Bald cape conjurer

"Uh……"

Faced with the bald head's reaction, Yidizhi Jiegao didn't know what to do.Gojo Gojo, who was standing behind him, seemed to find the worker's embarrassment funny, and couldn't help laughing.

Yidizhi Jiegao turned his head and looked at Gojo Satoru as if asking for help.But the latter had no intention of helping at all, with a sentence written all over his face: Go, spectacle beast!

"That...you are indeed Mr. Saitama, right?"

Recalling the information obtained by Takagi, just to be on the safe side, Yiji Jiegao had no choice but to confirm it again.

"Yes." Saitama nodded, his head reflecting the light of the sun.

"Then you should be the one who defeats the super magic spirit..."

"No, the spell or something, I have no idea what it is. Besides, I'm really in a hurry, can I leave now?"

Saitama showed a distressed expression, and his eyes frequently slipped to the things in his hand.Only then did Ichiko realize that Saitama was holding a roll of supermarket special offer leaflets in his hand.

Could it be that the previous clues were wrong?Wasn't this the man who defeated the super magic spirit?

Thinking of this, Yizhi Jiegao looked at Saitama suddenly, and discovered an unbelievable fact.

The bald man in front of him had no trace of magic power all over his body.

Obviously mantra is derived from negative emotions of human beings. Although not everyone has the talent to become a conjurer, as long as there are negative emotions, ordinary people will generate more or less mantras, and even because of Without the magician's ability to control the spell power, the spell power generated is scattered indiscriminately.However, the bald man in front of him stood there blankly and stared at him, with no trace of magic power in his body.

Could it be... the sky and the curse?

One of the situations of heaven and curse is that people who should have been born with extremely strong magic power sacrificed their magic power before birth in exchange for a strong body.This is like making an exchange agreement with the sky, so it is called heaven and curse.

And as the body bound by the sky and the curse, there is no trace of curse power in the whole body, but there is only one person who can see the spirit of the curse. As far as Yidichi Jiegao knows, there is only one person - that is the one who once defeated the five before awakening. Wujo Wujo is the strong man who is enlightened, but in the end...

Thinking of this, the spectacle social animal looked back timidly at Gojo Satoru, but found that he still had the usual smile on his face, and it was hard to see if he had thought of anything.

Could it be that the Saitama in front of me is also in the same situation?

Yiji Jieko was still thinking wildly in fear, but Saitama spoke again.

"Well, if uncle is a staff member of the show, it's better to find someone else, so I'll go first." He said, "Didn't I say that I have to go to the next supermarket to buy specials? There are only two left before the special sale starts." It's 2 minutes away."

"Big, uncle?"

Yidizhi Jiegao was startled at first, and then showed a forbearance face that had suffered a lot, "I... I just look more mature, I'm only 26 years old...Huh?"

Yidizhi Jiegao raised his head, and was shocked to find that there was no one in front of him.Saitama, who was standing in front of him just now, disappeared at some point.Only the automatic door of the supermarket not far away opened and closed, and the housewife who had returned with a full load cast a strange look at him who was standing blankly at the entrance of the supermarket.

"...Where did you go... By the way, the special offer flyer that Saitama was holding just now, isn't it a supermarket six kilometers away from here?"

Yidichi Jiegao avoided the gazes of the housewives, and turned to look for Gojo Satoru.However, when he turned around, he immediately found that Gojo Satoru, who was standing behind him just now, had also disappeared.

The poor spectacled animal stood at the entrance of the supermarket to accept the gazes of the housewives, and after a while he talked to himself pitifully.

"I-I'm the only one left..."

……

An afterimage suddenly flashed across the street, and the newspapers and fallen leaves on the side of the road were blown away.

"Oh no, it's going to be too late..." Saitama ran, showing an expression of reluctance, "If I hadn't been stopped just now, I would have arrived before the special sale started... If I can't buy chicken, the ingredients There are only cabbage and tofu, so I have to eat tofu pot tonight."

"and also……"

Saitama turned his head while running, and glanced at the silver-haired blindfolded man who was walking behind him like a leisurely stroll.

"Why is this person following me..."

