The brave Simmel wants to resign

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That is the power of Xia You's magic.

The original plan was that if anyone dared to lay a hand on Yi Gu, the miniature curse spirit he placed on Yi Gu would appear and help Yi Gu buy time.

"But in the end, it wasn't used."

Because of Yi Gu's individual activity, this arrangement ultimately became a useless act of concern.

Even so, I am very grateful....

"I am truly grateful... that everyone is willing to accept me."

Yi Gu lowered his head and rubbed his hands. "Before I met everyone, I was all alone."

“…Yigu, you and I, and five others are completely different types.”

Xia You smiled bitterly.

He recalled that at his age, he and Gojo Satoru were known as the two strongest people in the world, unparalleled in their own right.

But think about it carefully.

In their first year of high school, he and Gojo were both first-level sorcerers, while Eto was a special-level sorcerer and had participated in many major battles, with verifiable records.

Even so, Yi Gu still lacked confidence.

This only further highlights Xia You's 'arrogance'.

It really is... kind of embarrassing.

(However... nine years have passed, and I should understand that by now.)

Hey.

He patted Yi Gu on the shoulder, and when the latter turned his head, he saw Xia You looking relieved, without the polite social smile he had just worn.

"Your spell is very special. The future of sorcerers depends on you." Xia Youjie said like a kind elder.

"Yes!" Yi Gu nodded like a good student.

Mr. Natsume... seems more reliable than Mr. Gojo.

Perhaps, like Professor Simmel, he is a mature adult male...

"Anyway, starting tomorrow, let's practice eating dirty rags."

"Why?!"

"Please help the teacher share some of the pressure first."

It doesn't seem very mature yet!

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

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On the other side...

Inside the carriage, Gojo Satoru leaned his knees against the seat, his butt sticking out high, marveling at the scenery outside.

That posture was so unrefined, it was like that of a primary school student.

He and Nanako, who was making the exact same move opposite him, formed a symmetry.

"Gojo-kun! Nanako! You guys are so rude!"

Mimiko tried to dissuade them, but Gojo Satoru and Nanako responded with exaggeratedly wiggling buttocks.

"Forget it! I'm not going to bother with you guys anymore!" Mimi crossed her arms, and at the same time, she noticed the hero who was even quieter beside her. "Simmel, what's wrong?"

"Um...."

Unlike Gojo Satoru, who was rather uncouth, Simmel sat in his seat, rubbing his chin, seemingly lost in thought, his posture reminiscent of a human suddenly beginning to doubt the validity of the geocentric model.

"No... I feel like I've forgotten something..."

What is it...?

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At this time.

Tokyo, Japan.

[A mid-range apartment]

Splash—

Pull back the curtains.

With his neat hairstyle, Nanami Kento, dressed in tidy pajamas, pushed open the balcony door and sat down on the wooden rocking chair he had assembled himself on the small balcony.

From his vantage point, he could see through the railing the people below who were returning from their pilgrimage.

Nanami Kento's lips curled into a cold smile.

—What's the point of going to New Year's temples or team building activities? What's the point of going to crowded places?

"Team building is garbage."

Hey.

He uttered his catchphrase quickly, then sprawled out his newspaper, placed the ham chapata from the bakery downstairs aside, and let wisps of steam rise from his coffee cup.

"what.........."

The man let out a long, tired yet relieved sigh.

"Holiday...highest..."

【Didi Didi】

But suddenly.

The phone rang.

"........."

Nanami remained still, flipping through the newspaper and elegantly sipping her coffee.

【Didi Didi】

"........."

But the phone kept ringing, assaulting his mind.

Veins bulged on his forehead.

In the end, Nanami still grabbed the phone with one hand.

"....Hello."

"Ah, Mr. Nanami, thank goodness, the call has finally connected."

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Ah, it's like this, there's a job here—

"Wait."

Nanami quickly interrupted.

He sat up straight in the rocking chair, pinched his brow with one hand, and his voice became hoarse and deep.

"Although I know that working overtime in the world of sorcery is as natural as eating and drinking, but—why me?"

【Why?】

"...Ah, it seems Mr. Simmel and the others took the day off to go to the New Year's shrine, but Mr. Gojou Satoru said that Mr. Nanami refused, so he kept everything..."

"Shit!!!! (Roar)"

【!?!】

Chapter 131 Hisahito Itadori Wants to Have a New Year

In anime, there is always a protagonist.

They are charismatic, they have big-name voice actors, and they always manage to escape various disasters and turn danger into safety. This ability is also known as the 'protagonist halo'.

However, from another perspective, perhaps it's not because becoming the protagonist gives one a halo, but rather that only those who appear to have a halo have the opportunity to exist as the protagonist.

Speaking of existences full of dramatic tension...

Polygonum cuspidatum Hisuhito.

Perhaps it is someone who meets this criterion.

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After the Shibuya Incident, everyone happily went home to their own families, except for Hisahito Itadori—

His mother was the culprit who dragged him into this mess of sorcery.

The debts of the mother are repaid by the son.

Yuji Itadori himself is currently enjoying the same treatment as Yuta Otokoku.

A small room filled with talismans.

wooden chair.

The spellware was locked.

【death penalty!】