The brave Simmel wants to resign

For him.

Haibara and the others are his...

...Click.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Haibara raised her head, her expression changing from calm to serious.

"They've arrived... After all that inducement, and even coming all this way, it only adds two more days... What a monster."

"Hey?"

While Yi Gu was still in a daze and panic, everyone around him simultaneously assumed a battle stance.

"Hey... this curse power is terrifying..."

"I've only ever seen this kind of oppressive aura from Rika..."

Miguel rubbed his forehead, forcing a smile.

“I’ll take care of stopping him,” Haibara Yu volunteered. “The rest of you take Eto and go first.”

"Don't you need my help?" Miguel asked hastily.

"No, if it's just about stalling for time, there's not much difference between you and me combined, and it's better to keep that trump card hidden for now."

"Ok."

Miguel grabbed Ebony and threw it to Laru, who easily caught it with one hand, hoisted it onto his shoulder, and ran off without looking back.

The two were far more skilled in using their magical powers than Yi Gu could match. In an instant, they leaped dozens of meters away, and in the blink of an eye, they were far from the original cave.

"Wait, what on earth happened?!"

Even as he moved at high speed, Yigu couldn't help but ask questions, as he was very worried about Haibara and Miguel's safety.

"The strongest guy in the world of sorcery has come to capture us."

Laru tried to stay calm, talking as he ran.

“Even if we all joined forces, we still couldn’t win—except for you, Yigu. Things will be different once you grow up.”

"Therefore, you are the one we must protect no matter what."

Even if you say that... I don't understand those kinds of things at all!

An ominous premonition gripped his brain, and Yigu painfully closed his eyes.

Isn't Rika the most powerful one? But I have absolutely no control over her.

Is the opponent really that strong? Does it require Rika to be fully revealed, or is it that even a fully revealed Rika cannot defeat them?

In that case...

Are you going to run away?

Despite having kept his head down, Yuta gritted his teeth and forced himself to open his eyes, looking at the sky with a mixture of fear and determination.

After being reminded, he also sensed the other party's curse power.

In the sky.

During the day, the clouds churned and rolled.

The "strongest" in everyone's eyes stood high in the sky, his black eye mask was ripped off, and his silver-white hair fluttered gently in the wind.

Looking down, his azure eyes swirled with indifference.

Even the sunlight paled in comparison to his eyes, which seemed to stretch endlessly into the sky. A single glance from afar was enough to make one's body tremble uncontrollably.

An overwhelming presence.

"So, who should we deal with first?"

Chapter 61 The Strongest Sorcerer in Modern Times

[Beep beep, beep beep beep]

After the call was disconnected, Simmel stared at her phone screen speechlessly.

They refuse help, want to be a lone wolf, and want to keep all the experience to themselves.

"Sure enough, a child is a child, even if he becomes twenty-eight years old, he is still a child."

"Simmel is saying something I can't understand again."

"It's just that Nanako doesn't understand it."

In a small villa in Tokyo, Simmel sat on the sofa, with two pretty young girls wrapped around his arms on either side—in a school romance anime, this scene would be meant to tell the audience that this somewhat good-looking blue-haired mushroom-headed guy is definitely a jerk and will be dealt with by the male and female protagonists later.

However, there was absolutely no romantic feeling between the three people on the sofa, including Simmel.

If I had to describe her, she'd be more like a mischievous granddaughter pestering her grandfather for pocket money to buy snacks.

"Nanako, Mimiko, I'm going out for a bit."

Pulling her arm away, Simmel got up from the sofa in her living room, tapped her kidneys, and went to the balcony with her hands behind her back.

"Ugh~ Simmel has to work overtime again!"

The linen-colored JK uniform on the sofa sat cross-legged, raising her arms and shaking them in dissatisfaction.

"I've already exceeded my workload this week, haven't I? And I definitely didn't ask any questions about handing it over to Gojo-kun... so there shouldn't be any problems!"

"Nanako, you just changed your tune, didn't you?" The black-haired JK girl next to her turned her head and complained.

With her back to the two beautiful girls, Simmel sighed.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Whether you're a sorcerer or a hero, you have to 'adapt to your job.' Lately, I've been sleeping in a lot, so I've let Gojo take on some of the workload."

“I’m afraid he’ll push himself too hard, which would backfire.”

The brave man raised a finger and said in a tone reminiscent of quoting a famous saying.

"My best friend once told me this: life is like wiping your butt. The last piece of paper doesn't wipe it clean, it just becomes so faded that you can accept it."

"What a filthy quote!!"

"Although I've heard it quite a bit over the past nine years, it's clear that Mr. Haita has a serious problem!"

The two girls complained in unison.

is it?

Simmel smiled knowingly as the image of a frivolous and relaxed monk flashed through his mind.

"Perhaps, but the point is valid even if the words are crude."

By the way.

The next line of this famous quote is—whatever's left of the paper, give it to the underwear.

So the hero is there to cover for everyone...

Damn it... Haita, you're really good with words!

"In short, I'll probably be back before dinner tonight. If I'm late, don't wait for me."

On the balcony, the brave man waved his hand, grabbed the clothes pole next to him, and prepared to straddle it.

"Hey, wait a minute! We're coming along too!"

"Ugh... is there even enough room to sit down...?"

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

...........

...

The scene shifts, and we return to the battlefield.

call----

Standing in mid-air, Gojo Satoru, slightly angry, was planning his next move.

(One, two...)

After looking around, Gojou Satoru first went to the ship where the demon was sitting, then to the ship where the demon was sitting, and finally to the ship where the demon was sitting.

(There are two difficult cases. It's a bit surprising that Yuuta Otsuki himself doesn't show any signs of being abused.)

The other two sorcerers who ran away with Eto were of decent skill, but Gojo Satoru didn't take them seriously.

Forget it.

Anyway-

"Let me take care of you first."

"I knew it."

In an instant, Gojo Satoru, who was just a hundred meters in the air, landed on the ground.

The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from different sources. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.

Below the cave lay a dense forest—but this was the environment that sorcerers were used to fighting in, and neither of them objected to it.

"Of course, it's because you're occupying my junior brother's body."

Gojo Satoru reached out and raised his palm upwards.

"Give it back."

"Haha, that won't do. I still find young men's bodies quite alluring, and besides—" He then proceeded to stammer, "I'm not going to let that happen!"

"Oh, really?"

Bang!------

【Technique——】

A red orb of light formed in my hand.

【He】