The brave Simmel wants to resign

An unusual silence.

Gojo Satoru's eyes were obscured by his small sunglasses, making them difficult to see clearly, but his gaze was definitely directed at Simmel.

Simmel also paid close attention to this witty younger generation.

(It's a bit like my younger self.)

Old man Simmel felt a pang of nostalgia.

Back then, I was just as spirited and confident.

(However, unlike Gojo Satoru, I was probably more mature back then, yeah, I guess so.)

The two stared at each other, and the others, caught up in the atmosphere, fell silent.

Until Gojo Satoru broke the silence.

"Ouch, for a moment I thought I was looking in a mirror, it scared me."

"Haha, after all, you're very handsome."

"Hahahaha, you think so too? It's like the sun seeing the moon?"

"Hahaha, yes, that's exactly it."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Both of them burst into laughter; Gojo Satoru laughed wildly, while Simmel laughed heartily.

But those who were watching from the sidelines, such as Xia Youjie, had some understanding of Gojo Satoru's narcissism and had also gained a vague understanding of Simmel in the past few days.

—These two probably both thought they were the 'sun' in their conversation.

Oh no, I kind of regret introducing them.

Xia Youjie tried to change the subject.

"Wu, are you back so early this time?"

"Hmm? Ah... Actually, it should have been earlier, but I bought some strawberry daifuku to eat during my mission, so it was delayed until the evening." Gojo Satoru revealed his long working hours to his friend without hesitation.

"Bad student," Shoko remarked.

“What you’re doing is morally problematic,” Xia Youjie also said.

“Isn’t it great?” Simmel naturally interjected. “A mission is like a journey. The scenery along the way is more important than the result. In fact, since it’s a demanding mission, it’s better to at least leave behind some happy memories.”

Gojo Satoru pointed to the side and immediately said, "What's wrong with this guy! He's totally my type!"

He even took a rather flamboyant step forward and stretched out his hand, his forearm and upper arm forming a 90-degree angle.

Most people probably wouldn't understand why.

But Simmel, who was clearly from ancient times, seemed to understand the thought process in an instant. She also got up and stepped forward, bent down and assumed the same posture. The two hooked their elbows together and shouted "Yay!" in unison.

"Are you half-brothers?" Shoko retorted again.

I really shouldn't have let them meet," Xia Youjie confirmed once again.

Gojo Satoru and Simmel started chatting enthusiastically, to the point that their two friends couldn't get a word in edgewise.

Just as Xia Youjie was struggling with how to stop them—

"Hmph..."

Gojo Satoru let out a soft hum.

"Speaking of which, Xia You, you said that these were shikigami summoned by the spells of these two little girls?"

"what."

Xia You nodded.

"Ha, that's strange, because—"

With a grin, Wutiao attained enlightenment.

“I don’t believe that sacrificing two brats in a spell can summon a being like Simmel.”

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Gojo Satoru.

His strongest foundation lies in the Gojo family's inherited trait—[Six Eyes]

360-degree long-distance vision, ultra-long-distance vision, visual perception is not hindered even when the line of sight is blocked.

It can see through the opponent's techniques.

It can directly track and predict the trajectory of curse power.

It allows the holder to perform precise, atomic-level manipulation of magical power.

The ability to see through spells is precisely why Moth places its hopes on Gojo.

But Gojo Satoru did not betray this expectation.

Although the ability itself is 'cursed power observation', this is most likely because 'only cursed power can be used as mystical energy' in this world.

Satoru Gojo could also observe the magic power in Simmel's body, and even judged that it was a different kind of energy than cursed power.

Therefore, he did believe the claim that Simmel was a 'heroic spirit'.

but--

“Spellcasting is based on equivalent exchange. Just like my appearance will disrupt the balance between humans and spellcasters, gaining always means losing.” Without subtly elevating himself, Gojo Satoru continued, “However, based on my observations, there are ‘extra spells’ on Simmel, perhaps more than one. The spells themselves are not complicated, but their effects remain to be verified.”

Snapped.

Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers, tilted his head back to look at Natsume Yuuki, "And you said it yourself, right? His physical skills alone are comparable to a level one sorcerer."

"To be precise, he surpasses even a first-level mage. In terms of mere physical combat, even you, Wu, would be no match for him."

"Haha, I don't believe it!" Gojo Satoru waved his hand dismissively. "But if that's the case, it would be too strange. Trading [two girls' spells] for [a shikigami comparable to a tertiary sorcerer] is not a worthwhile deal at all."

“Born with the magic imprinted on their bodies, I’ve seen the magic techniques of these two children. They’re not the particularly powerful type; they can’t do that.”

"So? The conclusion?" Shoko, already impatient, picked up her lollipop.

How would I know?

Wutiao Wuxiao Bear shrugs.

"I'm not omniscient or omnipotent. Anyway, I seem to be a good person and very capable. Let's just clap our hands and shout that everything is fine."

"Then why are you saying so much?"

"No, if I hadn't said all that, how would you have thought I was super amazing?" Gojo Satoru said, dissatisfied.

The others ignored him, brought out the finished dishes, and ate together.

After it's over—

"Then let's all go back to sleep."

"I'll leave the two children with you for now, Xia You. Have you heard anything from you?"

“I’m asking my parents.”

"Thank you all for your help."

Gojo Satoru became annoyed again as he watched the others ignore him and chat amongst themselves.

"Pshaw, no party? No party, no party! I'll throw a super awesome one tomorrow morning, and guess who won't get invited!"

No one paid any attention.

Given Gojo Satoru's personality, he would definitely throw a tantrum if he finally got back to school and was met with such a cold reception.

Surprisingly, he didn't say anything that night.

only....

"Let's go, there's glass here. Simmel, you can stay at my place."

"It's troublesome."

"Wu, you should go back to your room too."

"Yes~"

As Xia Youjie left last, he seemed to see Wutiao Wu leaning against the railing, leaning towards Simmel, and whispering something in his ear.

What are you talking about?

Gojo Satoru: "Nothing at all~"

Simmel: "It's nothing."

Xia Youjie gave the two of them a strange look, but didn't say anything more.

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.........

The next day.

Six o'clock in the morning.

Sorcerers aren't basketball players; they don't get up at 4:30 in the morning to train.

Furthermore, since most sorcerers need to stay up all night, their sleep schedules are reversed, and their routines are closer to those of e-sports players, sleeping at 2 a.m. and waking up at 10 a.m.

Six points is beyond their comprehension level.

After getting up, Simmel first stretched her body as usual.

Touch the backs of your hands together, press your arms and twist them to one side of your body to relax your deltoid muscles.

Twist your waist, tilt your head back, lower your head, and stretch your spine.

Bring your knees in and jump twice.

"All right!"

Early in the morning, the High School of Spellcasting was still shrouded in a thin mist. Simmel stood on the track with her hands on her hips, taking a deep breath.

Then lower your body slightly.