Spellcaster is a profession that looks at talent in eighty percent. Spells are basically innate, and so are mana.

So when Gojo Satoru noticed the unusual magic power of Yahara, he concluded that this guy himself had awakened the spell, but he just didn't realize it.

Yahara felt the image of Gojo Satoru who had burst with mana that night in his mind, and the sophist's ability was activated, and in an instant, the blue-blue mana swelled up like a raging flame.

"Actually, I don't know much about my own technique, so try it as much as possible." Yahara said hello.

The technique that this otherworldly travel system brings to him is similar to an empowerment, directly familiarizing his body with the arrangement of mana power of "logical distortion", but this is the first time he has actually used it.

After all, memorizing book knowledge does not mean that you can get a full score for the exam paper.

Without further ado, Yahara tried to wrap his fist in mana, stomped on the ground, and lunged towards Satoru Gojo with an arrow.

And the latter just raised his right hand casually and easily blocked it, "Strange, I can't feel the traces of the technique..."

But in reality, Satoru Gojo's blindfold was blown open by a powerful risk, which made him feel shocked.

"Interesting, go on." Satoru Gojo changed his lazy posture and became interested.

Seeing that the blow was fruitless, Yahara twisted his body in place, raised his leg and kicked hard at the door, still being easily stopped by him, but Gojo Satoru involuntarily took a step back.

After a few tries, Satoru Gojo said, "Okay, it's over." ”

Yahara was panting like a cow tiredly, and sweat was like a bead with a broken thread falling down. sighed: It is worthy of the existence of the ceiling of combat power, and he is still too young.

"Yahara, your technique is very interesting, if I guessed correctly, you must be constantly interfering with my thoughts." Satoru Gojo analyzed seriously.

"Every one of your attacks is disorganized, it's a pure newcomer's stance, and even the control of power is not accurate. But I couldn't help but retreat, even worried that I wouldn't be able to block the blow, and this thought was the problem. ”

Yahara nodded, wiped the sweat from his face, and said, "Actually, I vaguely feel that if I go further, the laws of reality can also interfere. ”

"That's right, but your lack of mastery of mana and the unfamiliarity of the technique caused you to fail to do it." Satoru Gojo pointed out the key.

"Now that the interview is over, I'll have time to teach you how to master mana later." Satoru Gojo looked at the sun in the sky and realized that a long time had passed, "Let's go and find the knotweed." ”

As in the original book, Knotweed Yuhito was still mentioned as the reason for coming to the High School of Spells when he faced the Principal of Nightmoth Masamichi.

If you talk about ordinary people, the death of a loved one, the encounter with a monster, and the death penalty are enough to break people's hearts and fall into despair of life.

But Knotweed Yuren walked over with pressure all the way, making everyone look away.

When Yohara and Knotweed Yuhito met in the dormitory, he excitedly told Yohara about the interview just now: "Yohara, let me tell you, the principal here is a strange uncle who can make cute dolls, and that thing seems to be called a curse, and it will move on its own..."

Looking at Yuhito Knotweed, who was dancing with him, Yahara couldn't help but smile, this guy is so optimistic at all times, and he always gives people new joy.

After a few simple words, Yahara went to find his room.

What catches the eye is a spacious, bright room with some everyday furniture: beds, tables, chairs, wardrobes, etc., all neat and comfortable.

Satoru Gojo saw Yahara's eyes glow, and introduced with a smile: "Now that the second and third grades have gone out on missions, the house will be used by you." ”

Knotweed Yuren also ran over to join in the fun: "Yahara, this place is not bad, right?" ”

Yahara also responded happily: "It's really luxurious." ”

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Satoru Gojo began to explain his future plans: "In the future, Knotweed will cooperate with other spellcasters to find the finger of the Sufu, after all, the Sufu in your body will tell you the location of the finger in order to regain the power." ”

"It's like a detection radar in a science fiction movie, right?" Knotweed Yuhito said with some incredulity.

Yahara greeted Megumi Fushiguro, who was walking towards him, "Yo, are you okay?" Knotweed Yuhito on the side leaned out of the door: "This time I'm really in good spirits!" ”

Touching her head, Megumi Fushiguro, who was a little uncomfortable with so many people, asked Gojo Satoru, "Why do you all live next to it?" Aren't there a lot of empty rooms? ”

"Of course, it's to enhance the relationship and make progress together..."Gojo Satoru returned to his light and innocent appearance.

Immediately, ignoring the unhappy expression on his face, he smiled and announced that he would go to Tokyo tomorrow to receive the second student who entered the school.

That night, the moonlight entered the house, and Yahara lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

He clicked the button rashly, and then he was teleported to this world with something like a starting talent, and began to travel to another world, and he was overwhelmed by too many secrets.

In reality, although I have nothing to worry about, no one cares even if I disappear.

In this world, the identity arranged by the parents is also far away from overseas to do business, but they only pay money on a monthly basis and rarely contact.

After several changes, the world is big, and I don't seem to have a place to stay, no place to go back, and I don't know how long I can stay in this world and what kind of changes I will see.

......

The bustling streets of Tokyo are filled with pedestrians carrying all sorts of branded bags, and the colorful neon signs give the building a modern urban look.

Three teenagers of different styles dressed in similar dark blue long-sleeved outfits chatted against the railing.

"Why is it the second student to enroll?" Knotweed Yuhito asked, stuffing chocolate crispy ice cream into his mouth.

"It was a student who signed up early, but it was delayed due to special circumstances." Megumi Fushiguro still didn't have a fluctuating expression.

"The number of sorcerers is really small, isn't it? There seemed to be just four of us in the first grade. Yahara interjected casually, turning his head to find Satoru Gojo beckoning over.

"Isn't my uniform introverted, cold, and strong?" Yahara looked at the clothes on his body: "Why hasn't anything changed?" ”

Megumi Fushiguro couldn't help but complain: "Your request is too much, and it was rejected by the tailor shop." ”

"What about mine? I didn't ask for a change, huh? "Knotweed Yuhito's curiosity has come up.

"That's what I proposed, so let's not be subdued. The new students arrived, and we went. Suffocating his drink, Satoru Gojo took the lead and walked in the direction of Harajuku.

And the mysterious freshman was tugging on the collar of a scout at this time and discussing: "See how I am?" What about being a model? ”

"Hey! Why are you running? Make it clear! ”

Looking at the back of the scout, she sighed helplessly, she really didn't have an appreciative eye.