Although I feel puzzled in my heart, the current top priority is to grab the special chicken.Thinking of this, Saitama directly ignored Gojo Satoru who was following behind him, and continued to run towards the supermarket.

"Oh……"

Gojo Satoru, who followed closely behind Saitama, sighed with unknown meaning.

Saitama knew that he was following behind, Gojo Satoru was very sure of this.However, the bald head in front not only has an inhuman speed, but also has no extra emotions about the fact that he can keep up with his inhuman speed, as if he doesn't care about it.

What exactly happened?It's getting more and more interesting...

The two were speeding down the street at an unimaginable speed.Time passed by every minute and every second, and finally, the supermarket that sells chicken specials today is finally in sight.

"It's still ahead of the start of the sale... safe."

Seeing the kanban in the supermarket, Saitama finally felt relieved.He immediately plunged into the supermarket, but was taken aback by the sight in front of him.

There is indeed a huge "chicken special buy, 120 yen/box" banner hanging in the fresh section of the supermarket.However, under the banner, housewives who came in line to buy meat in advance were packed densely and tightly.Even though the sale hadn't started yet, there were at least [-] or [-] people queuing up.

"Oops, I didn't expect so many housewives to line up early..." Saitama raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, but still took a shopping basket with hope, and stood at the end of the line, "They shouldn't be able to get all the chicken Buy it all..."

"and……"

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Gojo Satoru standing behind him confidently, and Saitama's expression suddenly became alert.

Does this guy also want to grab the special chicken?No wonder I had to follow him all the way here.

Saitama was calculating the amount of chicken and the purchasing power of the housewife in his mind, when suddenly Gojo Satoru patted him on the shoulder and spoke.

"Saitama, right? How old are you?"

"Ah?" Saitama turned around in surprise, and glanced at Gojo Satoru, who was taller than him, "...25 years old."

"Then you are younger than me." Gojo Satoru said unceremoniously, "Then I will call you Saitama-kun. Just call me Satoru."

"Ah... Hey, aren't you a high school student?"

"Haha, I'm already 28 years old."

"Anyway, Saitama-kun," Gojo Satoru smiled and asked unexpectedly, "Do you want to come to the Conjuration Academy?"

"...No. What is that thing after all? You and the guy just now mentioned the word incantation all the time, but I don't even know what incantation is."

Seeing Saitama's clean refusal, Gojo Satoru tilted his head slightly, pointed at Saitama, and confirmed with a deliberately surprised expression: "Do you really know nothing? That thing you defeated in the alley is the curse Spirit."

"Ah, that's that one?" Saitama was stunned for a moment, recalling, "The thing with a blade-shaped hand that keeps shaking like a mobile phone in vibration mode, and makes a 'clack-cluck' sound? That kind of thing I I've also defeated quite a few... Is that actually called a curse spirit?"

"Yes, it's that kind of thing." Gojo Satoru heard Saitama's experience of defeating the curse spirit, and suddenly showed interest, "Why did you defeat the curse spirit?"

"Oh. If I really want to say..." Saitama thought for a while, and replied flatly, "It's because of interest."

At this moment, the clerk standing in the fresh food area picked up the loudspeaker and announced loudly: "The chicken special purchase time starts now and will end in half an hour..."

The housewives in front suddenly became agitated, and the people in the front had already started to flock to the boxes of chicken neatly placed on the shelves, stuffing the chicken into their shopping baskets like a hungry tiger.Saitama suddenly forgot the conversation just now, stretched his neck to look in the direction of the shelf, and began to fidget.

Looking at Saitama, who was sitting on pins and needles because of the special price chicken, and was even looked down upon by other customers because of too much movement, Gojo Satoru seemed to have some interesting idea suddenly, showing a rather interesting expression.

Strong enough to beat a super magic spirit with one punch, but poor enough to have to compete with housewives for a 120 yen box of special chicken in the supermarket... Maybe this is a point worth paying attention to...

Gojo Satoru was thinking about it, and the line to buy special chicken began to move forward gradually.Finally, the customers in front left satisfied with baskets of special chicken, and Saitama finally approached the shelf.

