Bald cape conjurer

At this moment, there is already a large group of students standing outside the activity room of the Image Research Institute.

"What's going on? I heard that there seems to be someone fighting inside..."

"I don't know... who is it?"

"Isn't this the video lab's activity room? Just ask the people from the video lab?"

Someone with sharp eyes saw the two Imaging Research students mixed in the crowd at a glance, and immediately dragged them out: "Isn't that your activity room? What happened inside?"

"I, we don't know...Although it is the activity room of the Image Research Institute, we haven't been in it for a long time, because Ito and the others..."

The two video research students looked at each other with panic in their eyes.

They knew in their hearts that if anyone knew how to use the activity room, it must be Ito and the others.And if the door of the activity room is locked, there is only one possibility.

Hearing this, many students present fell silent.

Ito's gang would bully the other students.Many people know about this.

Someone must have been bullied by them inside.

Do you want to tell the teacher?But the teacher also saw Ito and the others bullying other students, but did nothing...

At this moment, the sound in the activity room suddenly stopped.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the door of the activity room suddenly made a soft "click".

Who will come out...

All the students held their breath and waited with their eyes wide open.

The sliding door of the activity room was slowly opened by someone with the sound of sliding rails.

First, the palms with bruised knuckles, then the blood-stained uniform, and then the bloody face with cigarette burns on the forehead.

Yoshino Junpei pushed open the door, walked out with some difficulty under the eyes of everyone, wiped the blood from his head indifferently, and carried a stack of movie discs in his hand.

"Shun Shun Shun Shun... Shun Ping?"

The two imaging research students were taken aback, and hurried over: "Why are you in there? Didn't you ask for leave? Could it be that Ito and the others put you..."

Seeing the two friends who belong to the imaging research institute, Yoshino Junpei was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression eased slightly.

"I'm fine."

There was a gentle smile on the blood-stained face, but this smile was different from the slightly cowardly smile on Yoshino Junpei's face in the past.

"You don't have to be afraid, the activity room has been taken back." He said to the two friends, "Ito and the others will never dare to take our activity room again."

"Really?" The two exclaimed in surprise, "Then you..."

"--but."

Yoshino Junpei interrupted their words: "I will not continue to study in this school, I will go to other schools. I will take back all the movies I put here today."

"Why?" The two asked quickly.

"If I really want to say..." Yoshino Junpei thought for a while, and said seriously, "Probably because I became bald and stronger."

"Eh……?"

……

After Yoshino Junpei left, the two members of Kageken carefully pushed open the door of the activity room.What followed was a scene that the onlookers would never forget.

In the activity room of the Imaging Research Institute, four people, including Ito, who are usually invincible, are neatly lined up side by side, kneeling on the ground, not even daring to lift their heads.

Fear of incomprehensible magic power swept over their bodies, immobilizing them—even after Yoshino Junpei left.

On that day, the boy regained something important—that is, his soul, which had been lost for a long time.

After that day, Sato Sakura High School launched an investigation because of the incident, and then added a zero-tolerance policy for campus bullying incidents.However, Yoshino Junpei, who was the trigger, never appeared in Sato Sakura High School again.

Inside Tokyo Daiichi General Hospital.

"It's really scary," Yoshino Nagi complained while peeling an apple, "I came home bloody, just opened the door and fell down, and then the teacher came to visit... Junpei, you were bullied at school So miserable, why didn't you tell mom?"

"I don't want you to worry..."

Yoshino Junpei sat on the hospital bed, but his eyes were not on his mother, but on the ceiling of the ward.

There, a strangely shaped little thing like a fly was hanging upside down on the fan, staring at the few people in the ward.

——Since the sudden burst of strength that day, and the revenge of beating Ito and the others, Yoshino Junpei found that he could see some wonderful creatures that ordinary people could not see.

This little fly-like thing has been squatting in the ward for several days, but it is only crawling around the ward. It remains to be further observed what it is.

After learning that his hair loss was not due to muscle training, but because the shampoo was fake, Yoshino Junpei was disappointed for a long time.But it doesn't matter, as long as these things go to the High School of Conjuration in the future, they will definitely be resolved.

Thinking of this, Yoshino Junpei struggled to get up: "Anyway, I'll run ten kilometers first..."

Yoshino Nagi pinched the apple and roared, "Yoshino Junpei, lie down for me!"

"..."

When Nagi Yoshino and Junpei Yoshino were arguing over whether to exercise muscles during the hospitalization, a star light was flickering slightly on the roof of an office building opposite the inpatient department of the hospital.

"Confirm the location of the ward where that brat lives."

Several strong men in black suits were standing on the roof, and one of them was observing the movement in Yoshino Junpei's ward with a high-powered telescope.

"Let's go, go and kill that kid." The leader looked like a strong man in sunglasses and said, "This is the business of the president of the Ito Trading Company. I heard that his son was beaten by this kid, and I am anxious to vent my anger."

"Didn't that young man say that that kid has superpowers and can smash tables and chairs?" One of the men in black asked, "Should I be more cautious, Mr. Vodka?"

