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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

Chapter 48 - Saying Goodbye to the Past · Oct 11, 2026

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1 Chapter 1 - Welcome to Witch School! 2026-10-11
2 Chapter 2 - That School Is Weird 2026-10-11
3 Chapter 3 - Grab and Go 2026-10-11
4 Chapter 4 - Snatching Talented Recruits 2026-10-11
5 Chapter 5 - Free New Phone 2026-10-11
6 Chapter 6 - Beneath the Dome 2026-10-11
7 Chapter 7 - Becoming an Official Trainee 2026-10-11
8 Chapter 8 - Talent is a Blessing 2026-10-11
9 Chapter 9 - The Reason They Need a Boy 2026-10-11
10 Chapter 10 - Nice To Be A Girl 2026-10-11
11 Chapter 11 - The Witch’s Standard Four-Piece Set 2026-10-11
12 Chapter 12 - The Cold Shoulder 2026-10-11
13 Chapter 13 - Student ID in Hand 2026-10-11
14 Chapter 14 - The Marvelous Uses of a Student ID 2026-10-11
15 Chapter 15 - Transcendent Knowledge 2026-10-11
16 Chapter 16 - Part-Time Plans 2026-10-11
17 Chapter 17 - New School, New Life 2026-10-11
18 Chapter 18 - Picking a Bedroom 2026-10-11
19 Chapter 19 - First Taste of Girl Clothes 2026-10-11
20 Chapter 20 - Hair-Tying Practice 2026-10-11
21 Chapter 21 - Bad End of Witchification 2026-10-11
22 Chapter 22 - The Snack Alley 2026-10-11
23 Chapter 23 - Shower Time 2026-10-11
24 Chapter 24 - How Am I Supposed to Handle This? 2026-10-11
25 Chapter 25 - A New Day 2026-10-11
26 Chapter 26 - Academy System Tasks 2026-10-11
27 Chapter 27 - Guessing About Mana Cores 2026-10-11
28 Chapter 28 - Apprentice at the Bakery 2026-10-11
29 Chapter 29 - Staff Uniform 2026-10-11
30 Chapter 30 - Red Velvet Cake 2026-10-11
31 Chapter 31 - The Bakery Owner 2026-10-11
32 Chapter 32 - Spellbooks and Spell Slots 2026-10-11
33 Chapter 33 - You Don’t Want to Owe Money, Do You? 2026-10-11
34 Chapter 34 - A New Day 2026-10-11
35 Chapter 35 - Tang Yihan’s Dark Desserts 2026-10-11
36 Chapter 36 - The Academy Under Attack? 2026-10-11
37 Chapter 37 - Sudden Conflict 2026-10-11
38 Chapter 38 : The Disaster Caused by This Year’s Top Student 2026-10-11
39 Chapter 39 - The Dust Settles 2026-10-11
40 Chapter 40 - At the Big Win Dinner, Go All Out 2026-10-11
41 Chapter 41 - Spell Book - Cleaning Charm 2026-10-11
42 Chapter 42 - Smart Butler, Formerly Known as Little Work Slave 2026-10-11
43 Chapter 43 - Family Info in the Old Phone 2026-10-11
44 Chapter 44 - A "Friendly" Hello from My Dear Brother 2026-10-11
45 Chapter 45 - My Brother, Living in My Shadow 2026-10-11
46 Chapter 46 - Outsider vs. Family? 2026-10-11
47 Chapter 47 - The Truth About Demonspawn School 2026-10-11
48 Chapter 48 - Saying Goodbye to the Past 2026-10-11
49 Chapter 49 - The Enthusiastic Senior in the Alley 2026-10-11
50 Chapter 50 - Campus Legends of Witch School 2026-10-11

After calming down, I got back to my tasks. I unplugged my old phone from Little Work Slave. It had served its purpose.

No need to waste more mana on it—electricity came from mana conversion, after all.

With a twinge of nostalgia, I swiped through the phone, muscle memory guiding me to the notes app.

My diary entries stared back at me.

