As the saying goes, life is like ●★; since you can’t resist, you might as well enjoy it.
Ashford had already given up on the idea of breaking free from the ropes; ever since coming to this school, he felt it wasn’t normal.
If you didn’t know it was Canterlot High School, you’d think it was a branch of Hogwarts.
Hopefully, no more demons or anything like that will pop out of this place.
“Trixie, your magic performance is really terrible. Watch mine: Drawing Comes to Life.”
Just as Ashford thought Sunset Shimmer was going to turn the Magic Energy Wand in her hand into a pencil like Trixie did, Sunset Shimmer suddenly reached under her skirt.
Under the expectant gazes of Ashford and Trixie, Sunset Shimmer pulled out a pencil…
So that’s how she got the pencil.
Compared to Trixie’s magic wand turning into a sword, this way of getting a pencil was indeed quite lame.
However, under Trixie’s mocking gaze, the pencil was pulled longer and longer by Sunset Shimmer.
When it was completely pulled out, it was actually 2 meters long.
How the hell did she hide that pencil on her body?!!!
“Wait a moment, let me sharpen the pencil first.”
After holding her Magic Energy Wand, Sunset Shimmer shoved one end of the pencil into it, and the Magic Energy Wand started making the sound of a machine running.
“So this Magic Energy Wand is actually a pencil sharpener!!! Isn’t this a bit too ridiculous?”
Ashford’s complaints echoed through the air, but Trixie and Sunset Shimmer on the stage were unaffected.
Sunset Shimmer used the sharpener with a serious face, and the 2-meter-long pencil got shorter and shorter as she sharpened it, until only 20cm remained.
“There, it’s sharpened.”
“You sharpened a 2-meter pencil down to 20cm! If you sharpen it any more, it’ll be gone!!! How bad is your sharpening technique?!!!”
Ashford felt like he was talking to a bunch of idiots, but the key was that these idiots ignored him.
God, if I have sinned, please punish me directly, instead of making me suffer here.
“Next, I will draw a little bird on the paper.”
After taking out a piece of paper, Sunset Shimmer raised the Magic Energy Wand again.
She grabbed the end with the bow with her other hand and twisted it.
The tip of a ballpoint pen emerged.
“You have a ballpoint pen and you still spent time sharpening a pencil?!!! Don’t you know wasting the audience’s time is shameful?!!!”
Ashford cursed Sunset Shimmer for wasting time while crying, taking several deep breaths to try to calm his emotions.
He comforted himself inwardly. This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
It’s okay, it’s okay, as long as the next magic performance is exciting enough.
Sunset Shimmer started drawing on the paper, but her drawing style was indeed a bit ugly, as if she had never written with her hands before.
As she drew, just as the bird was almost finished, Sunset Shimmer suddenly tore off the page, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it next to Ashford.
“Sunset Shimmer, why did you tear the paper? Wasn’t it almost finished?”
“Since it’s a magic performance, it must be perfect. There can’t be any flaws.”
“But you drew it perfectly! You could practically be an art student.”
“No, everything must be done to perfection.”
Sunset Shimmer finally answered Ashford’s question.
At this moment, Ashford actually nodded at her, praising her perfectionist nature in his heart.
With such a character, what could she not achieve?
But this thought didn’t even last two minutes before Ashford flew into a rage again.
“Are you trying to bury me alive?”
Ashford was so angry his voice was hoarse; he couldn’t even shout anymore.
He wept silently, feeling another large paper ball land on him.
The paper balls Sunset Shimmer had torn off were about to bury Ashford alive, but she still hadn’t finished drawing the bird.
The key was that after so many pages were torn from the notebook, its thickness hadn’t decreased at all.
What kind of ridiculous behavior was this?
Physics doesn’t exist anymore?
“Hmm…”
Sunset Shimmer suddenly became serious.
Everyone thought she had finally finished drawing the bird.
She looked up and spoke solemnly.
“My ballpoint pen ran out of ink.”
“…I… damn it…”
“I have one here.”
“…You… b*tch…”
“…Holy crap.”
Ashford felt like killing himself right now.
Clearly, these two girls seemed incompatible earlier, wanting to compete in the magic contest.
In the end, this pair of girls were both total rookies.
That was one thing, but they were now acting like good friends, borrowing ballpoint pens from each other.
They didn’t look like rivals at all.
After Sunset Shimmer finished drawing but couldn’t make the bird appear.
Trixie performed the head relocation trick, only to get her head stuck in the table.
Sunset Shimmer used chocolate gold coins for the swallow a coin and retrieve it trick, but she could only swallow and not retrieve.
Trixie performed the flaming wallet trick and actually burned her wallet to ashes.
Ashford was finally liberated.
Returning home, a half-dead Ashford ate with chopsticks, which made The Three Siren Sisters curious.
In their memory, Ashford always used a knife and fork; why was he using chopsticks now?
“Ashford, your utensils are so strange.”
“Sonata, these are called chopsticks. A lot happened at school today, so I don’t feel like using a knife and fork.”
“Oh, I see.”
Sonata nodded slightly, though it was unclear if she really understood.
During dinner, as expected, it was time for the questioning session.
“Ashford, did anything strange happen at school?”
“Sister Adagio, you really should go study science. It’s impossible for magic to exist in this world. At most, there’s stage magic, but that’s nothing more than misdirection using various props.”
“Haha, maybe magic really does exist in this world.”
“Sister Adagio, I don’t want to talk about this right now. I watched magic performances all day. I thought it was a showdown of masters, but it turned out to be a fight between rookies.”
Ashford looked exhausted, as if he was afraid to recall what happened during the magic show.
This time, he didn’t even finish his meal before returning to his room.
“Adagio, why are you so sure there’s magic at Canterlot High School?”
“I’m never sure there’s magic there. I’m just thinking that if there are resources, we should use them. Anyway, Ashford goes to school there too.”
Aria and Adagio chatted idly.
When Ashford returned to his room and took off his coat, he looked at the 20cm pencil that had somehow appeared in his hand and fell into deep thought.