"How can there be real superpowers in this world, idiot!" Vodka snorted coldly, "It's just that the young master who is used to bullying was beaten up in reverse, and he couldn't face it, so he bluffed and exaggerated the other party's ability. Just to make myself less embarrassing. Just follow the usual steps, and the body will be poured with cement and thrown into Tokyo Bay."

"Yes!"

A group of people put away their binoculars and were about to file down, when suddenly the door to the rooftop was opened, and a bald man in a yellow tights and a white cape appeared at the door in a daze, carrying a plastic bag containing a supermarket bento.

"Eh?" Saitama couldn't help being taken aback when he saw a group of people in black clothes froze, "Who are you? What are you doing here sneakily?"

Silence continued for a moment.

One of the men in black couldn't help but said, "It's you, what are you doing here dressed like this?"

"Why do you want to ask..." Saitama glanced at the bento in the plastic bag, "The roof here has always been the place where I eat bento."

The two sides looked at each other in silence for a while, and there was only the sound of wind blowing on the roof.

"Ah," Saitama's eyes slowly slipped to the waist of a man in black, "Is that thing a gun?"

"..."

"... Has it been discovered?" Vodka, the leader, waved his hand with a ferocious expression, "Kill him!"

"Yes!" A group of men in black immediately approached Saitama in a well-trained manner.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Ten seconds later, Saitama looked displeased at the man in black who had fallen to the ground.

"Running to the rooftop where people usually eat lunch, sneaking around without knowing what to do, and suddenly rushing up to fight....Huh?"

Saitama's eyes suddenly froze - a high-power telescope fell out of the arms of one of the men in black who had been beaten until he was foaming at the mouth.

"Isn't this just for peeping...!" Saitama suddenly understood, and his expression became serious in an instant, "So it's you, the people who followed me during this time!"

After staring at the binoculars for a few seconds, Saitama regained his sluggish look again: "Forget it, it's better to send them to the police station."

……

Saitama sent the man in black to the police station, returned to the roof, sat on the edge of the roof and finished his lunch.

After that, he turned around again, but found no evil forces, and finally returned home normally when the sun was setting.

As soon as he got home, Saitama was startled by Genos' loud shout.

"Teacher, please tell me what you do at the High School of Conjuration!" Genos, who followed Saitama for half a month but failed to find any useful clues, pondered for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking loudly.

Saitama was taken aback: "Huh?"

At the same time, inside Poirot Cafe.

"What did you say?" Amuro hid in the kitchen, holding up his mobile phone, his palms were sweating, "Are you sure? That person is really vodka?"

"Absolutely not wrong." On the phone, his subordinate Kazami Yuya said hurriedly, "At noon, a bald man sent Vodka and his men, who were in a coma, to the police station with their weapons. They haven't woken up yet. But the appearance and characteristics are completely consistent with the information we have. At present, the public security has taken over."

"Immediately collect their fingerprints and blood, and lock their true identities, so as to follow the clues. Don't say anything about this, I will go right away!"

After putting down his mobile phone, Toru Amuro closed the door of Poirot's store, then took off his apron, took out his suit jacket and put it on.

At this moment, he was no longer the ordinary coffee shop clerk who used the pseudonym Toru Amuro to spy on information, but the public security policeman who acted for national security, Furutani Rei.

Furutani Rei's eyes froze, he wore a suit jacket, and walked out from the back door of the coffee shop.

From the police, justice is executed!

……

the next day.

Gojo Satoru stood on the podium of the first-grade classroom, tilted his head slightly, and his silver hair, which was erected because of the blindfold, flicked slightly.

"Huh? Who is this one?"

In the first grade classroom, besides the four students, there was one more person.

——On the table next to Saitama, a blond boy who looked eighteen or nineteen years old was sitting in front of him, and there was an open notebook in front of him, which was densely filled with notes.It's just that the boy's body is all made of steel parts, which obviously looks different from ordinary people.

"Please don't pay attention to me." Genos, the blond reformer, sat upright and replied, "I just came to learn from Teacher Saitama."

"Mr. Saitama?" Wujo Wuqi said, "Are you Saitama-kun's disciple?"

"That's right." Genos nodded, "Although I don't know what method you used to get Teacher Saitama to agree to study with you, who is not as good as him, but since this is Teacher Saitama's idea, I will not interfere. You can do it freely What you want to do. But I will not listen to your courses. My purpose is to observe Saitama-sensei's words, deeds, and actions 24 hours a day, and learn how to become stronger."

As soon as Genos finished his unceremonious words, there was a small gasp in the classroom.

"..." Gojo Satoru kept his head tilted, and silently shifted his gaze to other students.

Fuguro Megumi, Knotabagi Yujin, and Kizaki Yaqiangwei all had stiff expressions, as if they didn't know where to start.

And Saitama clasped his hands on his forehead, lowered his head to the table, his face was covered with black lines, and his body trembled slightly.

"Jenos, please forgive me...it's so embarrassing..."