Bald cape conjurer

"Saitama also skipped class today."

In the first-grade classroom of the junior high school, Hiroto Hirohito was turning the pen in his hand, and looked at the seat where Saitama usually sat: "It's already the fourth day."

"Ganos, where did Saitama go?" Rose Nagasaki asked lazily, lying on the table.Playing too late the night before in Tuogen's sandy fields had left her a little out of sorts.

"The teacher went to enforce justice." Genos said calmly.

"...Ah, yes."

Nagasaki Wild Rose looked back listlessly.

Yoshino Junpei said: "But since just now, it seems that I have been hearing some voices..."

Just when the first-grade classroom was dead, there was a sudden sound of chaotic and fast footsteps outside the door, and then the classroom door was pulled open with a "snap".

"Salmon, tuna, mentaiko!" As soon as the dog's face appeared at the door, he immediately spit out a lot of rice ball fillings like a cannonball.

"what?"

When everyone was puzzled, the pandas that came one after another jumped on the door frame with a "boom", which shocked everyone.

"It seems that there are many conjurers protesting against the higher-ups at the entrance of the high school!" The panda roared loudly as soon as it met, its cute and fluffy face was wrinkled with emotion, and the unique fangs of bears were clearly visible, " This may be the second large-scale protest against high-level officials in the magic world after the Kyoto-Shinjuku Hyakki Night Walk last year!"

"You can see it on the top floor, do you want to come up and see it?" Panda asked.

The first graders looked at each other a few times.

"……Look!"

Following the panda and the dog Juanji all the way to the roof of the school building, the group saw a group of unknown magicians gathered at the entrance of the high school.Holding up the cards in their hands, they were yelling in the direction of Gaozhuan.

The wind sent the voices of the conjurers all the way.

"Against forced transfers! Local people also need protection!"

"Conjurers are human beings, and their demands must be taken seriously!"

"Prohibit power bullying! Low-level conjurers are not pawns for high-level conjurers!"

"Get off work on time, against overwork!"

"Obviously the curse of Tokyo has been brought under control, give us a reason to stay here!"

"If we are not allowed to go back to our hometown, we will not leave here!"

"The lives of local people are also their lives, and they will never be forgiven!"

"Demand to increase the wages of local conjurers! If I hadn't come to Tokyo this time, I wouldn't have known that the subsidy for conjurers in Tokyo is [-] yen higher than that in local governments, even though everyone is of the same level!"

"Why do you want to use robots to attack me because I'm bald! Do you think you're inferior if you don't have hair? Do you think people want to become bald? Give me an explanation, or I'll pull out your hair too! "

"..."

"The content of everyone's shouting seems to be very inconsistent..." Yoshino Junpei was a little sweaty.

"Wait a minute..." Fu Heihui sensed something was wrong, and pointed to a shiny head among the protesting crowd, "That head...isn't it Saitama?"

"Teacher Saitama?" Genos, who had no interest in this at first, couldn't help but stare at the protesting crowd at the entrance of the high school.

The picture of the high-tech entrance was quickly focused and enlarged in his eyes, and finally it was fixed on Saitama's foaming face in the crowd.

"The heart of a conjurer is also fleshy. You treat people differently because they don't have much hair. What if they are hurt in their hearts!" Saitama shouted with a distorted expression while holding the horn, "Apologize to them ! Apologize to his head, bastard!"

"...It turned out to be like this..." Genos muttered to himself, "So the teacher cares so much about hair..."

"But standing at the entrance of the high school and yelling, is it really useful?" Nagasaki Wild Rose was still a little tired lying on the railing, "And I always feel that this way of shouting is so clumsy, it makes people feel embarrassed ..."

At this moment, among the conjurers, the voice of a female conjurer came out.

"Female conjurers are required to have the same opportunities, treatment and rights as male conjurers! Female conjurers are no worse than male conjurers, but the number is only 30 times that of male conjurers, and the task subsidy is only for male conjurers of the same level Master's 80!"

"what?"

Nagasaki Wild Rose was taken aback, and immediately regained her spirits: "Is this so? I don't even know!"

Ten minutes later, a figure of an orange-haired girl in a high school uniform appeared among the conjurers at the entrance of the high school.After being greeted warmly by the other protesting conjurers, the orange-haired girl picked up a trumpet.

"Don't underestimate women, you bastards!" Nagasaki Wild Rose protested loudly, "Why do you look down on women in the magic world! We are not vases! I will beat you to death!"

"Don't discriminate against bald people! What's wrong with being bald! Have you eaten your rice!?"

"Equal pay for equal work!"

"I want to go back to my hometown—"

"Let's listen to the voice of our 'Alliance of Victim Conjurers'!"

