Rebirth: Start By Hiding In Evil

Chapter 32: Morisaki, whose filial piety has deteriorated!

“I?”

“There is no consideration in this regard for the time being.”

“At this stage, compared to falling in love, specializing in electromagnetic magic is my main homework.”

Gojo Satoru unabashedly expressed his current true thoughts.

As a fake heir who doesn’t even know the position, he was parachuted into the Wutiao family, and he directly decided to be the head of the family. In the end, his foundation was unstable.

Until he is strong enough, he doesn’t think he can live a leisurely life.

“Obviously he’s already so strong… Still working so hard.”

“As expected of Brother Wutiao!”

Some people in the crowd have already regarded Gojo Satoru as “big brother”.

“It’s serious!”

“The depth of magic is indeed related to talent, but without acquired efforts, your thickness is only half-baked.”

“Gojo-kun said, let’s work together.”

Under Wutiaowu’s instructive speech, he gained a bunch of little fans who had not seen much of the world.

The process is not mentioned for the time being, and the result is not stable.

Even, for a moment, he almost thought he had some kind of domineering air.

Sure enough, people rely on clothes, and gas depends on B clothes.

“Then, Morisaki, do you want to come and learn from each other?”

Under the orders of gods and ghosts, Gojo Satoru mischievously initiated the invitation.

“Hey, is it okay, Gojo-kun?” Morisaki, who couldn’t believe it, looked shocked. Gojo Satoru, who defeated Ichijoki, actually asked himself to learn from him?

“Of course!”

“Don’t care about winning or losing, just look for loopholes in your own actual combat.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t use any profound magic, and I won’t use those against [One].”

Gojo Satoru had a relaxed look on his face, and persuaded Morisaki-chan, the “human flesh sandbag”, in a kind tone.

“That’s right! Morisaki, this is a good opportunity!”

“Don’t lose the face of our “Hundred Schools”!”

“Okay… well…”

Under the constant booing of the classmates beside him, Morisaki had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and end.

As a result, a spectacle occurred, and a group of boys crowded [Gojo Wu] and headed to the campus arena in a mighty manner.

On the way, there are many new and old students joining in the fun, keeping up with the large army.

I don’t know, I thought that on the first day of the new school year, “Hot-Blood High School” was going to be staged in the first high school?

However, the only pity is that in the face of this kind of group activity between boys, both [Shizuku] and [Honoka] chose to avoid it.

Under the pleas of Wujo’s classmates in every possible way, only half an hour of waiting time was won.

“Start!”

The practical instructor in charge of judging the victory and defeat issued an order.

The speed at which Morisaki took out the CAD was really fast, but the speed at which the magic was activated could only be described as normal.

It does not mean that the start-up input is slow, but that there are too many redundant actions before the start, which slows down the whole.

Even if the superb effect of the family magic [High Speed ​​Casting] changed the activation output time of several seconds into tenths of a second, it would not save his handicap.

On the other side, Gojo Satoru raised his CAD-wearing left hand unhurriedly.

At this time, Morisaki had already activated the C-rank magic [Giga Flames].

Immediately, the flames rose and slowly condensed into a grass shape in mid-air. The first spear tip that appeared was aimed at Wujou Wu not far away.

The huge flaming spear illuminated half of the sky in the arena red.

This scene stunned all the young magicians who were watching, and even the third-year students who appeared nearby due to club activities were led by their grade leader [Tenwenkren].

Everyone could see that Morisaki had done his best.

I want to launch a gorgeous rebellion against my father!

The C-level magic that has been shaped and compressed already has the power of B-level single-level magic.

Attack fiercely!

The attack has not yet come, and the hot flames have scorched the dry air.

The heat wave is coming.

“not bad!”

The expressionless Gojo Satoru didn’t know whether to praise or mock.

He simply used his fingertips to condense a group of unsystematic, penetrating, pale blue phantoms, and ended Morisaki’s performance.

boom!

Morisaki’s activation was instantly destroyed by a non-physical shock wave that spread at close range—the psionic explosion.

Resisting the discomfort of being interrupted by the magic, Morisaki tried to quickly close the distance with a decisive [self-acceleration magic].

Start his familiar hand-to-hand combat.

But will Gojo Satoru really do what he wants?

“Ah……”

“Morizaki-kun, I advise you not to try melee combat…”

Wujo Satoru, who had a smile on his face, sold out, and after a while, he spit out the second half of the sentence.

At the same time, Morisaki was excited, and he was still half a meter away from Gojo Satoru.

“After all, we [Five Articles] are still famous schools of ancient magic.”*