Bald cape conjurer

"Jingle jingle jingle—"

The ear-piercing sound caused Saitama to open his eyes suddenly, and slapped the alarm clock beside him.

"Ah, the underground people!" He sat up suddenly and shouted nervously.However, after the familiar scene in the apartment came into view, Saitama's expression gradually became dazed.

"...It turned out to be a dream."

Saitama looked around, yawned, and lost his expression: "Sure enough, hearty battles only appear in dreams..."

Grabbing the collar of his striped pajamas, Saitama pushed the quilt aside and got up, fumbling with the other hand on the small table, trying to find the remote control to watch the morning news.

Under normal circumstances, he can only understand what accidents happened in various places through the live news, and then go to implement justice and deal with evil forces.

"Ok?"

Saitama reached for the phone before grabbing the remote.With a casual glance, he notices that his phone shows he has an unread email.

[Fro: Gojo Satoru

To: Saitama

Sub: I leave the errands of recovering super-grade spell objects to you]

"Hey, how does this person know my email address..." Saitama picked up the phone and pressed a few times, "Oh, by the way, I seemed to have filled in the admission form when I went to the admission interview yesterday..."

"At 07:30, meet someone named Fuguro Megumi at Tokyo Station, take the Shinkansen to Sendai, and recover the special-grade cursed object 'Su Nuo Finger'..." Saitama read the content of the email slowly, and his voice gradually became softer.Looking back at the alarm clock that he had photographed aside, a few drops of sweat dripped from his bald head.

"Isn't this... less than half an hour left?"

……

After hastily washing up, Saitama changed into the yellow jumpsuit he usually wears when he goes out to enforce justice, put on a cape, and rushed all the way to the gate of the station.

At 07:30, the station is already busy.The snow-white bullet train rests quietly on the iron rails, and travelers come and go with their bags and bags. Small shops selling bento and various commodities near the platform have opened their doors, and all kinds of billboards are attracting customers.

Saitama confirmed the meeting place, and stood in front of the station staring at the content of the mobile phone email in a daze.

"The email said that I would gather with a first-year student named 'Fuguro Megumi'..." Saitama muttered to himself, "but it didn't say what Fukuro Megumi looked like..."

"Well, are you Saitama?"

A slightly cold and reserved voice sounded from behind.Saitama glanced back and found a boy with black hair and blue eyes in a black stand-up collar uniform standing behind him, checking the contents of the phone in his hand while asking.

The boy's hair was rather stiff, and it stood up uncontrollably, shaking in front of Saitama, and Saitama's eyes subconsciously rolled with the hair.

It feels so dense.

"Ah, I'm Saitama."

Saitama replied.The black-haired and blue-eyed boy let out a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Wujo asked you to come here, right? I am Fu Heihui, who went with you to get the special-grade spell this time. I am now in the first year of high school." He introduced himself, "Fortunately, I found you. Otherwise, things will be serious. It's over."

"Hey, why do you say that?" Saitama asked a little puzzled.

Fu Heihui didn't answer immediately, but turned his phone upside down and let Saitama read the content on it.

What was displayed on the screen of the mobile phone was the email sent by Gojo Satoru to Fu Heihui.In addition to the commission for him to go to Sendai to retrieve Su Nuo's finger, there is also a description of Saitama.

I saw Gojo Satoru inserted a close-up picture of an ordinary egg in the email, and then painted an arrow on it, marking it: Saitama-kun looks like this U

"..." Saitama's face sank.

"Anyway, I have the ticket to Sendai. I have to meet you first, and then we'll take the Shinkansen together." Fu Heihui scratched the back of his head in displeasure, and looked away, "Mr. Wutiao is really, obviously a An adult who is almost 30 years old, sometimes as childish as a primary school student, he likes to order people around."

Speaking of this, Megumi Fuguro glanced at Saitama's yellow one-piece suit, red rubber gloves, rubber boots, and white cape behind him like the cheap S suits sold in Akihabara, feeling dissatisfied with Gojo Satoru A little more.

What kind of partner did you find for him?

It is said that this person is a first-year trainee recruited suddenly, but it seems that he is already an adult, right?And why are you wearing such a ridiculous uniform?Do you think that the task of recovering special spells is the same as going to the park to perform for children?

