Chapter 25 Consent to Admission
Although Nanami Kento didn't say anything, anyone who wasn't blind could see the resistance on his face.
Yuya Kojima, drawing on his own experience, told Kento Nanami, "Don't worry about him."
“We haven’t had a chance to introduce ourselves yet. My name is Yuya Kojima, his name is Satoru Gojo, and this is Shoko Ieiri, who is also the one who treated you.”
"I am a member of the Seven Seas Construction team."
"If you have any questions about cursed spirits, you can ask me."
Yuya Ooku pulled up a chair and sat down, looking serious.
Qi Haijian relaxed a little.
"That monster... is what you call a cursed spirit. Why did it appear?"
The question you asked is crucial; it hits the nail on the head.
“Strictly speaking, cursed spirits cannot be considered living beings; they are monsters born from human negative emotions. They vary in strength, and the higher their level, the greater their intelligence and the closer their appearance is to humans.”
"The cursed spirit you encountered today had the strength of level two. If it hadn't planned to torture you before killing you, you would have died before we arrived. In the future, if you encounter a cursed spirit alone, it's best not to confront them head-on."
Nanami Kento pursed his lips.
At that time, the cursed spirit already wanted to kill the others.
That's why he lured him away.
Seeing that Nanami Kento was silent, Yuya couldn't help but pat his head: "Don't look so bitter and resentful. Whether it's right or wrong, the result today is that no one died, and you survived too."
So you're a results-oriented person after all.
"Not everyone can see the cursed spirits. I want to know why I can."
Yuya Oguri looked thoughtful: "Where should I begin? First of all, whether it's an ordinary person or a sorcerer, everyone has magical power within them. Most people's bodies cannot lock in their magical power, so it leaks out. The little magical power they have left is not enough to allow them to see or exorcise magical spirits."
"A very small number of people can lock their magical power within their bodies; these people have the talent to become sorcerers."
Gojo Satoru clapped enthusiastically from the side: "Well said! Simple and easy to understand, you're good material to be a teacher!"
"Teacher Xiaolu, please continue!"
Yuya Oguri skillfully grabbed the remaining daifuku from the cabinet and shoved it into Satoru Gojo's mouth to shut him up: "Even so, not everyone can become a sorcerer; one must possess the innate technique."
"You can exorcise low-level cursed spirits without any instruction, which shows you have a good talent. I presume you already know that you possess spells and can use them freely."
So, is that a spell...?
"These are all very basic things. If you come to a vocational college, they will teach you all of these. I also have some related books with me, which you can take back with you."
Yuya Kojiro said seriously, "To be honest, being a sorcerer isn't a good profession. There's a lot of work and few colleagues, and you end up doing the work of two people. If you have a better option, you don't have to go down this path."
Gojo Satoru panicked: "If Nanami doesn't come, what will happen to my mission?"
Yuya Kojiro covered his face expressionlessly: "Show a little more of an adult's demeanor, will you?"
Looking at the joyful comedy unfolding before her, Ieiri Shoko also uttered a few words: "Ieiri..."
Studying at a vocational college has its advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that you don't need to hide your special abilities, you can use your strength freely, and you can learn more offensive and self-defense techniques. The disadvantage is that you have to live with a mentally unstable senior for four years, which is a long-term form of mental torture.
"You can make your own decision."
Neurology senior...
Nanami Kento's gaze fell on Gojo Satoru.
"I need to think about this matter and cannot give an answer so quickly."
"After all, this is a major event concerning the future, so caution is warranted. Once you feel better, let Xiaolu escort you down."
Shoko Ieiri yawned: "You can have the infirmary. I'm going to have a smoke and then go to sleep. I was up all afternoon and didn't get a nap, so I'm really sleepy now."
I was supposed to go to bed after dinner, but I was woken up by a barrage of calls from Gojo Satoru.
Doctors have absolutely no human rights.
After watching the yawning Iari Shoko leave, the infirmary became very quiet for a moment.
Gojo Satoru said resentfully, "Yuya, have you forgotten something? We haven't eaten anything yet."
I went to see a movie after breakfast, then went to Panxingjiao without having lunch, and then went to a comic book store in the afternoon.
I skipped two meals today.
Yuya glanced at the empty box next to him and said, "Your mouth never stops."
Gojo Satoru: "Snacks are snacks, and meals are meals. We need to keep that very clear. Besides, Yuya, you promised to treat me to a meal. Are you going to go back on your word?"
"Eat, eat, eat! I'm not stopping you from eating," Yuya said, looking at Kento Nanami. "Nanami-kun, want to come along?"
