Bald cape conjurer

"Cough, there's no need for compensation." Ye Mo Zhengdao clenched his fist and raised it to his lips, and coughed with a stern face, "After all, I asked you to go all out."

Hearing this, Saitama, who was covered in sweat, pressed his chest and let out a sigh of relief, showing a relieved expression.

"Anyway...you've passed!" Ye Mo Zhengdao also felt a little embarrassed, so he lowered his fist and changed the subject to announce.

Saitama was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a happy expression.However, in the next second, Ye Mozheng said loudly: "From next week, you will be studying in our school as a first-year trainee. Congratulations, Saitama. Wu, take him to familiarize himself with the campus."

"Okay, then I'll trouble you..." Saitama said enthusiastically, and was suddenly taken aback.

"...Huh? Trainee?"

……

"Apprentices are the general term for students who have not yet obtained the qualifications of full-time students in the school register, but can participate in all teaching activities like full-time students." Gojo Satoru introduced while leading Saitama to familiarize himself with the high school campus, "Although I didn't become a full-time student, it's still very impressive to be a trainee. After all, Saitama-kun has no magic power at all."

"...Oh." Saitama followed Wujo Satoru absent-mindedly, stayed for a while, and then suddenly thought of something. "The matter of student subsidies..."

"As for this—"

Sensing Gojo Satoru's protracted tone, Saitama nervously moved his fist to his chin, and fixed his eyes on him.

"Of course! Trainees are also subsidized!" Gojo Satoru turned around after he had done enough, and waved happily at Saitama like a plush mascot.

"Ah, that's good." Hearing this, Saitama put down his hand and showed a relieved expression.

"The subsidy for trainees is [-] yen per month!" Gojo Satoru announced loudly, "Well... it's probably half of the regular students' allowance. And it won't be paid until after enrollment."

"Hey." Saitama was a little disappointed.

"In addition, the dormitory is a facility only for full-time students, and trainees cannot apply for a dormitory. The cafeteria is free to use. But there is no way to do it. If you want to become a full-time student, you must generate a little magic power."

Gojo Satoru continued to explain as he walked, "Among the students who have just entered the second grade this year, there is a girl who is in a similar situation to you. She is also bound by the sky and the cursed body. It turns out that she can only exorcise the curse spirit with the spell tool. But she can still produce some fluctuations in spell power, unlike you who have no spell power at all, completely like a transparent person. According to the previous examples..."

Having said that, Gojo Satoru paused for a moment, and continued: "No, if you are able to deal with the curse spirit with your fist, it should be stronger than the previous example, Saitama-kun."

"Ah, the one in front is the stadium..."

"Saitama-kun, are you listening? If you don't know the campus, I don't care if you get lost afterwards."

"..."

Saitama maintained a blank expression, subconsciously following behind Gojo Satoru.

Too bad, there is only [-] yen a month, and you have to participate in teaching activities. Doesn't this take up most of your time, and you don't even have time to work?And if they are not allowed to live in a dormitory, they have to live outside, and they have to pay rent, water and electricity, and have to go from the city to the school in the suburbs every day, which seems to be even worse than before.

I'm so concerned, this guy couldn't listen to a single millimeter of what he said...

"That..." Saitama came back to his senses and finally spoke.

"Huh? Is there a problem with Saitama?" Gojo Satoru approached cheerfully, "What?"

"If you want to become an official student, you must have magic power, right?" Saitama asked, "From the beginning, you have been talking about magic power, magic power and so on. What is magic power?"

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"Spell power, to put it bluntly, is the 'power of curse'. It is a power born from human negative emotions."

Leading Saitama to the center of the stadium, Gojo Satoru explained leisurely: "In Japan, mantra is a kind of power that can appear even in ordinary people. But the mantra produced by ordinary people is very weak and cannot be controlled. Most ordinary people cannot see the spirit of the spell. And the magician is often born with spells, and can control his spell power and spells through training. Generally speaking, only the spell power can produce spells on the spirit attack."

Gojo Satoru raised a finger: "As for the effect, mantra is just pure power, and mantra is a method to make pure power achieve different effects. If you understand the effect of mantra as various superpowers That's fine too."

"But didn't you say that I don't have the magic power?" Saitama looked down at his fist, "But I can not only see the curse spirit, but also kill the curse spirit with one punch."

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru stuffed his hands into his pockets, bent slightly, and laughed.

"So, Saitama-kun is special."

"……Eh."

Saitama was still puzzled.At this time, Gojo Satoru seemed to be suddenly motivated. He stepped forward and leaned in front of Saitama: "Saitama-kun, do you want to see it? The culmination of spell warfare—the field unfolds."

