due to the moon hunting.
On the contrary, on his way, Zheng Qing noticed giggling young male and female wizards everywhere in the school, either strolling under the shade of trees, lying on the grass appreciating the moon, or even holding each other closely as if no one else existed.
This made the young scholarship student even more depressed.
After crossing the narrow and deep long corridor and passing the Number Seven Gazebo, the black three-story small building of the school committee still sat silently under the moonlight.
The moonlight fell on the building, casting a piece of bluish halo. The building was as intimidating as a magical treasure in the process of being refined, giving a sense of heavy pressure.
Perhaps because all the schoolâs attention was drawn to the grand dance by the lake, today, Zheng Qing encountered no difficulties at the entrance of the building. The black hole-like entrance was wide open, accepting every visitor.
The hall on the first floor was still empty.
Only on top of the two-meter-high black tree-shaped birdcage, there was a tiger-striped parrot napping.
Zheng Qing gave a soft cough.
The sound was clear in this empty hall, immediately waking up the parrot.
"Welcome, welcome!" It flapped its wings in a panic, its eyes still half closed, and explained repeatedly, "I didnât sleep, not at all... I was just closing my eyes to remember the locations of the offices!"
Itâs admitting guilt where there is none...
Zheng Qingâs lips twitched but he said nothing.
Coincidentally, this parrotâs excuse was well-practiced, seamlessly articulated, without any stuttering.
"Cough... I want to go to the âHunting Team Management Officeâ, please..." Zheng Qing pulled out a small bag of bird food from his pocket and sprinkled it on the feeding bowl in front of the tiger-striped parrot.
The drowsy parrot finally recognized the face of the young wizard in front of it, and its tense demeanor immediately relaxed.
"Oh! I thought it was someone from the patrol team." The parrot flapped its wings, seeming somewhat annoyed, "Young people like you, instead of going to the lakeside dance, are disturbing my peaceful sleep in the office one after another, do you have a conscience?"
"One after another? Someone just went in?" Zheng Qing asked curiously.
After seeing the bird food in the bowl, the parrotâs eyes lit up. It immediately flew down and hurriedly stuffed the grains into its mouth.
"Donât rush, thereâs more here." Zheng Qing cheerfully pulled out another small bag of bird feed, adding, "This is the premium meal I bought from the âGreen Grocery Storeâ in Beta Town, each bag has eighteen different flavors."
"Children from Jiuyou are always obedient." The parrot mumbled with bird feed in its beak, swallowing down grains quickly while complaining, "Hmm, another young lad from Starry Sky just went in... The students from that college always have bad manners, none of them bring any gifts."
The term "door bag" referred by the parrot means bird food.
Though the school workers responsible for the feeding of these welcoming parrots didnât skimp on their daily meals, these talkative little birds still enjoyed picking food from the pockets of visiting students, euphemistically calling these gifts âdoor bagsâ, a behavior learned from who knows where.
"Are you the only one... I mean, the only bird on duty today?" Zheng Qing saw the parrot wholeheartedly munching on its meal, in the end, he could only wait patiently.
Thankfully there was nothing urgent tonight, it helped pass the time.
"Ha, um, he, hey, how, hey, huh, ho." The parrotâs beak was full of bird food, its incomprehensible voice leaked from the gaps between its beak, making it exceptionally difficult to comprehend.
It was practically a completely different language.
Despite having the help of the âCapable of All Languagesâ magic circle from Buji Island, Zheng Qing still couldnât understand what this bird was saying.
After all, a magic circle is only responsible for translating different languages; it canât clearly decipher every accent.
Only after it washed down the food in its mouth with water, did it finally articulate clearly what it had just said.
"Theyâve all gone to the dance party." The tiger-striped parrot spread its wings, puffed out its round chest and shook its fluffy feathers contentedly, saying, "I heard that a bunch of Nightlight Sparrows came to Silent Forest tonight, they are good dance partners... those mynas, crows, orioles, and magpies, all joined the fun."
"Why didnât you go?" Zheng Qing looked at the parrot on the bird rack with a playful smile, asking with ill intentions.
"Me?" The tiger-striped parrot paused, blinking desperately with its big green eyes, it eventually found an excuse, "I have devoted my youth and dreams to this building! This is my responsibility, my duty... This is the duty! As long as the doors of this building are open, I will absolutely not allow this cage to be unmanned!"
The speech was noble and grand, high-end grandeur that was inspiring to hear.
"Itâs the duty... huh." Zheng Qing gave a thumbs-up and nodded repeatedly, "Iâm indeed too young and lack your profound comprehension."
"Why didnât you go to the dance?" The parrot, pacing with a full stomach on the bird rack, suddenly remembered something and turned its head to look at the young wizard. It swiveled its green pea-sized eyes around and asked, "Are you a âYin and Yang Peopleâ? The third girl of the Myna clan told me that only Yin and Yang People canât attend the dance party."
As the saying goes, what goes around comes around.
The birdâs sarcastic words echoed back in the room, as the bird itself threw the same question back at him.
The smile hung on Zheng Qingâs face instantly froze.
What rubbish!
Who the hell has spare time every day to spout nonsense with these birds whose minds are missing a string!
"...Yin Yang donât need to feel inferior, youâre wizards right, there are no spells you canât learn. Study hard, and one day you will always be able to repair your body." The parrot paced comfortably in the feeding bowl and comforted the young wizard at its side, "Even if it canât be repaired, itâs okay, wizards are civilized, they wonât discriminate..."
After a while.
The young scholarship student finally let out a sigh and asked, "Do you know what a Yin Yang People is?"
The foolish bird stood still in its place.
"Ah!" Its bean-sized eyes blinked and shouted abruptly, "I havenât shown you to the office yet...Hurry up, hurry up, in case the on-duty wizard oversleeps, I wonât be able to wake them up."
You finally remember your duty!
Zheng Qing silently cursed in his heart, ultimately deciding not to lower himself to the level of this stupid bird and followed the parrot which was flapping its wings and leading the way. They started walking towards the depths of the corridor on the left.