The brave Simmel wants to resign

Continuing to talk about this would make it sound too anime-like, so I'll stop here.

In conclusion, contrast is the best way to showcase a character's charm.

Normally a boisterous, rebellious girl, she only showed a restrained demeanor in front of that one person.

"This kind of plot should definitely have been my turn!"

The strongest modern sorcerer with a badminton-style hairstyle, Gojo Satoru, with his arms hunched over and fingertips pressed against his chest, cried out in a voice as mournful as if chanting a Shakespearean drama.

"It should be the plot of 'Flying Colors' no matter how you look at it! It should be about Maki-chan, who is being suppressed by her family, going out and meeting the handsome and kind-hearted Gojo-sensei (emphasis on playful tone)~ and then experiencing warmth from an outsider for the first time, and then genuinely respecting the teacher from the bottom of her heart!"

"Huh? Who wants to respect you?"

An unfinished building, in the stairwell.

Simmel and Maki were walking in the back, exchanging pleasantries, while Gojo Satoru was gesticulating wildly in front. But upon hearing such a 'slanderous' fantasy, Maki couldn't help but retort.

"In the end, it was you who shattered my illusions."

Zenyuan Maki.

As a first-year high school student, she has a rather tragic past.

In the Zenin family, she and her younger sister Zenin Mai were born as twins—because twins are considered an ominous sign in the world of magic, both of them grew up amidst the contempt and bullying of their family members.

The stubborn Maki could not stand this atmosphere, so she resolutely left the family.

Before coming here, she had heard of the name of Gojo Satoru, the strongest sorcerer in modern times.

After all, she has been renowned as the strongest in the entire world of sorcery since her birth, and as a prodigy of the Gojo family, one of the three great families, it would be hard not to know her.

She had also fantasized about being at her strongest.

Since he possesses the strongest abilities yet is willing to teach, he might just be a reliable and gentle adult.

—Then she realized she was wrong (speed reading)

Gojo Satoru is a cheap O

What does it mean to greet someone with a cheeky smile on your face and say, "Hey~ you're that student who got kicked out of the Zen-in family? Hahaha, I'm everyone's kindest and most adorable Gojo-sensei, nice to meet you from now on"?

He carelessly reopens old wounds, neglects to properly instruct students on spellcasting, and spends his days clowning around and engaging in bizarre entertainment. He even steals his own female students' skirts and squeezes a lethal amount of wasabi into their salmon roe sushi during their first dinner party...

To make matters worse, this guy is also very good-looking, which makes it even more infuriating!

As an adult, he's simply incompetent!

But Ms. Simmel was different.

Maki looked at Simmel's profile with genuine admiration.

Not only does he possess a handsome appearance comparable to Gojo Satoru, but he is also gentle, patient, and never makes jokes about his students. He has the affability of an octogenarian.

—Except for the fact that sometimes I look in the small mirror and ask myself, 'Am I this handsome today?'

But that's okay. If it's Teacher Simmel, narcissism is acceptable; it's called proper self-evaluation.

Compared to Gojo Satoru, Simmel's prestige in the High School of Spellcasting is very high, as high as a three-story building.

On this point, Gojo Satoru was so dissatisfied he was practically exploding with anger.

"Hey! It's decided~ Let's hold a popularity poll tonight! Like the one in Jump!"

"Huh? What's the point? You'll definitely strike out, right?"

"Tsk tsk tsk~ Maki-chan really doesn't understand~"

Gojou shook his finger.

"In this day and age, compared to an honest man like Simmel, a handsome guy like me with a free-spirited personality is much more popular! And my voice sounds so much like Yuichi Nakamura! There's no way I can be anything but number one in the popularity poll! A huge number of good kids will vote for me!"

"The meaning is unclear," Maki retorted.

"And if we lose the vote, let's have an ugly ranking battle. Anyway, popularity polls are those things with numbers and black arrows in Calibri Light font pointing at characters' heads. We just need to kick the ones we don't like off the list—oh yeah! Let's have a loincloth sumo wrestling match! Simmel's popularity will definitely plummet!"

"Is this guy really a teacher?!"