"Apex, do you mean the strongest battle?" Saitama was taken aback for a moment, then clenched his fists, showing an expression of interest, "Oh, come on!"

"……what?"

Gojo Satoru let out a short surprised sound, then kept his original posture, and asked, "Could it be...do you want to experience the battle at the pinnacle of spell warfare?"

"Isn't that what you mean?" Saitama still said enthusiastically, "Since I have become too strong, no matter what kind of enemy I encounter, I will deal with it with one punch, and gradually lose the fun of fighting, no matter who I fight, I don't feel anything .But since it is the pinnacle of spell warfare, it must be very strong!"

"Come on, let me see it!"

Gojo Satoru looked at the excited Saitama, slowly straightened up, and let out an "oh".

He originally only planned to let Saitama enter the field as a "companion" who would not be harmed in any way to take a look.As long as he keeps in touch with Wujo Satoru, he can avoid the attack of the domain.But since Saitama is looking forward to it...

If it is such a powerful body, then even if he enters the domain as an "enemy", as long as he does not attack Saitama, there should be no problem.

Under Saitama's expectant gaze, Gojo Satoru's lips were drawn into a straight line.He raised his hand and slowly hooked the edge of the black blindfold.

The pure black eyepatch slowly slid down the bridge of the nose, and then the silver-white hair that stood upright because of the eyepatch fell down.Those silver hairs fell freely on Gojo Satoru's forehead without the restraint of the blindfold, presenting a soft texture that was in great contrast to this tall and straight man.

The blindfold was lowered all the way, revealing handsome eyebrows, slender eyelashes like snow-covered feather fans, and a pair of clear blue eyes like the infinitely extending blue sky.

It was the first time Saitama saw Gojo Satoru take off his blindfold, and he could not help but raise his eyebrows, his expression became more solemn.

"Oh! Let the horse come here!"

After all, he could sense that Gojo Satoru was also serious.In the face of a serious opponent, one should treat it with the same attitude no matter what.

Gojo Satoru raised his lips slightly, as if to leave enough time for Saitama to prepare mentally, and slowly raised his right hand, putting his index finger and middle finger together.

"The field is unfolding." He opened his lips slightly and said softly, "...infinite space."

……

A wide sports field and a Japanese-style building stretching all the way to the end of the campus.

Green trees, chirping birds, clear sky.

Everything seemed to disappear in an instant.Instead, it was a silver-gray space as empty as the universe in outer space.The surroundings seemed to be completely dark, but also seemed to be illuminated by light; as if there was nothing, and seemed to be crowded and stuffed.

Visible and invisible, audible and inaudible, feeling and inability to feel... active and immobile are mixed together in a way that transcends the laws of physics, presenting a contradictory and harmonious chaos.

In this chaos, the crisp sound of leather shoes sounded.Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly towards Saitama.

"Welcome to my domain, the infinite space."

He walked half a circle around Saitama who was standing there blankly, and said softly: "My technique is 'no lower limit', and this is the inner side of no lower limit."

"The so-called 'domain' is an area that will be [-]% attacked by the owner of the domain as long as you enter it. In my domain, the enemy will receive endless information. They can know everything, and I can clearly hear what I say to you , all the feelings in order to maintain life activities will be forcibly carried on. But the body is completely unable to move."

"But my behavior is completely unrestricted. After all, I am the master of the domain." Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "So now, I can do anything to Saitama-kun. Because Saitama-kun has no way to resist Lah. No matter how powerful the enemy is, it will be killed in this step."

"Of course, I won't attack you. After all, this is just a teaching about the development of the domain. So, Saitama-kun, now you should understand the development of the domain..."

Wujo Satoru's explanation suddenly stopped.Under the silver bangs, a hint of surprise flashed across those shining blue eyes.

Is it an illusion?That bald head just now... seems to have moved suddenly?

Could it be that he can also move in the infinite space?

After being stunned, in order to verify this, Gojo Satoru stepped forward and stared condescendingly at the back of Saitama's head from behind.

That radiant brain clearly reflected Wujo Wu's handsome face, but it was a little out of shape because of the spherical surface.

...It really is an illusion.There is no enemy that can move in the infinite space.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru reached out and stroked his chin, staring at his own shadow on the back of Saitama's head.

"I'm such a nice guy," he exclaimed.

Suddenly, Gojo Satoru saw himself shaking on the back of Saitama's head.

At that moment, the bald man who was standing in front of him suddenly turned his head and stared at him unhappy.

"Don't use the back of other people's heads as a mirror. It's too rude." Saitama said dissatisfiedly, then looked around, "It was interesting at first, but you kept talking and didn't fight me, saying The content that comes out is still foggy, and gradually becomes a bit boring.”

The bald head turned around, facing Gojo Satoru, and asked confidently:

"Can I go back?"