Just as Saitama walked to the shelf with a full face of anticipation, the housewife in front of him happened to take the last box of special chicken.

"what……"

Saitama lowered his head blankly, looking at the empty shelves.And the supermarket employee in charge of sales picked up the loudspeaker apologetically: "I'm very sorry, the special offer is sold out. I sincerely welcome you to visit next time..."

People at the end of the line complained and left.Saitama stood in front of the empty shelf for a while in frustration, looked at the remaining chicken sold at the original price of 400 yen, and finally turned away without taking anything, and went to the vegetable area to pick green onions.

"..."

Gojo Satoru put his hands in his uniform pockets, stood where he was, staring thoughtfully at the bald man who squeezed into the housewives to grab green onions, and then pushed through the crowd to grab cheap eggs.

Because it was not my fault, I couldn't buy the long-awaited special price, but didn't I blame others?

Saitama is competing for low-priced eggs with several middle-aged housewives.He quickly put the eggs into his shopping basket at a speed that ordinary people couldn't see clearly, and the housewives who were fighting for the eggs around him rolled their eyes at him seeing that he couldn't grab him.

"It's disgusting, it's obviously a man, and he's still grabbing eggs from us..." A sheep-headed woman complained loudly while reaching out to grab the egg box, only to catch the same box of eggs as Saitama.

"Hey, let go!" Sheephead gave Saitama a contemptuous look.

"Why do you want me to let go? Obviously I got this box of eggs first."

"Don't worry, let go, baldy!"

"...Baldy!?"

Saitama's expression twisted for a moment.However, at this moment, he suddenly realized that someone had patted his shoulder again.

"Saitama-kun." Gojo Satoru raised his hand and greeted him.

"Ah, it's you again. What's the matter." Saitama instantly withdrew the distorted expression on his face, and looked back at him dissatisfied, "If I was asked to join the High School of Conjuration, didn't I just refuse? Now I busy."

"That's right, this bald..." Sheep's head turned back with a displeased face, and was about to start cursing, but his eyes stopped suddenly after seeing Gojo Wu, "Oh... handsome, handsome..."

"This aunt," Gojo Satoru smiled at the sheep's head, "I saw it, he was the one who got the eggs first."

"Well, ok, ok..."

The sheep's head's cheeks turned red, and he let go of his hand immediately, even ignoring the fact that Gojo Satoru called her "auntie", as if he had turned into a real sheep.

Saitama put the eggs into the shopping basket in a daze, looked at the sheep-headed housewife whose attitude suddenly turned 180 degrees, and then looked back at Gojo Satoru who was still smiling and exuding charm.

"What. That's how nice you are to handsome guys..."

Saitama counted the eggs in the basket, turned around and decided to buy something else.Gojo Satoru ignored the sheep's head who was trying to find his contact information, and walked over briskly.

"Are you really not going to join the High School of Conjuration?" He asked.

"Absolutely not." Saitama refused again, "And you are with the uncle wearing glasses just now. It's all your fault that I didn't buy the special chicken this time. If I didn't get stopped, I would be able to rank a little higher. The location is now. I wanted to eat chicken pot today."

"Oh, is that so?" Gojo Satoru raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger and thumb to touch his chin, and said unexpectedly, "Could it be that Saitama-kun...is short of money?"

"...Can I take this sentence as a quarrel?" Saitama asked a little annoyed.

"Hahaha, of course not." Gojo Satoru waved his hand and asked in his usual jumpy tone, "Then you should consider coming to the High School of Magic. In the high school, even students have Can get a grant, be a serious conjurer after graduation, and be able to make money by killing conjurers—the kind of things you punch to death in an alley. There are good wages."

"...Huh?" Saitama stopped silently and stood where he was.

"Want to hear the details?" Gojo Satoru proposed in a seductive tone, "As an apology, I will treat you to dinner. We can chat while eating. We can go to Ginza to eat sukiyaki. I know a very good one shop."

"..."

"The kind that puts premium Wagyu beef."

"..."

"That shop also serves sushi and sea urchin."

"..."

"Go?" Gojo Gojo asked excitedly.

"It's not too late, let's go now!" Saitama replied enthusiastically.