Chapter 132

After El-Melloi II's course was over, the three new students were finally completely retained by Chaldea - every teacher who would appear in the teaching building briefly showed up in front of everyone, but the tasks left for the students after class were not just essays, but also cursed cases that Ye Mo Zhengdao carefully selected from the principal during class time and were suitable for freshmen to handle.

"The highest level of cursed spirits we have to deal with is only level two..." Xia Yujie stood in front of the notice board, looking at the mission content pinned on it, "and there must be a teacher to lead the team - I remember that Mr. Ye Moth said that there is a shortage of cursed magicians. As long as the strength is sufficient, the students can basically go on missions alone, right?"

"Because this is Chaldea."

A hand passed over Geto Suguru and took down a mission for a third-level cursed spirit from the bulletin board.

"Senior Kirshtalia, aren't you going to take the second-level cursed spirit?" Fujimaru Ritsuka, who came with Mash later, tilted his head towards Kirshtalia. "I remember that Senior Kirshtalia's rank is Pride - which is equivalent to a quasi-first-level sorcerer, right?"

"Even teachers who are priests or eldest sons can go, right?"

"It's not a question of level—" Kirshtalia looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and paused meaningfully, "Ritsuka, have you forgotten something in the past six months?"

——Don't really forget the heroic spirits floating outside.

"Ahem." Having understood the implication of Kirshtalia's words, Fujimaru Ritsuka turned his face away and coughed, "Thank you for reminding me, Senior Kirshtalia, otherwise I would have really forgotten..."

——I almost forgot that the Heroic Spirits in Chaldea can freely manifest as Servants in this world...

"By the way, if you are interested in the second-level curse spirits, you can take them directly." Kirshtalia folded the task paper and stuffed it neatly into his coat pocket, and gave a suggestion to Kagome who was still thinking, "Although according to the rules of the Clock Tower, students will not receive a rank assessment before graduation, but the technical high school will print the curse master level on the student ID card--"

"If I remember correctly, with the exception of Ieiri Shoko who is the holder of the reversal technique, Gojo Satoru and Geto should have both received the second-level rating." Kirshtalia pulled her cloak, gave the younger generation a gentle smile, and turned away from the notice board calmly. "Next to it is a list of the current teachers in Chaldea who hold the rank. You can refer to the list to choose the leader of the mission."

"Which teacher do you recommend, Naoko?" Kagome turned to seek advice from Naoko Ieiri, but he didn't expect Gojo Satoru to have already pulled down the second-level cursed spirit's task list with great disdain, "Hey, Gojo!!!"

"It's so annoying - top student." Gojo Satoru had put on a pair of big round sunglasses without knowing when, and his blue eyes like the sky were revealed from behind the lenses looking at Geto Suguru, "Don't call me Gojo, everyone in my family has the last name Gojo, how would I know who you are calling -"

"But right now, you're the only one here with the last name Gojo." Ieiri Naoko spoke decisively the moment she saw that Geto's thoughts were being misled, "Animusphia and El-Melloi both have two people - they haven't even raised their opinions yet, so why are you so anxious? Go, Jo, kun -"

"But I have already called out to my classmate Nozomi by name." Kagome had already finished his logical persuasion, so he solemnly extended his hand to Gojo Satoru and made a deep 90-degree bow, "I'm so sorry, Satoru!!! This is my fault!!!"

"Pfft." Fujimaru Ritsuka, who hadn't left yet, laughed out loud. "Geto-kun - well, although when we talked to you, we said that you would have a reasonable academic certificate in a normal society... but, the school you actually attended wasn't a normal school."

“…Huh?”

"Although it may not be easy to understand if we just say magician..." Fujimaru Ritsuka subtly shifted his gaze away, thinking of the history of magicians he later received, "But - for ordinary people, we 'magicians' may be worse than cursed spirits in a sense."

"It's useless to pretend to be a student - no, rather, as long as you step into the confines of El-Melloi's classroom, no matter how talented you are, you are just a problem child. So just relax and be yourself - there are still people among the seniors asking me when you can adapt here, so that they can stop pretending."

Looking at Geto Suguru, who obviously hasn't changed his good student look from his past at ordinary schools into the bun-like hairstyle of the future, and Nozomi Ieiri, who has forcibly tied up Gojo Satoru with magic, Lancermello sighed subtly - only at this moment can he clearly realize that the future strongest is not yet proficient in using his own techniques to protect himself seamlessly.

"So, why did you come to me? I think you should know what the rank of the Grand Rank means."