**
Nanami Kento still went.
His injuries, both internal and external, had all healed; perhaps it was the girl's magic. Such a unique ability exists among sorcerers.
However, the healing of the wound does not mean that hunger can be eliminated.
He sat upright, a stark contrast to the person next to him who had completely dissolved into a puddle.
Rather than asking questions directly, Nanami Kento prefers to observe secretly to obtain the information he needs.
He subtly surveyed the cafeteria, but apart from the three of them, he didn't see anyone else, not even the person in charge of cooking.
There are very few teachers and students in vocational colleges, which means that the so-called sorcerers are actually a very small group of people?
Negative emotions cannot disappear, and cursed spirits will continue to emerge. Is it useful to rely solely on sorcerers to secretly eliminate cursed spirits?
It doesn't seem like a meaningful profession.
To avoid getting his clothes dirty, Xiao Luyou tied an apron around his waist and checked the ingredients in the kitchen.
"Let's keep it simple, how about ramen?"
This saves trouble.
Gojo Satoru said leisurely, "Yuya, how can you only think about making what you like to eat when you're treating me to a meal?"
Yuya turned around, leaned against the kitchen counter and looked at him: "So what do you want to eat? Tell me first, we can only order from the ingredients available here."
Gojo Satoru turned his head and looked at the flour: "Cake, I want a cake. We have flour and eggs, so we can make a cake, right?"
"I want a fruit cake."
"There's no fruit here."
Gojo Satoru took out his phone: "I'll have someone deliver it right now."
Xiao Lu You also wanted to say, "Then why don't you just have someone send over the cake you want to eat as well? That would be much easier."
He looked at Nanami Kento and asked with his eyes.
Nanami Kento: "I'm fine with anything, thank you."
Yuya first cooked a bowl of ramen for himself, lest he starve. After quickly finishing his own ramen, he went into the kitchen to continue working.
Watching Yuya bustling around, Gojo Satoru felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
I wish I could eat a life-sized cake and wrap Yuya inside it.
That must be the most delicious cake in the world.
If he kept thinking about it, he would have to stand up. Gojo Satoru tried to find something else to do to pass the time.
His gaze fell on Nanami Kento, who was still eating ramen.
Without speaking, just staring—
Nanami Kento took a deep breath: "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"No."
"Then why are you looking this way?"
"No."
Gojo Satoru chuckled and said, "I just happened to be staring in your direction, I wasn't actually looking at you, my eyes weren't focused on you."
Nanami Kento wanted to curse a bunch of nonsense.
He suppressed his sudden surge of anger and ate his noodles calmly and earnestly.
After finishing his meal, he tapped his chopsticks lightly on the table to align them before placing them next to the empty bowl. He then wiped his mouth with a napkin and politely thanked Yuya, saying, "Thank you for the meal."
Yuya Ooku also took a moment out of her busy schedule to reply: "It's nothing, a small matter."
Gojo Satoru had somehow moved his chair completely next to Nanami Kento: "Nanami."
"My surname is Nanami."
"So, Nanami, have you thought it through? Do you want to come to the vocational college? You've been thinking about it for an hour already, isn't that enough time for you to decide?"
"What are you still hesitating about? Here you'll find the world's best doctors and the most outstanding senior students. Once you join the college, your future will be smooth sailing. Compared to figuring out magic on your own, you'll save yourself ten years of detours."
"It's not very believable that you would say that."
"Well, it seems I didn't make a very good first impression on you."
I'm surprised you have this awareness.
Gojo Satoru grabbed Nanami Kento by the collar and dragged him away: "Then let me let you experience my strength firsthand."
"I'm the strongest senior."
Yuya saw the two people in the open space outside through the window and hesitated whether to stop them.
Gojo Satoru should know his limits, right?
Is it safe for him to continue making cakes here?
What if the kitchen is blown up?
Lost in a jumble of thoughts, Yuya didn't notice the stirring in his hands.
"Let's pay a little attention to it."
I'm a little worried that Nanami-kun will get beaten to death.
Thinking of this, Yuya's stirring motion unconsciously became more vigorous.
How can Teacher Moth possibly understand that there are vast differences in physical fitness between people?
Even if he were given another ten years, he still wouldn't be able to reach the level of Gojo Satoru and Natsume!
Physical fitness
When will we be able to ease up his workload?
Gojo Satoru stood with his hands in his pockets, his face full of an expression that said, "I'm going to beat up my future junior."
"Although the school is dilapidated, the academies are few, and it is filled with the smell of decay, it is undeniable that it has also produced a lot of sorcerers."