August 25, Sunny

First time writing a diary…

December 29, Rain

The counselor called. Thought it was about the makeup exam for the common language, but no…

January 18, Sunny

The day just slipped by. Everything seemed normal. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ NoveI~Fire.net

11:25 PM

Done crying. No one saw. Good. Pick myself up and keep going…

October 20, Rain

Checked the calendar while writing. It’s not right. Today’s my birthday. I should know better than anyone…

…

The entries, scattered and varied, chronicled big and small moments. I was a reincarnator, my mind supposedly mature, but life didn’t care if you were grown or not.

The further I read, the hazier it got. Memory worked that way—painful stuff faded. My brain knew better than my conscious self to let it go.

I loved one line in my diary:

“I hope future me reads this and has no clue what it’s about. That’d mean I’ve forgotten, right?”

It was true. The diary preserved it all, but my mind had holes where the pain should’ve been.

Sometimes I regretted writing it. Seeing these entries reminded me of the indescribable hurt I couldn’t recall. It was like a chunk of my memory had been carved out.

Peering into that void, I saw nothing. Just endless fear.

“Alright, it’s over,” I muttered.

I scrolled to the first entry. The notes app was a mess—edits sometimes pushed random ones to the top. Didn’t matter. I knew these things happened.

Time’s order didn’t matter anymore. Just the moments did.

Good thing I knew my first entry by heart. It was childish now, but I’d read it the most, so it stayed at the top.

A pop-up asked: Confirm deletion?

I hesitated, then tapped yes.

Whether by slip or sudden resolve, that first deletion forced me to start letting go.

It was inevitable.

I didn’t select all and delete. Instead, I erased each entry one by one.

It wasn’t just deletion—it was revisiting and severing my past life in this world.

With each tap, I felt no attachment. Just lighter, smoother, more at ease.

Until the last one. I paused.

It was almost gone.

So, this was all my life here amounted to? Nothing worth mourning.

I chuckled, deleting the final entry without a care.

Like it never mattered.

I looked up at the ceiling, feeling the villa around me. This was my new home.

Pretty nice.

I reached to shut off the phone, planning to ditch it for good later.

But the screen went black—battery dead.

Guess it was in a hurry to leave me, too. After those calls and scrolling through diaries, plus its leaky battery, no surprise.

“Way to know me,” I muttered to the cellphone. “Don’t worry, I’ll give you a grand send-off.”

Back in my room, I tossed the phone on the nightstand. Powerless, it was harmless. Even if someone snooped, the diaries were gone. Nothing to worry about.

I’d cut ties with the past. Sometimes, all it took was a small step—like swapping phones.

I hadn’t planned to go out. A paid half-day off, ruined by all that drama.

I kept telling myself I’d severed the past, but emotions didn’t shift that fast. I’d even downloaded the academy’s food delivery app.

Then, instead of eating, I got the urge to step out. If I was going out, I could eat something good myself.

Screw takeout. I’d treat myself, have fun my way. What couldn’t a great meal fix?

The ones who should stress weren’t me.

At the mirror, I fixed my appearance, checked my clothes. No slip-ups. Then I strolled out, cheerful.

Where to? No clue. No plan.

I’d hit the bus stop and pick a random route.

It was free, after all. I’d hop off at anything interesting, wander till I was tired, then ride again, soaking in the sights. Witch School was huge—every street was a new world to me.

I’d just avoid the areas hit by recent battles. Not sure if some bus routes were still running.

Lucky me, a bus pulled up right as I reached the stop. It was nearly empty, just a few quiet seniors. I felt a bit out of place.

After a while on the bus, I decided to hop off and switch to another one.

No idea where the next stop was, but this road felt familiar.

Then it hit me—this was one of the paths I took during registration.

So much for exploring new places. I’d just circled back to somewhere I knew.

Oh well. It was like I’d surrendered to fate for a moment. Revisiting an old road wasn’t so bad.

Plus, I could scout for a good restaurant to try.

I got off the bus, leaving its quiet vibe behind, and started wandering the street aimlessly.

Even just walking, I felt a rush of freedom—like I’d broken free from my own chains.

I soaked in the newness, greedy for it. I knew I’d get used to this feeling soon enough.

Translator’s note: Yes! New life! Get rid of the trash people and things from the past.

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