Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 37: There was no moment of mourning for Kusakabe. The next person to arrive on the battlefield was

"The barrier technique itself is a very large system. If we want to set up layers, it would probably be three levels: [Tension] - [Simplified Field] - [Field Expansion]."

The simplest [Tent] is just a simple application of a barrier technique that blocks the outside world from seeing. Any assistant or supervisor can learn it.

However, as a mid-level barrier technique, [Simple Field] is almost not learned by anyone except the three great families.

In addition to the certain difficulty, the biggest reason is that this technology itself will not be passed on to others.

It is natural for the three major families to monopolize knowledge and skills to ensure their own status.

"For a sorcerer, there are three directions of development, including [Boundary Technique]."

Moving to the center of the playground, Kusakabe raised three fingers and talked about the basics of a sorcerer, which was also summarized by Kusakabe himself and was the "common sense" that no one had told Gojo Satoru and the others until now.

"The pinnacle of the [Life Technique] is the [Extreme], which literally means 'the technique that reaches the limit'. It is the limit of the Life Technique that the magician possesses. It is often a representative of high power and high output. There are no more than three people in the current world of magic who can master this technique, conservatively speaking."

"[Boundary Technique], the pinnacle of barrier technique requires the mastery of the technique, which is the [Field Expansion] mentioned earlier. There are probably no more than three people in the entire world of spells who can use it."

"【Reversal Technique】, unlike forward rotation, seeks to develop to the extreme in another direction. It is a technique that requires spirituality and luck to master. It is the stepping stone to becoming a top sorcerer. Similarly, no more than three people in the entire sorcery world can use it."

Isn't the entire world of sorcery so lacking in talent?
I was even being conservative. In fact, I didn’t know any of them!

Kusakabe didn't show it on his face, but he was embarrassed inside.

"And I am not among those so-called 'three persons', haha."

He laughed at himself and thought he had told a good joke to lighten the atmosphere in the class.

Fortunately, Gojo Satoru and Geto Xiayou immediately laughed in unison. They pointed at Kusakabe as they laughed, and after looking at each other, they laughed even more wildly.

“Hahahahahahaha!—”

"Hahahaha-"

Unfortunately they seemed to be laughing seriously.

No, why are you laughing so loudly? You don't really think it's funny, do you?

Kusakabe frowned.

"In short, all I can teach you is the fighting method of attaching cursed energy to weapons, and the most basic common sense of barrier techniques." Kusakabe no longer looked at Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru, but turned to stare at Fujimaru, who made him feel at ease, and said word by word.

"Of course, although the [Simplified Domain] cannot be passed on to outsiders due to the [Restriction of Not Being Taught to Outsiders], in fact, because this [Restriction] has existed for too long, both the definition of 'outsider' and the concept of 'teaching' have already had loopholes. As long as I think of a way, I can still squeeze out some knowledge for you."

"How much you learn in the end is up to you. I won't--"

"Yoshi! Let's start! Whoever learns it last will get to treat us next time!"

Gojo Satoru interrupted Kusakabe and turned to talk to Fujimaru impatiently.

"Sure." Geto Suguru was eager to try and glanced at Fujimaru covertly.

“You must have learned it a long time ago.” However, Glass saw through Gojo Satoru’s thoughts at a glance, and after complaining about it, she glanced at Fujimaru and said leisurely, “If Fujimaru plays, I will play~”

"Okay."

Fujimaru doesn't care, he knows his own worth.

Will lose.

[Little ghost, it’s not so easy to learn the simple field~]

At the same time, inside Fujimaru Ritsuka's body.

Ryomen Sukuna crossed his legs, tilted his head, supported his face, and was ready to watch the joke.

【Want to learn? I’ll teach you. 】

【Hey, answer the call. 】

【Hello! 】

Fujimaru remained silent about the broadcast in his head, while Kusakabe was furious when he saw the unreasonable and arrogant appearance of the four people. Damn it, they should listen to what others say!

Didn’t you hear me say that you can only learn the basics? Do you think anyone can learn simple areas?!

Who is the teacher!

Make no mistake!
You are the challengers! (half annoyed)
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Night in Tokyo.

The rain in Tokyo is always changeable, coming and going. The cheap material of the transparent umbrellas glows under the inorganic light tubes. Puddles of water form because of the uneven concrete road surface. Occasionally, round-toed leather shoes step by, splashing a cloud of shadows.

Passing through reinforced concrete, through the ripples of water, and lifting up the yellowed silk sign, the moth walked into the ramen restaurant and found Kusakabe who was taking an order in front of the board.

The experienced sorcerer had a gloomy expression on his face at this time, and he kept smacking his lips and making sounds, looking a little gloomy.

Ye Moth smiled, walked forward and patted the other person's shoulder as a greeting.

"Wow!" Kusakabe, who was originally in deep thought, was startled. He stretched out his hand, as embarrassed as a drowning patient grabbing a life-saving straw, and looked blankly ahead.

But he was stunned for a moment, and soon noticed the moth next to him, and the moth took the opportunity to greet him.

"Yo."

"This is terrible." Kusakabe said subconsciously.

"How rude." Ye Moth laughed dryly, "Although I dragged you here by force, I didn't expect you to be so resentful."

"No, no, no, I'm not talking about you, Mr. Yemo," Kusakabe explained hastily, then turned his head and continued to stare blankly ahead, his tone dry, "I'm just recalling my teaching experience this week."

Ye Moth understood, and sat down and asked.

"How are the students in my class?"

"Super~strong!" Kusakabe raised his head and waved his hands, casually resting his arms on the back of the seat. He collapsed with exhaustion and complained as if he had realized the reality. "It's useless even if I deliberately made the simple field sound obscure. It's a technique that originally takes years to learn, but it only took Naoko one day, Gojo Satoru already knew it, and Geto Suguru and Fujimaru took a little longer, but they still learned it within a week, and Fujimaru even asked to learn my automatic counterattack mechanism in the simple field—"

"I even doubt they have used their full strength yet!"

"If you can say that, then it must be so."

The moth wiped his nose, and for some reason there was a hint of pride on his face.

Kusakabe sighed.

As a sorcerer who crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, he never felt that being a teacher was a happy thing.

He himself is not strong enough, he may die at any time, and he cannot fall in love with the profession of sorcerer. Why should he train a group of little ghosts as a teacher to serve as food for the cursed spirits?
What he did was just like cutting flowers and plants.

If there are too many, cut them off; if there are too few, water them. Cultivate some that are barely usable, then secretly make the sign of the cross on your chest, wishing them to live two more years.

He never expected anything like a so-called student.

But
"Simplified field, swordsmanship, use of cursed power, I used everything I had." Kusakabe smiled bitterly, the arc of that smile gradually sank, but it was also gradually coated with a layer of sincerity, turning into a look of relief and relief.

"It's fun to teach." He clenched his fist, staring at it with dazed eyes, and then relaxed at a certain moment.

"But, I still couldn't get them to use their full strength. For that, I'm sorry."

"Really?" Ye Moth couldn't comment, but just watched quietly until Kusakabe completely relaxed and looked at Ye Moth with tired eyes and asked.

"who is the next."

"Mingming."

"The strongest first-level warlock of the new generation?"

Without even a moment of sadness for the death of the veteran and strongest first-class magician, Kusakabe Atsuya, the next person to arrive on the battlefield was—

The strongest first-class magician of the new generation. Mingming!

(End of this chapter)