"Let me show you what a real sorcerer is like."
"Now, you can attack me."
Forced into this situation, Nanami Kenji frowned: "Attack you?"
"Don't worry, you can't hurt me."
Gojo Satoru spoke calmly, and after noticing that Yuu was also looking in their direction, he winked and said, "Whether you come to the high school or not, it won't hurt you to see the attack methods and strength of other sorcerers."
"bring it on."
Nanami Kento hesitated for a moment, but still launched an attack, wanting to test his own strength. However, he didn't use any magic techniques immediately, instead attempting a physical attack.
After discovering the monster, Nanami Kento asked his family to send him to learn martial arts. Through constant battles with the monster, his physical skills improved rapidly.
However, Gojo Satoru easily blocked the attack, and the two exchanged dozens of blows in just a few breaths. He encouraged them in a irritating tone: "Not bad, not bad at all, quite good, your strength is not bad."
As his kick was blocked, Nanami Kento suddenly focused his attention on Gojo Satoru's chest and attacked.
"Ten-Stroke Spell!"
The scale lines that Nanami Kento could only see after they appeared before his eyes.
This is his technique.
Divide the target's length into equal parts and forcefully create weak points at the 7:3 ratio. Hitting any of these points will trigger a critical hit.
The weakness that Gojo Satoru created was located on his chest.
With a slight smile, Gojo Satoru easily blocked the attack: "Not bad momentum, and the timing was good too. Unfortunately, the curse power is insufficient, so the attack power is limited."
"It might be even more powerful if it has magical tools."
Gojo Satoru grabbed Nanami Kento's fist with his left hand and punched him in the chest with his right. The ribs that Ieiri Shoko had just healed made a slight "crack" sound.
"Take this educational punch from your senior!"
**
kitchen
Nanami founder: (｀へ)
Gojou: =v=
"Yuya's cooking is absolutely amazing, the taste is top-notch!"
Seeing Nanami Kento with a sour face, Kojima Yuya pushed a piece of cake over to comfort him.
After finishing his cake, Gojo Satoru slowly said, "Your spell is very useful, but the difference in level between you and me is too great, so you can't hurt me. In terms of rating, you are already a level four sorcerer, which can deal with level three cursed spirits, and level two depends on the situation."
"After coming to the vocational college and receiving systematic training, your strength will increase. You won't be helpless against that cursed spirit today. Isn't it great to have the power to not be easily killed?"
"So, how about it, want to come?"
Qi Haijian clenched his fist: "Just because I came to the vocational college, do you think I can defeat you?"
Gojo Satoru looked surprised: "What are you thinking? I am an undefeated man. I cannot be defeated by anyone."
"The gap between us now is probably as wide as a galaxy."
Qi Haijian didn't give up and continued to ask, "After I come to learn, how much will the gap narrow?"
“It’s about the width of two galaxies,” Gojo Satoru said, his voice muffled as he chewed on a fork, “because I’m getting stronger twice as fast as you are.”
"By the way, if you hadn't come to the vocational college, the gap between us would have been three galaxies."
Nanami Kento really wanted to punch this shameless man in the face.
"I'll do it."
He said it almost through gritted teeth.
Sooner or later, he will be able to defeat this guy named Gojo Satoru!
Yuya Kojiro observes the whole situation from the sidelines.
As expected, no one can remain calm in front of Gojo Satoru.
Nanami-kun has forgotten his earlier statement that he would consider it before replying.
Out of pity for those in the same situation, Yuya Kojima was the first to reach out to Kento Nanami.
"Nanami-kun, welcome to Tokyo High School."
Nanami Kento responded silently.
**
Today's exercise was really excessive. After taking a shower, Xiao Lu You lay down on the bed and let out a comfortable sigh.
He rolled over and lay face down on the bed, where he saw the comic book on the bedside table.
The events of the day flashed rapidly through his mind.
What an information-packed day...
Yuya turned over again, his gaze gradually becoming unfocused as he stared at the ceiling.
Although it wasn't explicitly stated, the inexplicable closeness between Natsumi and Gojo suggests that it's possible for boys to like each other.
Does this mean we can conclude that both Gojo Satoru and Natsuyu Suke like him?
All of them?
Xiao Lu Youye rolled around on the bed for a while before finally sitting up.
"Ask Dazai how it is? Dazai will definitely know what's going on."
After all, Dazai is omnipotent.
Yuya took out his phone and dialed a number. The call was answered after two beeps.
"Moshi moshi".
"Is that Yuya?!"
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