Bald cape conjurer

"Special class..."

The premium wagyu beef slices in the pot are trembling slightly with the bubbling soup.Saitama was sitting at the table, staring at the meat slices without blinking, and stirring the egg liquid in the bowl quickly with the chopsticks in his hand.

"Yeah, it's premium."

Gojo Satoru's thoughts flicked across the alley before.The one who was crushed by a punch inside was undoubtedly a super-level curse spirit.

The two are sitting in the box of the sukiyaki restaurant in Ginza. In the middle of the table is a bubbling sukiyaki, surrounded by various ingredients and dipping sauces.The aroma of beef and mushrooms filled the air.

"Anyway, let's introduce myself first. I'm a teacher at the Tokyo Magic College, and my name is Gojo Satoru." He said, "The man with glasses just now is my colleague, assistant supervisor Iji Kiyo. Saitama, you will be mine student."

"Oh... hey, what do you mean?"

Saitama held the bowl of egg liquid, and raised his head blankly upon hearing this, those dull eyes added a bit of humor to him for some reason.

"Although you are able to defeat super-level magic spirits now, you have no magic power on your body... just like this, you can't immediately become a real magician."

Gojo Satoru leaned back in the chair leisurely, hung his arms on the back of the chair, and tapped the legs of the table with his leather shoes, "The magic world is a dead world. There is no magic power, It’s not uncommon for people not to be recognized without a background. So you must at least obtain a high school endorsement before you can officially step into the field of conjurers.”

"Ah, but I don't want to be your student." Saitama said while putting the overcooked slices of meat into his bowl, "Didn't I say it before, I only use my interest to defeat those you call' Curse spirits' stuff."

"Besides, high school... are all teenagers who are sixteen to study? I'm already 25 years old. I'd be embarrassed to study with teenagers at this age."

"This school has a four-year school system, and the ages of the students who have attended range from 15 to over 20 years old." Gojo Satoru smiled relaxedly, "Besides, the high school is a specialized school that absorbs talents with the qualifications of magicians. There is no strict age requirement for students. Even 25 years old can go to school.”

"But I have no plans to become a student." Saitama pointed at the meat in the sukiyaki pot with chopsticks and asked, "The beef is cooked, don't you want to eat it? Also, you said there will be sea urchin later?"

"Saitama-san."

Gojo Satoru, who had been looking frivolous just now, suddenly straightened up, his body leaned forward slightly, half of his face under the black eyepatch also became serious.

"The subsidy fee for college students is 20 yen per month, as well as free dormitory and student-priced meals in the cafeteria. If you choose to eat a set meal such as chicken pot with rice in the cafeteria, it only costs 399 yen. Except In addition, if you find an internship, there will be additional income.”

"Ha..." Saitama couldn't help but let out a small breath.

"In addition, because of your special circumstances, I can make an exception for you. You don't need to study for four years like other students. As long as you complete all the course exams, you can graduate and become a conjurer. By the way, A conjurer's job is the same as what you do in an alley, but the average salary is 85 yen a month."

Saitama's hand holding the sliced ​​beef paused in the air.He stared blankly at Gojo Satoru with a solemn expression, and was silent for a while.

"...If you enter school, what do you need to prepare?"

Follow the mountain road to the outskirts of Tokyo.Compared with the central urban area, the tall buildings and noisy human voices have completely disappeared, while the surrounding scenery is only green forests, and the only thing that can be heard in the ears is the chirping birdsong.

"It's really remote..." Saitama said to himself while scratching his face with his index finger as he walked forward.

"After all, this is not a school that can be exposed to the eyes of ordinary people." Gojo Satoru said relaxedly, "Ah, we are just ahead."

What appeared in front of us was a large stretch of majestic Japanese-style buildings, with white walls and blue tiles stretching out, and emerald green trees dotted in the middle, which looked more like an exquisite garden than a school.

"It is said to be an admission, but the previous one was just my personal invitation. Whether I can be admitted or not depends on whether I can pass the test of the principal Noctua." As he entered the campus along the steps, Gojo Satoru said, "But Saitama-kun, definitely no problem."

"Oh, of course!"