Amid the repeated protests from Gao Zhuan's mouth, Hirohito Hirohito said in a daze, "'The Alliance of Victim Conjurers'? So that's how it is, a new force has appeared..."

"Hey, Fuhei," Hirohito Kojou turned around and asked with a solemn expression, "Could it be that this is what Teacher Wujo expected, the resistance of the non-hereditary new generation of conjurers to the old and corrupt system, the reform of the conjuration world So the prologue kicked off..."

Fu Heihui: "..."

However, when the conjurers protested loudly, behind them and in front of the gate of the college, a black aura was gradually gathering.

At that moment, the perception of the magic power made the conjurers stop protesting at the same time, and looked back.Only Saitama, who was standing in front of the crowd and had no magic power, was still holding a placard in one hand and a trumpet in the other, shouting vigorously: "Balds have human rights too!"

Amidst Saitama's shouts diffused by the horn, the black breath produced movement.

At that moment, as if the gate of hell opened again, seven or eight curse spirits with hideous faces squeezed out of the narrow black mist like a volcanic eruption—some with huge heads, some with faces like old women, and some with huge faces. Some have a human head and a snake body, and many more have no human form at all.

"The curse has appeared!" A conjurer exclaimed, "Where did it come from?"

"And they are all high-level curses! Almost all of them are first-level curses!"

"What's going on? Why are these high-level curses suddenly sent to the high-level specialization port?"

Someone suggested: "Anyway, let's hide for a while before Gao Zhuan, Gao Zhuan has Lord Tian Yuan's enchantment..."

"No..." Nagasaki Wild Rose shouted loudly, "The barrier of the high school was destroyed yesterday, and it hasn't been completely repaired yet..."

"Really?" The conjurers were taken aback, "Who on earth broke the enchantment!"

Saitama, who didn't react until then: "..."

"I have no choice but to fight? Gaozhuan must not be captured!" A conjurer clenched his fists.

"No, this might be a good opportunity. If we defeat these high-level curses, we will have more weight in speaking in front of high-level officials!" Someone shouted, "Isn't Gojo Satoru able to have willful capital because of his strength?"

"Say, what you said is true, you can't back down!"

Seeing this, the conjurers made up their minds to fight.Someone said to Jianren Qihai: "Mr. Qihai, you are the strongest, so let me command you! Let's work together to get rid of all these curses."

Jianren Qihai heard the words and saw that everyone was looking at him, so he couldn't refuse, so he grabbed the knife at his waist and nodded.

"I will use my spells to find the weaknesses of the curses. I hope everyone can cooperate with me and attract the attention of the curses." He said in a deep voice.

"No problem! Let us cooperate with Mr. Nanami to solve these curses and start the first victory of the 'League of Victim Cursemen'! As long as we win this time, the higher-ups will definitely not dare to ignore our request again!"

Everyone yelled: "The Alliance of Victims of Conjurers, go—"

Just when the conjurers were about to charge and lay siege to the curse, a shadow suddenly passed by them, so fast that they thought they were dazzled: "Huh?"

The afterimage flashed, and a figure with a fluttering cloak instantly appeared in front of the curses who were staring at them.Compared with the huge curse that was four or five meters high, that figure looked small and thin, and it seemed that as long as the curse slapped it, it could be crushed.

"Ah, it's the bald comrade who just joined us!" Someone yelled, "How did he get so close to the curse?"

"Dangerous, come back quickly, bald comrade!"

Behind them were the conjurers of the "Alliance of Victim Conjurers" shouting nervously, and in front of them was a terrifying curse ready to go.However, the bald man in the yellow jumpsuit and white cape turned a deaf ear to this.

I saw the curse at the front raised its mane-covered claws high, and was about to hit the egg-like smooth head.Saitama, on the other hand, opened his legs, bowed his waist slightly, and retracted his elbows——

Then, the fist wearing the red glove punched out!

boom!

As Saitama punched out, a terrible hole pierced through the body of the advanced curse in front of him.The two-story-high giant curses couldn't bear the impact of the fist wind, their bodies swelled up like balloons filled with air, and then burst with a bang.

The cursed fragments dragged their ashes tails and scattered in all directions, turning into dust in the air.And Saitama withdrew his fist, his face full of displeasure.

"Don't disturb my protest!"

Saitama turned around, his face against the light, covered with a shadow.And the snow-white cloak behind him drew a semicircular arc.

The conjurers were completely dumbfounded.Jianren Qihai lowered his hand from the handle of the knife at his waist.

"Almost forgot." He sighed, "There is still Saitama here."

Saitama was walking back while complaining in a low voice.Just when he came in front of the magicians, there was a burst of thunderous applause from the magicians.

"What was that just now! What's going on!"

"It's amazing! Just now you solved all the curses with one blow!"

"Really! I've never seen this kind of power!"