But Fu Heihui is not the character who will ask the people who meet for the first time.Glancing at Saitama who was still standing there with an ignorant expression on his face, Megumi Fukuro nodded politely to him: "Let's get on the train first."

The train they were going to take departed at 45:15, [-] minutes before departure.Before getting on the train, Fu Heihui looked at the small shops near the platform, went straight to a shop, and picked out a box of railway bento.

"Don't you want to buy something?" Looking back at Saitama who was standing behind him stupidly, Fukurohui kindly reminded, "The drive will take several hours, and I'm afraid we have to settle for lunch on the way."

"Oh……"

Glancing at the railway bento, which generally cost four figures, Saitama touched his pocket, took out his small wallet, and opened it to look.

There are only 900 yen coins in it.

The cheapest bento costs more than 200 yen ([-] including tax).The bento that Megumi Fukuro just bought was about [-] yen.

Saitama hesitated for a moment, and then moved his eyes to the cheapest seaweed and dried plum rice ball at the end of the menu.

"Then... the cheapest." He handed out a five hundred yen coin.

Fukurohui watched Saitama buy the two cheapest rice balls, then stared at the rice balls and muttered "Why are they so small".He hesitated for a moment, but finally said nothing.

On the Shinkansen train, after finding a seat and taking a seat, Fukuihui took out her mobile phone and notebook, and began to do her homework for this errand work.

"Can I have a cup of tea, please?"

Saitama, who was sitting opposite, stopped the passing flight attendant and asked.Fukuroi maintained the posture of writing, but glanced at Saitama.

Obviously going to do the work of recovering special-grade spell objects, but he didn't feel nervous at all, and was still staring at the tea in his hand in a daze...

I always feel a little worried.This guy named Saitama seems to have no sense of crisis, he doesn't seem like a person who can do this job and deal with dangerous spell spirits.

"Have you ever done the work of recovering cursed objects?" Fu Heihui asked abruptly.

"Eh? Uh... no." Saitama replied holding a teacup.

"...Then do you know about the special cursed object that will be recycled this time?" Fu Heihui felt a little headache and couldn't help but continue to ask.

"Ah, it's that one, that one of all kinds... Ah no, Su... Su..." Saitama tried his best to recall, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said happily, "The fingers of the bookstall!"

"It's Su Nuo's finger!"

Fu Heihui silently raised his hand and pressed his forehead.

Who did Gojo Satoru find for him?And he didn't even know anything... Didn't Wujo Satoru explain it to him?

With a "snap", Fu Heihui closed the notebook and took a deep breath.

"There is really no other way. If you carry out the task of recovering super-grade spells without knowing anything, you may encounter life-threatening accidents." Fu Heihui said in a deep voice, "If that situation really comes, Even as a second-level magician, I may not be able to take care of your safety. So before arriving in Sendai, I must give you extra lessons."

"Let's start with the special-grade spell. The explanation of the special-grade spell is divided into two points—that is, the special-grade and the curse."

"Special grade is one of the grades in the conjuration world based on the strength of the spell. Whether it is a magician, a spell spirit, a spell object, or a magic tool, there are the same grades, and the special grade..."

"Cursed objects are items with curse power. In terms of how to use them..."

"And this time, the special curse object we have to recover is Su Nuo's finger. And Su Nuo was the king of curses in the Heian period, when spells flourished thousands of years ago. At that time, he..."

"Su Nuo has twenty fingers in total, each..."

"..."

With Fukurohui's explanation, Saitama's expression gradually became distorted from the bewildered one at the beginning.In the end, the corners of his eyes twitched, interrupting Fu Heihui's words.

"Can't you finish it within twenty words..."

"..."

Fu Heihui was silent for a long time, then opened his lips slightly, and spit out a few words.

"Superior Curse: Something that contains strong dark power."

"Su Nuo: An old monster with two heads and four arms thousands of years ago."

"Su Nuo's finger: the curse object, the finger part of Su Nuo's corpse wax."

"Oh!" Saitama's expression changed, and he clenched his fists energetically, "Isn't this all explained in twenty words?"

"..."

Fu Hei Huibie started to look at the scenery outside the window, thinking: This bald head is really hopeless...