Saitama clenched his fists in a rare way, showing a burning expression of fighting spirit.Gojo Satoru glanced at him and smiled calmly.

This guy, it would be great if he could really become a companion... But he has to pass the night moth level first.

Approaching the building in front of him all the way, Gojo Satoru finally stopped at the door, and pointed to the dark inside of the door: "The person I want to meet is right here. The principal of the Tokyo School of Curse Arts—Night Moth Masamichi. He It’s the one who ultimately decides whether or not you can officially enroll.”

"I see. Then I just need to go in and convince the principal."

Saitama glanced at the door, and walked in without any nervousness.

Inside the door is a huge dojo, but unlike ordinary dojos, the walls on all sides stand solidly, without any glimmer of light.The center of the column in the dojo is carved out, and a white candle is placed to form a candlestick.At this moment, only the dim light of candles shone in the dojo.

And at the end of the dojo, in front of the entire wall of calligraphy, was sitting a tall, middle-aged man with a beard and a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.But scattered around him are felt dolls that don't suit his temperament.

"Wu, this is the guy you said, the guy who defeated the super magic spirit?"

The bearded man didn't speak until Saitama and Gojo Satoru stood still in front of him.

"Well, this is Saitama-kun."

Gojo Satoru raised his hands and aimed at Saitama with an exaggerated display.Afterwards, he withdrew his hand, and introduced to Saitama with a smile: "The one in front of you is the principal of the Tokyo School of Conjuration, the night moth."

"Oh, uncle is the one who decides whether I can go to school or not." Saitama smiled suddenly.

Noctua Zhengdao silently looked at the bald head standing in front of him.

Although he knew that he was facing the principal of a high school, the bald man had a silly smile on his face, and his standing posture was very casual, without any tension.

Moreover, the age of this guy in his profile is already 25 years old. He knew that he was here for an interview today, but he didn't pay any attention to his attire. He only wore a red and white hoodie with "OPPAI" written on his chest and black trousers, casually. Just came.

"... Enlightenment."

Facing Saitama's words, Yagami Masamichi did not make any reaction, but called Gojo Satoru's name in a deeper voice than before.

"Wu, are you kidding me? You said that you met a once-in-a-thousand-year gifted talent. I thought it would be an extraordinary person. But the person you brought has no magic power?"

"Where did you go wrong?"

Noctua Moth Zhengdao's face was rigid, obviously angry.But the anger is not so much aimed at Gojo Satoru, but rather at Saitama standing next to him.

"There's no mistake, it's Saitama-kun who took out the special class with one punch."

Gojo Satoru glanced at Saitama's expression.

Seeing Saitama standing where he was, without any reaction, Gojo Satoru sighed inwardly.

It seems that the pressure interview that Noctua Moth is used to is totally useless...

"Really..." Ye Mo Zhengdao looked thoughtfully at Saitama who was standing aside, thinking, "Heaven and curse...?"

"It's also possible." Wujo Wu said smoothly.

"No matter how you look at this guy, he's just an ordinary person. If he sacrificed his powerful magic power, he would instinctively learn how to defend against magic power through his physical ability, and he would stand and sit , Walking posture reflected. But this man is full of flaws. I can knock him down thirty times in just half a minute of him standing here."

"No, I'm afraid it still won't work."

"..."

Masamune Noctua seemed to have had enough of Gojo Satoru's flirty answer, and suddenly turned his head.Although the sunglasses blocked his eyes, it was obvious that his eyes fell on Saitama.

"You obviously came to attend the entrance interview, but you put on an expression of indifference?" Ye Mo Zhengdao suddenly increased the volume, "You, why did you choose to take this path?"

Saitama was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Are you asking me why I want to get rid of the curse spirit?"

"That's right!"

"... If you really want to say..."

Saitama's lazy and sluggish expression suddenly became serious, and the distance between his eyebrows and eyes suddenly narrowed.He clenched his fists, looked straight at Noctua Zhengdao, and replied in a calm manner: "It's because of interest!"

Noctua stared at Saitama seriously for a while, and suddenly his expression became a little speechless.

"... What kind of random reason is this?"

