The brave Simmel wants to resign

"That's all for now, time to speed things up! ————"

"Wait! Where's Hanamichi?!"

boom!

The dough was torn and twisted, and the water clock only heard the real person shout something behind him.

"Goodbye, big brother in blue! Let's play together again next time!"

boom! boom! boom!

Then, the real person's body began to swell and twist, with several vortex-like structures growing from the wings. Layers of arc-shaped air waves bloomed in the air, propelling the cursed spirit to escape.

On the ground, Simmel held Hua Yu's head and watched the two disappear into the distance, making no attempt to give chase.

at the same time----

Two figures emerged from inside the tent, their arms linked.

"Hey! Yi Gu! You still like pachinko, don't you?!"

"No... I didn't..."

"Haha! So you actually have a girlfriend! And you two are getting so close! I underestimated you!"

"Ha ha..."

The scales roared with laughter, and the bones responded with a hint of weariness after the battle.

The two emerged from the shattered tent, their conversation abruptly ending as they both saw Simmel standing outside.

"Teacher Simmel!"

The cynical Libra's expression changed drastically. He immediately let go of Yi Gu, rubbed the edge of his pocket, and stood obediently like a pine tree.

Yi Gu almost fell due to loss of support, but immediately stood up straight.

"ah."

Simmel raised her hand and greeted the two with a smile.

"Teacher, why are you holding a head in your hand? That's terrifying!"

"Haha, sorry, sorry."

Neither Scales nor Bone were surprised that 'Simmel secretly killed a top-tier cursed spirit outside all by herself'.

Rather, they had roughly anticipated this situation when they realized that 'someone outside was delaying Simmel'.

Even Yigu looked at Simmel with a relaxed and dependent gaze.

After all, in their minds, Simmel was someone who was '100% trustworthy'.

There won't be any problems as long as the teacher comes.

but--

Is it just my imagination?

The observant Yi Gu noticed... the teacher wasn't in a good mood.

hiss...

At this moment, perhaps due to the aftermath of the battle, Szymbors were surrounded by a thick, steamy mist, and several huddled, dark figures could be vaguely seen 'lying on the ground' at her feet.

Before Yigu could even make out the dark figures—

"You guys go back first."

Simmel drew his attention back and said gently.

"I will take responsibility for cleaning up the mess."

"You did a great job."

Without asking any further questions, to be honest, the battle had also exhausted them a lot. Leaving aside the scales, Yi Gu just wanted to lie down and sleep right now.

After watching the two leave, Simmel looked around at herself.

The gentleness on his face gradually faded, replaced by a rare coldness.

Just now, he dealt with the top-tier cursed spirit Hua Yu, but he let Louhu and that guy called Zhenren escape.

Based on Simmel's combat experience, this was absolutely impossible.

At this moment, the smoke dissipated.

At Simmel's feet...

They were a group of ordinary citizens who had already fallen into a coma and had no trace of magical power.

...................

......

"What exactly happened?"

Inside the college, almost all the teachers were temporarily summoned to a meeting.

This is a rare occurrence for busy sorcerers; asking them to give up their ongoing work is almost equivalent to telling them, "Save fewer people today."

Because a bigger job has come up.

The round table conference room was lit only by a few cold white ceiling lights. Around the oval solid wood table sat all the important sorcerers that could be gathered from the Tokyo and Kyoto areas.

The man with the crew cut sat upright in the main seat, his back straight.

Principal of a university in Tokyo.

[Level One Sorcerer: Night Moth's Righteous Path]

On his left and right are two modern-day top-level sorcerers.

Gojo Satoru and Simmel.

Gojo Satoru disregarded all rules, casually leaning back in his chair with his long legs propped up on the table, humming a tune in a relaxed and lazy manner.

Simmel, who usually takes the lead in easing tensions, is unusually silent at this moment.

Let's look further down...

"Hehe, looks like we'll make money this time~"

A mature woman with a beautiful figure, whose face is mostly covered by long white hair.

[Level One Sorcerer - Mingming]

He was wearing a blue shirt and holding his goggles with his left hand.

"Another overtime shift...?"

[Level One Spellcaster. Nanami Kento]

"Haha, it's not so bad, in fact, I'm used to it already~"

A striking woman with long brown hair tilted her head and raised her hand.

"There are five more. Let's slightly dispel the spell."

"Huh? Why?"

Snapped!

"Put your feet down."

The white-coated beauty slapped Gojo Satoru's calf with her right hand without mercy, making a crisp cracking sound and causing Gojo Satoru to cry out in pain.

School Doctor

[Home-made glass]

"Just leave the work to Simmel and Gojo Satoru, and we can all go home together."

The man, who looked rather spineless, was wrapped up tightly in a brown trench coat, a toothpick dangling from the corner of his mouth, and said with a bitter face.

[Level One Spellcaster, Atsuya Kusakabe]

“Mr. Kusakabe, don’t always try to avoid the problem… This is a crucial time for the students.” The woman in the shrine maiden’s robes with a scar on her face sighed helplessly. “But… these are truly turbulent times.”

[Level One Spellcaster, Angege]

Let's leave it at that.

thump.

The end of his cane struck the ground, and the trembling, white-haired old man looked up and met the gaze of Principal Moth.

[Kyoto High School Principal, First-Class Spellcaster, Rakuganji Yoshinobu]

"What could possibly require so many people to gather?"

"...Let Simmel answer this question." Moth rubbed his bald head and gestured for Simmel beside him to stand up.

The latter, however, was not intimidated.

When Simmel stood up expressionlessly, she was bathed in everyone's gaze.

Almost simultaneously—regardless of whether they were calm or unconventional, everyone present showed a solemn expression.

because...

(Under normal circumstances, Simmel would never be so obedient.)

(Those students aside, how could we not know the intricacies of Simmel's mind?)

(The big one is coming.)

Everyone had a dark expression, even Mingming, who always valued money over life, suppressed her excitement.

"Here's what happened..."

Simmel officially recounted the mission carried out by Etotsu and Kenji, including what happened to Etotsu and Kenji within the barrier.

After hearing the gist of the story, everyone had their own thoughts.

The teachers at the Kyoto school secretly gasped, wondering why the Tokyo school always produced such talented individuals.

Naturally, the principal of Kyoto Academy, Rakuganji, had a dark look on his face.