And at this time—

"Bokuyu-hana".

At the entrance of the abandoned building, a student named Gou Juan had been waiting for a long time.

"Oh, Dog Roll."

Maki greeted them and quickly went over.

Now, Simmel and Gojo Satoru were left behind.

"So, are we still going to 'break off relations' with everyone?"

Completely unconcerned about Gojo Satoru's rehearsal of persecution, Simmel walked confidently side by side with him.

"Humph."

Gojo Satoru deliberately adopted the typical tone of a tsundere character from anime.

"No, no, I haven't forgiven you, babababbaka."

"Haha."

Knowing that Gojo Satoru was just joking around, Simmel smiled along.

In fact, every November for the past few years, Gojo Satoru's attitude towards him would be bad for a few days, as stable as his menstrual cycle.

The main reason is that it's almost December, and every December reminds him of what happened nine years ago.

His best friend betrayed him, and he was unable to stop him.

And now, that close friend remains in the dungeon of the High School of Sorcery, forbidden to be discussed as a taboo in the world of sorcery.

Although he still seals the cursed spirits and sends them to the dungeon, Gojo Satoru hasn't had a proper face-to-face conversation with Natsuyuu Gei in a long time.

The last time they talked was three years ago, when Gojo Satoru tried to persuade Natsuyu to leave prison, and the two ended up fighting.

"Ugh! It's disgusting to even think about it~ That guy said something like 'I'm possessed by an evil spirit'—isn't that obvious! He's a user of spirit manipulation techniques! He's not Jotaro Kujo!"

Gojo Satoru twisted his five fingers with his palms facing upwards, his face full of displeasure.

"Haha, Xia You has his own ideas too."

Simmel said softly.

"Tch, you're actually taking that guy's side..."

It's been almost ten years.

Gojo Satoru became the undisputed strongest.

Even Simmel is not confident of defeating Gojo Satoru in front of him. Of course, the hero will not feel jealous or sad because of this, but rather feel gratified.

After all, he had always viewed these young people from the perspective of an elder.

"Wutiao has grown up too."

Wiping away her bittersweet tears, Simmel patted Gojo Satoru on the shoulder—but couldn't touch him.

However, Simmel wasn't just making things up; Gojo Satoru had indeed become much gentler.

For example, even though he rushed over immediately and helped Inu-maki resolve the trouble there, Gojo Satoru didn't seem to want credit for it.

Just as Simmel said.

Gojo Satoru might be a surprisingly good teacher.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't look at me like that 'Gojo Satoru might be a good teacher by some surprise' kind of look."

Gojo Satoru took two steps back, turned around and faced Inuma and Maki, who were huddled together and whispering to each other, badmouthing him.

"I had something to do earlier, but since I was nearby, I took care of it all at once."

"what's up?"

Simmel asked curiously.

"Hehehe, just you wait, Simmel~ I'll soon have my own exclusive direct disciples who respect and love me!"

For some reason, Gojo Satoru suddenly looked smug—though his face was not visible.

[August 2016]

【Tokyo】

[Special Incident Occurs]

The following is the record content—

[At a public high school in Tokyo, Japan, the super-powerful cursed spirit, Rika Inori, was observed to fully manifest.]

[The incident was triggered by the harassment and bullying of the cursed individual by classmates, ultimately resulting in serious injuries to four boys, including the ringleader.]

The cursed person's name is—Yūta Otsuku.

[Judgment Decision]

【death penalty】

Chapter 58 Don't sing "Washing Seaweed" just because they all have mushroom heads!

When did it start?

It seems like it was when I was 10 years old.

That was my birthday, which was supposed to be a very happy day.

With their parents' permission, they left home and played in the park with [—], chatting about recent events, splashing around with water guns, and oh, the rotating climbing frame was also a lot of fun.

Those openwork cages that you often see in parks, where one person sits inside and another person pushes them to help them rotate, made me happy just doing that when I was little.

Finally, they exchanged gifts.

It's a ring.

It was given to me by [——].

Looking back now, I realize that children don't really understand those kinds of things, but [—] has always been very good to me, and I consider her to be the most important person in my life.