"By the way, Fuhei, you are really a serious person. You must always get No.1 in the exam."

In the afternoon, the two arrived in Sendai.Saitama said as he walked towards Sugisawa No. [-] High School in Miyagi Prefecture, where Su Nuo's fingers were located.

Hearing this, Fu Heihui's eyes flickered for a moment, and after two seconds of silence, he still said: "It is true that I am the first every time. Because I am the only one who is studying in the first grade now."

"...Eh, it's true or not."

"But besides me, there is another official student, a girl. She hasn't entered school yet, and she will come later."

Going uphill, the school building in front of you gradually appears.It is afternoon, and it is time for students to carry out club activities.Across the fence of the school, boys and girls in sportswear can be seen sweating and laughing wantonly on the track and field.

"I really miss it." Saitama looked at the students in the school building and remembered his high school days. "I think back then, I joined the track and field club like everyone else."

"What's the result?" Fu Heihui asked.

"It's normal. In the last less than a month, I was expelled because I didn't participate in enough activities. But the habit of long-distance running that I didn't develop in the club at that time was developed after graduation."

Looking at the noisy high school campus, Saitama also rarely became interested.Seeing that the school gate was close in front of him, he pointed at the school gate and quickened his pace: "Fu Hei, let's go in quickly!"

"Oh." Fu Heihui was stunned for a while, and then trotted a few steps.

"Youth, it's really good..."

Saitama turned his head and sighed with Fukurohui, while raising his legs and walking into the school gate.But suddenly, a mountain-like shadow fell in front of him, covering Saitama's body.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

A rough voice came from the front.Saitama turned his head in a daze, and saw a tall physical education teacher staring at him suspiciously.

A few students not far from the school gate began to whisper when they saw this: "Wow, because of the loss to Knotweed just now, Takagi started to vent his anger casually..."

"Um!?"

The physical education teacher Takagi snorted with a beard and stared, and the students immediately turned and ran away.

Takagi turned around, shook the wooden knife in front of Saitama, and asked forcefully, "You haven't answered my question yet. What are you going to do in our school?"

"Ah." Saitama looked inside the campus, recalled Fukuroe's [-]-character explanation, then raised his hand confidently, and replied, "Find something that hides dark power in your school."

"..." Hearing this, Fu Heihui slapped himself on the forehead in frustration.

Why, why is he able to say such nonsensical words as if he had a second illness...

Sure enough, when Takagi heard this, the suspicious expression on his face suddenly turned into a confident expression.He yelled: "What are you talking about! Just now I saw you peeking at the cute students in our school, dressed like this, looking suspicious, and now talking nonsense... You must be trying to get in School, pervert who sneaks up on our students! You bald man!"

"Huh!? Baldy!?"

Saitama's expression was instantly ferocious.And at this moment, he suddenly noticed a "click" sound from his wrist.

"Oh?"

Saitama turned his head, and saw a pair of shiny handcuffs on his wrist, and the menacing face of the patrolman.

"In order to ensure the safety of the students, Mr. Patrol often patrols around our school. Just when you peeked into the campus just now, I have already called the police!" The physical education teacher Takagi said triumphantly, "You pervert Don't even think about stepping into our school! Go to the police station and explain it!"

Fu Heihui on the side showed a dumbfounded expression.

...What to do, Saitama who came together was taken to the police station as a suspicious person!

"Wait a minute, I can explain..."

Fu Heihui stepped forward quickly, trying to clear Saitama's grievances.However, at this time, the physical education teacher Takagi turned around abruptly, and immediately smiled kindly when he saw him.

"Are you a first-year student? Go in quickly." He said to Fu Heihui, a handsome male high school student who was obviously anxious, "It's really dangerous. You were so close to that bald pervert just now. Get away quickly." He stay away..."

While talking, Takagi pushed Fukuroe into the school forcibly, the expression on his face was completely different from the kindness he had when facing Saitama.Fu Heihui struggled for a while to no avail, and watched helplessly as the patrolman pulled away the bewildered Saitama.

"Oops, things are troublesome now..."

In desperation, Fu Heihui had to take out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the irresponsible people's teacher.

"Mr. Wujo, Saitama was taken away by the police."

"Eh, really?"