"This bald comrade, you are the hero of our 'League of Victim Conjurers'!"

"...Huh?" Surrounded by unexpected applause, Saitama couldn't help being taken aback.

At this moment, a male conjurer wearing a half-face mask grabbed Saitama's red-gloved hands and said enthusiastically, "This bald comrade, what is your name?"

"Ah...it's Saitama."

"Saitama!" The half-masked conjurer said solemnly, "You will be the cadre of our 'Victim Conjurer Alliance'! Let us seek justice for ourselves together!"

Saitama was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression turned cold.

"I will handle it!"

Seeing Saitama, who suddenly became a cadre and picked up the trumpet again, shouting "Apologize to the bald people all over the world", Knotaba Yuhito and others who witnessed the whole process from above the school building fell silent: "..."

clack clack...

Only to hear strange voices sounding one after another.The panda scratched Fluffy's face with the tip of its claws: "Where is the sound coming from?"

Following the sound, everyone finally focused their attention on Genos - the sound of "clicking" came from him.

"Janos, what are you doing?" Knotabagi Yuhito asked curiously.

"Use the long-focus ability of my eye parts and the camera function of the system to take pictures of Saitama's heroic posture." Genos replied.

In the speechless eyes of everyone, Genos focused his eyes and continued to shoot at Saitama who was screaming.

click, click, click...

……

Tokyo, the high-level meeting place for spells.

In the darkness, five doors stood quietly, and a voice sounded.

"Today, a group of conjurers gathered from the local area gathered at the entrance of Tokyo High School to stage a collective protest and made a series of demands on us. So far, they have been protesting at the entrance of High School for four hours .”

The central projection plays the real-time video of the Tokyo High School of Magic and Magic.I saw a group of conjurers gathered at the entrance of the high school holding placards to protest loudly.

"It's just a small number of people making trouble, don't worry about it." A voice came from behind a door.

"But according to the claims of these conjurers, they just defeated seven or eight first- and second-level curses, asking us to face up to their strength and requirements."

"Seven or eight first- and second-level? Just relying on these people present? There should be a limit to joking. Most of these guys are only third- and fourth-level conjurers, and second-level curses are rare. How can they defeat seven or eight first- and second-level curses?" ?”

"It should be that they deliberately faked and bluffed, thinking that they can achieve their goals."

"There's no need to look any further. After leaving it for a while, they will naturally die down."

The projection in the center of the darkness went out with a snap.

at dusk.

In order to eat and rest, the Union of Victim Conjurers disbanded at dinner time.

After returning to the dormitory with the wooden plank picked up from the ghost town, Saitama opened the door of the dormitory room, and saw the figure of Genos sitting in front of the small table.

Genos came in by himself again...

Saitama suddenly remembered the wooden boards he had brought back, so he said to Genos: "Genos, I brought back the materials for making a dog house this trip, you know how to make a dog house?"

"Of course, sir."

Genos nodded, stood up, and took the board from Saitama.

After gesturing with the wooden board, Genos asked again: "Teacher, I saw from a distance just now that you joined the group protesting at the entrance of the High School."

"Oh, it's the 'League of Victims of Conjurers'," Saitama nodded, "I was invited by them to be a cadre! I plan to march with them in protest in the last few days."

"At first, it seemed that the conjurers who were transferred to Tokyo wanted to go back to their hometown, so they gathered together. But gradually, other conjurers who were dissatisfied with the conjuration world joined in one by one."

Saitama said happily, "Everyone has something to say, and the situation is very lively. After that, we plan to use some methods other than collective protests, such as collecting signatures and sending petitions to high-level officials. At that time, Genos will also come Sign it."

Hearing this, Genos nodded: "Okay, teacher."

But after he finished speaking, he was silent for a moment.

Indeed, Genos also heard the shouts of the "League of Affected Conjurers" from the roof of the school building.The appeals of the conjurers who joined the protest were indeed different, but because of this, their claims seemed rather messy.

If this state continues, it may be very troublesome for those propositions to be recognized by the high-level.

Thinking of this, Genos opened his mouth to say something, but finally closed his mouth, picked up the wooden board and came to the balcony.

——Although this is common sense, there is Saitama-sensei in the "League of Victim Sorcerers" today.

Genos glanced back into the room.

I saw Saitama dig out the leftover eggs, radishes and green onions from the kitchen, standing in front of the counter and muttering to himself: "Just eat fried rice with eggs tonight..."

Saitama-sensei is a person who can make the impossible possible.If even Saitama-sensei can't do it, no one on this earth can.

What we have to do now is to trust Saitama-sensei.

Genos withdrew his gaze, the blade popped out of his arm, and began to cut the wooden board that Saitama brought back.

……

At the same moment, in front of the apartment that was the secret base of the magic spirits.