Noctua Masamune was obviously very dissatisfied with Saitama's answer.He raised his hand suddenly and said in a low voice, "Forget it."

A felt doll in the shape of a taiko drum that was scattered crookedly beside him suddenly floated slowly into the air. The cute little face of the taiko doll suddenly deformed, and its eyes stared fiercely at Saitama in front of it. sharp teeth.Its little hand holding the drumstick also waved around.

"Whether you have the ability or not, you will know if you try it with the curse skeleton I made." Ye Mozheng said coldly.

"Knew it……"

No matter what style of interview Noctua Moth chooses, the students who come for the interview will be asked by him to fight against the curse for various reasons.Gojo Satoru sighed softly, retreated instantly, and then folded his hands on his chest, observing the situation on the field with great interest.

"Oh, why did that doll move..."

Saitama pointed at the taiko doll under Masamichi Noctua with a puzzled expression.However, at this time, the Taiko doll suddenly disappeared from where it was.

A red afterimage flashed over Saitama's head, reflecting a red light on his bald head.Saitama's eyes looked up, but at this time the red afterimage had jumped long again.

Dozens of pillars with hollowed-out candlesticks are erected in the dojo, and the taiko doll bounces repeatedly between these pillars, like a red laser that is constantly reflected by countless mirrors.Saitama's eyes turned with the afterimage of the taiko doll, but suddenly looked at him again because of the sound of the night moth.

"That's not a doll, but a cursed skeleton that hosts my magic power. Since you have no magic power, you must go through this test if you want to enter school." Noctua Masamune looked down at Saitama, "You have to convince me , you have the ability to defeat my curse skeleton even without magic power. Go all out to prove yourself, Saitama!"

Following the Noctua's righteous words, the jumping speed of the Taiko's curse skeleton became faster and faster, so fast that it seemed that several red afterimages appeared in the air at the same time.And after the voice of the night moth Zhengdao fell, the taiko drum that was still jumping between the pillars just now rebounded suddenly, and rushed towards Saitama's bald head like a cannonball. The drumstick in his small hand was raised high, and the doll's face His expression became more ferocious.

"that……"

Saitama's voice suddenly sounded, causing a slight echo in the vast dojo.

"I don't quite understand what you're doing, but since it's Taiko..."

The Taiko Skull was less than one meter away from Saitama's bald head.And in the blink of an eye, Saitama suddenly turned around at a speed thousands of times faster than Taiko's curse, and threw his fist to meet the menacing Taiko.

"Then just tap it."

Saitama said cheerfully, and punched the Taiko Kanko in front of him with a punch.

At that moment, as if the whole world had been pressed the silence button, there was a period of silence that seemed to be absent.Then, there was a bang that almost shattered the eardrums of people.

Whether it was the attacking Taigu mantra, or the pillars lit with glowing candles, or the solid walls and ceilings of the dojo, they all flew and decayed like confetti.

The dark glasses on the bridge of Noctua's nose reflected the broken and scattered scene of the ashram like a paper hut.The sunglasses lens made a "click" sound, and was cracked by the wind pressure, and then completely shattered as the crack expanded.

The stunned eyes exposed behind the bare sunglasses frame were dyed the color of skylight.

With Saitama's punch, the Taiko Koku was completely annihilated, and the impact caused by the wind of the fist continued in the direction of the Taiko Koko, smashing half of the dojo in one breath, and finally turned into a gust of wind, disappearing in the endless in the blue sky.

"real or fake……"

The ceiling of the gloomy dojo was completely lifted, and the bright sky light dispelled all the darkness.But Ye Mo Zhengdao couldn't maintain the demeanor of the principal, and stood there in a daze, looking at the bald figure still standing in the center of the ruined wall, bathed in the sun.

"There is no magic power, only physical strength can achieve this level..." He muttered to himself, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Gojo Satoru, who had stood in the corner of the dojo early on, lowered his head slightly, rubbing the strap of the blindfold lightly with his fingertips, and then couldn't help but smile silently.

"what……"

Saitama withdrew his fist, looking at the dojo that was destroyed by his punch, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Oops, it was solved with another punch... and it also knocked down other people's buildings..."

"I won't ask for compensation..."