I'm really not a writer

Looking at the scene in front of him, in an ordinary school, a seemingly ordinary student killed a first-level curse spirit with just one move.

Until this time, his teacher was long overdue.

"Oh, how are you Hui? I'm sorry, there is a newly opened dessert shop in front of this school that is doing an event. I accidentally arrived late. I didn't expect that strawberry soy milk tea really had strawberry dumplings~ "

Fu Heihui: ... Teacher, if you come later, I will be gone.

"I didn't expect you to be here too." Gojo Satoru looked at Tohsaka Fuyu, "Did you kill this?"

Knowing the reason, Tohsaka Dong revoked the magic power attached to it, and the mucus on the basketball court has faded due to the death of the curse spirit. At this time, except for the students who are still sleeping soundly, there is no way to see that there has been a fierce battle here.

"Don't be so shy, you are a fast learner, if you come to our Conjuration College, Hui will be your senior, but in fact, you are considered to be at the same time." Wujo Wu did not give up, and spared no effort to sell.

"You actually arrived very early." Tohsaka Dong looked at Fugurohui, who was covered in injuries, "It's just that you haven't shown up, I don't know if you want to train your own students or want to see how I am in this situation Do, but what if something unexpected happens?"

"Oh, have you been exposed?" Gojo Gojo spread his hands, his tone relaxed, "There will be no accidents. Because, I am the strongest."