The road is golden in the evening sun.And there is a figure walking on both ends of the road.One is a one-eyed volcanic head in a speckled haori, and the other is a monk in five cassocks with long black hair tied into a ball head.

The two sides gradually approached, and then stopped facing each other.

"I didn't find any trace of Tuo Gen here, what about your side, Xia You?" Leo Hu asked.

"I found the filthy mantra left by Tuo Gen when he attacked someone in the ghost town. But there is no clue at all after that." Xia Youjie replied, "Anyway, let's go back first. There are still some things that need to be discussed seriously."

"..."

Xia Youjie and Leu Hu went up the stairs one by one, opened the door and entered the room.

"So?" After entering the room, Leu Hu stared back at Xia Youjie, "What needs to be discussed?"

"Just this morning, I received information from insiders that the barrier of the high school was broken last night, and it will not be completely repaired until tonight."

As soon as Xia Youjie said this, the real person who was sitting slumped in the room without saying a word suddenly raised his head.

And Leuhu's one-eyed widened, and his volcano-like head spurted out a burst of hot magma, causing the temperature in the room to rise sharply.

"So, isn't today the best time to capture Tokyo High School?" Louhu said loudly, and the magma gushed out like a fountain, "Then why are we still here?"

"Ideally, of course. I also had this idea at the first time. Therefore, I managed to send eight curse spirits to find out. Four of them are first-level curse spirits, and three are second-level curse spirits." There is another spirit, and there is another one, which is a super-level magic spirit disguised as a second-level magic spirit."

Xia Youjie said slowly: "But within ten seconds after the spell spirits were sent to the mouth of the high-level specialist, I could sense that they were all wiped out. ——And almost at the same time."

"What?" Leu Hu was taken aback, "So, could it be that the opponent only used one attack to...?"

"I'm afraid that's the case." Xia Youjie nodded, "My magic spell can't communicate visually like some magicians, but that kind of terrible attack power should be Gojo Satoru. If he's around , even if the barrier of the high school is broken, we will not be able to capture the high school."

Hearing this, the real person who lifted up half of his body lay down again with a "gudong".

"But it's not right."

Suddenly, Leuhu opened his mouth suspiciously: "Today when I was looking for Tuogen in various waters, I found Gojo Satoru and a high-tech glasses girl on a mission. He is not in the high school."

"If it wasn't Gojo Satoru, who would solve those curses?"

Masato sat up again.

"It should be Wujo Wu," Xia Youjie said firmly, "Wujo Wu has established a 'spell channel' that allows him to come and go instantly in the high school and some other places. , he once used this method to directly transfer the descendant of the magic speller and the mutated curse skeleton, who was still a first-year student, directly from Shinjuku to the high school."

Hearing that it was indeed Gojo Satoru, the real person lay back again: "..."

"Is that so...is that so?"

Leu Hu said in a low voice: "If Gojo Satoru has noticed this, then the missing 'Tuo Gen' is probably more ominous than good."

"Tuogen has never taken the initiative to attack anyone. Since you said that you found the filth left by its attack in the ghost town, then Tuogen may be in danger there." Leo Hu said, "Maybe it is Wutiaowu .”

"We can't delay any longer. If we continue like this, our influence will be gradually wiped out before the plan is implemented. We must seal Wujo Wu as soon as possible!"

Leuhu suddenly turned her head and said loudly to Zhenren lying on the tatami mat, "Shenzhen, October 10st... is the last day of this month, the Halloween of human beings, let's launch our plan in Shibuya, where there are so many people! "

The real person lay on his back on the tatami.After a moment of silence, a ferocious smile appeared on that suture-covered face.

"……OK."

"It's done, teacher."

"Oh--"

On the balcony, the dog house made of wooden boards that Saitama picked up from the ghost town is clean and beautiful, and it looks no worse than the one sold in the building materials store.And Saitama looked at the dog house with a bright face.

"This dog house is so beautifully made, Janos, you are really versatile!"

Saitama patted the dog house happily, and said to Tuogen in the cardboard box, "Come on, this is your future home! Cherish it."

There is no other way but to accept such an arrangement now.

Tuogen moved out of the cardboard box and got into the dog house.

— A small wooden house is better than a thin cardboard box.If you ignore the nature of the "dog house", this small house is not bad.

Thinking of this, Tuo Gen's eyes ignited raging flames, and the little hands hidden under his stomach were clenched tightly.

--good!From now on, let's use this hut as a base to start its intelligence gathering activities in the Conjuration High School!

"Teacher, it seems to like this puppy house very much, even its eyes are shining." Genos said.

"that would be great."

Saying that, Saitama poured another bowl of dog food and put it next to the dog house: "This is your dinner, eat it."

Togen: "..."