Chapter 7: Fight! (Reread)
Even though Fujimaru Ritsuka had a good temper, he still lived in Bengbu after learning that his so-called "talent" was only of theoretical research value, but in reality he was a "fever 0 physique" that could be bullied by anyone.

Oh no?
Not 1? I'm not a fierce 1?

Of course, the feeling of suffocation only lasts for a moment.

Complaints like this rarely occur in Fujimaru Ritsuka, not because he is so mature, but simply because his self-awareness remains at the level of an "ordinary person", so there is no big gap from the beginning.

The main god's space is the main god's space, and I am me.

Since the gift God has given me is so unique, all I can do is accept it and use it.

And
Utilize the already scarce resources to the limit and win.

That's what a master is, right?

Eh.

Group A speaks up!
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"Now, can I start saying something amazing?"

There were only four sets of desks and chairs neatly arranged in the empty classroom. Geto Suguru, Gojo Satoru, Nozomi, and Fujimaru were arranged in the order of Suguru, Go, Fuji, and Nozomi respectively. At this moment, Gojo Satoru, who was in the center, was pressing his face against the brown-gray table with streaked stripes and talking to someone in slurred words.

Wow.

Xia Yujie turned a page of "Lover" and read it with great interest.

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Glass leaned back in the chair, holding the mobile phone in one hand, and inputting pinyin with his thumb at a very high frequency, with a calm expression.

"Okay, what's the matter?"

When Fujimaru Ritsuka noticed Gojo Satoru's voice, he immediately turned around and asked with concern, showing a sweet smile like a standard customer service representative.

But in reality, Fujimaru didn't hear much of the conversation, as he was fantasizing about the life of a sorcerer in his mind.

This has become a habit, just like people who don't have a girlfriend would fantasize "I really look like the Great Teacher" and "The two-dimensional female character is my wife". Things that cannot be obtained are always something people look forward to. Ritsuka Fujimaru also had withdrawal symptoms because he could no longer save the world after his Master graduated.

He would replay in his mind the famous scene in Chaldea's salvation that put his life on the line, and then draw joy from it.

《Ten famous scenes! But Chaldea!》

Damn, now I'm a moviegoer.

All in all, although it may be rude to say this, Director, I am very sorry, and I cannot for even a moment feel sorry for standing you up.

Now I just feel that this world is so enjoyable to be in.

Sorcerer, Sorcerer.
Hehe, it must be a thrilling and exciting daily life full of danger, like walking on a tightrope, right?

It's really mouth-watering (Doraemon.jpg)

I went to sleep with this dream tonight.

"Ritsuka~love~" Gojo Satoru, who was used to acting recklessly and being ignored, suddenly put his hands together, interlocked his fingers tightly and tilted them to the side of his shoulder, and looked at Fujimaru who was willing to pay attention to him with a deep look in his eyes.

He pulled his chair and approached Fujimaru and said, "Do you know that there is a concept in physics called supercritical set?"

Is it referring to the physical state where the relative pressure and relative temperature of a substance are both greater than 1? Fujimaru Ritsuka thought.

"I haven't heard of it." He asked with an interested look, continuing to play his imaginary life as a sorcerer in his mind. Blood plasma and internal organs were flying all over the sky, just like the haunted set of a B-level horror movie.

Gojo Satoru was very satisfied with Fujimaru's answer and waved his hand, "Well, in short, if you gather enough matter in one place and use the right configuration, eventually, it will explode with a bang!"

"Oh oh oh~"

Actually, something is wrong.

Fujimaru clapped his hands in approval, secretly correcting the definition of this statement in his mind.

At the side, Geto Suguru, who was still reading a book, interrupted casually.

“But does this have anything to do with what we’re doing now?”

"Of course~ Speaking of which, Jie, if you were listening, you should have answered me just now." Gojo Satoru squeezed his handsome face as if he was squandering a gift from heaven and grinned at Geto Jie.

Wow.

Xia Yujie turned another page of the book, but thought to himself that it was because he already knew your habits after only knowing you for a week, so he was too lazy to pay attention to you.

As mentioned before, except for Fujimaru Ritsuka, the other three are "non-newcomers" who have entered the world of sorcery a long time ago. They have the most basic common sense of the world of sorcery and reported to the Sorcery High School a few weeks earlier than Fujimaru.

At first, the three of them simply introduced themselves like ordinary high school students meeting for the first time.

But within just a few weeks, Geto Suguru and Nozomi Nakadashi made an objective evaluation of Gojo Satoru.

Although it was fun to be with him and Geto Suguru didn't hate Gojo Satoru, it didn't mean that he was an easy person to get close to.

'Egocentric', 'noisy', 'egomaniac'.
Apart from his face, figure, abilities and talents, he is an all-round guy, but his personality is extremely bad.

Anyone who can hang out with him without changing his expression must be an innate Little Sun Holy Body.

For example, Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Maybe Fujimaru's personality is just too good? Xia Yujie glanced at Fujimaru and felt emotional.

"Just now, didn't Mr. Ye Moth tell us to practice on our own in the following time?"

Not knowing what Geto Suguru was thinking, Gojo Satoru continued with the previous topic.

"He praised the four of us, but then he let us go without saying anything. Don't you think that's very irresponsible?" Gojo Satoru complained, shaking his hands.

Although Geto Suguru was not without complaints, he still tried to make up for it by saying, "It can't be helped. After all, although this place is called Jujutsu High School in name, it is not actually a 'school'."

Unlike Fujimaru who came in confused, Geto Suguru and the other two had a clear understanding of this school.

A sorcerer is equivalent to someone with super powers.

Spell power is equivalent to superpower level, lv12345.

The techniques are the superpowers themselves, and they are all strange and varied.

"Spellcasters, or those who can become first-line spellcasters, basically all have their own innate spellcasting techniques. Aside from bloodline inheritance like the three great spellcasting families, innate spellcasting techniques are almost all personal, and the teachings of others are of little use."

"The most that the Jujutsu Institute can do is teach us how to operate the cursed power and the basic techniques. But the real significance of the institute is probably to centralize the management of talented Jujutsu masters like us and let the bigwigs above drive us around so that they can interfere with curses in the country."

Rather than a school, it is more like a quest hostel or adventurer's guild.

Ritsuka Fujimaru turned his head to look at Geto Suguru's profile vaguely, feeling emotional in his heart.

(He knows so much. He already has the knowledge for future work at such a young age. He looks just like those experienced A-class magicians I met in Chaldea. He is so outstanding.)
This kind of reliable genius character is really great, I just hope he won't be like the brothers and sisters in Group A who suddenly want to destroy humanity or something -

Haha, how is that possible!

The retired savior inadvertently revealed a tolerant smile as if he was doting on an outstanding junior, but unfortunately no one saw it.

"all in all!----"

Gojo Satoru once again brought the topic back.

"What I want to say is that we are like a collection of those things that come together. Do you understand? You must understand. What did Mr. Ye Moth say we are just now?"

After putting down his phone, Nitro asked, "Problem child?"

"He's a genius! He praised the four of us as geniuses!" Gojo Satoru slammed the table in anger.

"Of course I don't need to say more—" Gojo Satoru smiled evilly, saying with three parts of joking and ninety-seven parts of pride, "God will no longer create anyone superior to me."

"Pfft." Xia Yujie's face relaxed.

"Agasa is a barely passable genius."

"Hey." Xia Youjie's face was stern.
"Glass is okay, right?"