You've become an immortal and you told me it's a comprehensive comic?

As Nailsaki's fingertips swiped, a somewhat blurry photo on the phone gradually pulled up.

The photo itself is somewhat blurry, and it seems that the photographer blurred it in order to fade out the inconsequential people around him.

The resulting picture is a back.

The man stood in the blur of the flow of people, as if in the depths of a mist, unable to see his face at all, unable to deduce any useful information.

Nail Saki was a little lost in his heart, and he thought he could see the side face or something, but in the end, it was really a pure back picture, and he didn't even know if it was true.

Not ...... though

Nagasaki stared at the picture for a moment.

"It seems to be a little different from ordinary people. "

Muttering like this, Nail Saki put the phone away.

Because in front of them is the restaurant where they are about to eat.

"Oooooo......oo

The rhythmic bell rang, and the three of them looked at each other before turning back together.

"It's my phone. "

Satoru Gojo glanced at the caller ID, and then his face changed slightly.

"Wait a minute. "

As he spoke, the latter put his phone to his ear.

The smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded, and Satoru Gojo quickly hung up the phone.

"What's wrong, Gojo-sensei?".

Seeing the latter's expression change, Knotweed asked.

"Alas, there is something to do for the time being, and this meal may only be eaten by the three of you. "

"I'll transfer the money to Fushiguro's account, so don't leave it at that, bye-bye ......."

After a simple and even somewhat hasty goodbye, the white-haired blindfolded man disappeared in front of the three of them in an instant.

"This teacher...... My first impression was right. "

Nail Rose looked at the empty field and couldn't help but speak.

"Not a serious guy. "

"Well...... Since the teacher said that there is something temporary, let's eat together, after all, he said before he left that he would call the money. "

"That's right, that's right!".

At the mention of dry rice, Nakizaki was once again interested.

"Rush, Fushiguro, food is waiting for us!".

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In the dimly lit headmaster's room, a burly, bearded man wearing sunglasses was sitting on a tatami mat, and on a low table, the hot tea that had just been brewed was still steaming.

This look, this atmosphere, if you don't know the identity of the man, I'm afraid he will be regarded as the leader of the local underworld.

But in fact, he is the principal of the Spell High School in the capital of the Sakura Country.

At this time, he was waiting for a guest to arrive.

"Sorry wait, man!".

Suddenly, the empty tatami mi-san had somehow taken on an additional human form, who was holding a bunch of fast food boxes in his hand.

"Have you eaten, do you need me to share some with you? These things are ten thousand times better than Uncle Sam's terrible apple pie next door, my man. "

The

visitor joked in a lame and comical translation tone, as if he had not noticed the burly man's solemn expression from beginning to end.

"You're unusually fast, Gojo-sensei. "

That's right, the person who suddenly appeared in the principal's room at this time was none other than Satoru Gojo, who was still in Roppongi before.

"Eat or something, let's talk about it later. "

The headmaster spoke, his voice low.

"It happened suddenly, but what I told you is true. "

Hearing this, Satoru Gojo also slightly restrained his hippie smiley posture.

"It really doesn't seem like a joke, I thought you were finally enlightened and could tell some funny jokes. "

"This kind of joke, if not true, is too bad, isn't it?".

"There are a number of super-grade spell spirits appearing, and they are all unregistered. "

Satoru Gojo sneered.

"Aren't the old men at the top of the class all able to do anything? If that's the case, it's better to lie down obediently in the coffin board. "

"Do you have any specific sightings or photos?".

"Nope. However, the 'window' has been confirmed. "

The headmaster paused.

"The Spell Killer who hunted the Spell Spirit has been active in the capital recently, and it is real and has left traces. "

"Between the cursed spirits, kill each other, ......."

Satoru Gojo tilted his head, as if in thought.

The spell spirit is not originally an existence with high spiritual intelligence, and if you want to say that the instinct is only the instinct to kill.

There

is basically no killing between the spells, and in the end, it is a question of whether the lower spirits can realize the existence of their own beings.

Therefore, there can be multiple spell spirits hiding in one place.

Since this so-called spell killer really appeared to hunt other spell spirits, then at least one thing can be deduced, that is, the former has a good IQ.

And the spell spirits that have self-awareness and motivation for their actions are the lowest, and they are also the best!

"Do you now figure out the motives of the other party?".

"Not for the time being, the 'window' only observes the existence of the spell killer from a distance. What is certain is that Spell Slayer does not appear in one place.

Previously, reports were received in various places.

But ......".

The headmaster pondered for a moment.

"According to the report, the Spell Killer seems to have noticed the peep of the 'window', but he didn't make any moves. "

Hearing this, Satoru Gojo turned his head, the only information in the entire conversation that piqued his interest.

"There is no impulse to maim human beings?".

"Interesting...... What about the others?".

The principal picked up the paper with the materials printed on it from his side and spread it out.

"In a town not far from the school, there was a youkai sighting. "

"Witnesses said they saw a demon in the shape of a cat-eared human. "