"Ah...but I'm not familiar with the other teachers." Ieiri Naoko rolled her eyes at Gojo Satoru and complained to Lancermello on the spot, "Besides, Gojo thinks Dr. Roman is holding him back!"

Just as Fujimaru Ritsuka had secretly told her in the past, Ieiri Shoko saw that Lancermello's expression became more subtle the moment he heard Gojo Satoru dislike Roman as the team leader - Fujimaru Ritsuka told her that although she could not reveal the specific relationship between Roman and other people besides his identity as the Minister of Medical Affairs, she absolutely could not let anyone except Roman himself know that someone looked down on him.

"Well... I'll go with you then." Lancer Mello, who was wearing the same high school teacher's uniform as the Magic Association's, took the task list from Geto Suguru, but his eyes went past the task list in his hand and fell directly on Gojo Satoru, "However, because I'm not used to riding in a car--"

“So we need to find another way to get to the scene.”

When they arrived at the scene, Gojo Satoru, who had successfully escaped from Ieiri Shoko's restraining magic and would not be restrained by Ieiri Shoko a second time, was still looking around with great interest. The expressions of the other two were very confused - even Ieiri Shoko, who had entered the school early and was taught by Chaldea, had never seen such magic.

"We'll reach the scene in just a little bit." Lansemero raised his hands to cover his face, coughed a few times to attract the attention of the three people, and used an illusion to cover the figure of a puppet that was hiding in his shadow. "Let's go. While we're here, I'll tell you about the case of this cursed spirit."

So far, the cursed spirit has not caused any injuries, but according to the observations from the window, it has been classified as a second-level cursed spirit and assigned to the Tokyo Jujutsu High School as a mission. The only relevant information about the witnesses is that the hair of the doll at home is getting longer... No, speaking of the doll...

"Is the doll that has undergone the mutation an ordinary one or a special one?"

"Special..." The assistant supervisor at the scene was puzzled by Lansemello's question, "A doll is just a doll——"

"Let me give you an analogy." Lansemello looked at the students behind him, sighed helplessly, and explained to everyone, "It's like the peripheral figures of games and animations, or the statues of gods enshrined in shrines and temples - after all, the essence of these things is human-shaped "idols" made of various materials."

“アイドル『Idol』……”

"Come to think of it, March 3rd is Girls' Day, right?" As the only girl among the three, Ieiri Naoko reacted earlier than the other two. "I remember the first case happened on March 4th, but the witness thought it was an illusion and ignored it... Come to think of it, the witnesses who have seen the doll with growing hair are all adult daughters of a certain family!"

"So, when it comes to dolls and humans, what do you think of?" Lansemero looked straight at the assistant supervisor standing in front of everyone. He did not pay attention to the students behind him, but guided them according to the image of the teacher in his memory, "The dolls on Girls' Day represent--"

Summer Oil: "Uncanny Valley Theory?"

"The dolls on Girls' Day are given to wish the girls in the family a healthy growth..." Ieiri Naoko lowered her head in deep thought, but the moment she raised her head her eyes widened in horror, "Lord Lansemello——"

"I thought this would last longer." Lansemello sighed with regret, and casually took out the Mercury Sword, a general magician's apprenticeship gift. "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you why you have to bring a teacher with you when you go on a mission - because the supplementary regulations we discussed with the principal include that when Chaldea deals with cursed spirits, it is not allowed to send auxiliary supervisors."

"Although teachers can be considered as combat power, their main role is to assist in supervision."

"No escape."

The human disguise had been completely peeled off, revealing the figure of a cursed spirit - but the cursed spirit was bound by magic and could not move an inch.

"How could there be an assistant supervisor here?" Lancermello swung his mercury sword, sighed, and began to think about what kind of magic to end it with. However, he didn't expect that the most famous problem student in the record hadn't vented his energy today. "Gojo-kun, you just killed this guy directly, but you're asking for trouble."

The blue cursed energy bullet whizzed in, almost brushing past Lancer-Melloi and hitting the cursed spirit - the aftermath was blocked by the chalk city that Lancer-Melloi temporarily transformed with the Mercury Sword, which allowed her to maintain her previous leisurely tone and slowly turn around to look at the problem student.

"With your six eyes, can't you see that this is at most a clone?"

"If the Six Eyes are of this quality, we will doubt the ability of the entire Jujutsu world and our previous evaluation of you." Lansermello turned around and stared at Gojo Satoru with a pair of aurora eyes. "After all, if it is only at this level... I'm afraid it can't even compare to the lowest level of Mystic Eyes."

"What a pity! The evaluation we gave you - your eyes should have been rainbow-level magic eyes."