Ordinary office workers who fight back with spells

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"Every man comes here like this. As the old saying goes, women are like clothes, brothers are like siblings..."

"..."

"Kira-kun, why don't you speak? Is it because you are too sad?"

"Five."

"What? Do you think what I'm saying makes sense?"

Kira Nanami kept telling herself to be calm, to maintain a calm mind, to be peaceful...

He stabilized his emotions and said calmly:

"I'll make you a cup of coffee first, you sit down for a while"

"Oh, that's really troublesome for you. Why is this so embarrassing?"

Gojo Satoru didn't look embarrassed at all, he scratched his head, lay comfortably on the sofa, and crossed his legs.

Kira Nanami took the cup and walked to the kitchen calmly. He first washed the ceramic cup with warm water, and then carefully wiped off the water stains with a facial tissue. He is such a meticulous person. He will treat guests with the utmost care Picky attitude, showing the most polite etiquette.

After all, he is already a mature adult.

Not haggling.

Kira Nanami smiled, put the cleaned ceramic cup on the table, dried her hands again, and looked through the window

He took out the half can of secret kitten food left from last night.

Pour it in calmly, add boiling water, melt, and stir.

There was a burst of heat.

"Please use."

"Thank you." Gojo Satoru took the coffee, took a sip, pursed his lips, leaned back slightly, thought for a while, and took another sip.

"Your coffee...why..."

"It's cat poop coffee."

Cat food and dog poop.

"Oh I got it."

Gojo Satoru frowned slightly, and said hesitantly:

"But why do I feel that this taste is a bit strange..."

"You are tasting, you are tasting."

"Detailed."

"Oh."

Gojo Satoru tasted it carefully again, and smacked his lips, as if to savor it.

"But still...?"

"That means you have poor taste."

"Is that so? Where did you buy this coffee?"

"I made it by myself. I still have a small bag at home. Why don't you take it home and practice more?"

"That's so embarrassing..."

"It's okay, we are good friends."

Kira Nanami nodded seriously, looked at her watch, it was eight o'clock, and it was time to go to work, so she continued:

"So what's the matter with you coming to see me?"

"Oh, little things."

Gojo Satoru put down the cup in his hand, crossed Erlang's legs casually, and said casually:

"Knotweed Yuhito was executed on probation. I fought for it."

"Those dead old men are very stubborn. I think it's time for the top management of the spell to change."

Unexpected things.

Kira Nanami knew Gojo Satoru, he was arrogant and conceited, and wanted to change the entire magic world by himself, but he had the strength to match him. In short, he was like a sea eagle on the sea.

No matter how huge the waves are, no matter how vast the land is, it can't stop it. No matter how dark the clouds are, it sings loudly to itself, full of enthusiasm, and flies thousands of miles high in the sky like it is the second in the sky and I am the boss.

It's extremely different from myself.

"so?"

"So I want you to teach him...I'm going on a business trip recently."

"...It's more than that, isn't it?"

"Uh."

Gojo Satoru was a little embarrassed to be exposed, he shrugged helplessly, and waved his hands:

"OK, OK, I would like to ask you to take over the get out of class for me, and you will be instructing the first-year students for a period of time."

"I just lost my love recently, and I haven't come out of the shadow of my relationship yet."

Kira Nanami opened her eyes and spoke nonsense, she spoke righteously, and refused solemnly.

"That's why I just comforted you for a long time. Think about it carefully, isn't it much easier to be a teacher without having to work hard to get rid of spirits?"

"Because of the sky and the curse, I have no spell power, and I don't know any spells."

Kira Nanami said calmly.

"Let's take it as it is—but there is no one more suitable than you in this world."

Gojo Satoru showed a meaningful smile, and tapped his finger on the coffee table, clicking again and again, making a crisp sound.

"...Who are the students?"

"Here's the list."

Kira Nanami took the cowhide booklet that Gojo Satoru handed over, and flipped through it casually:

Knotweed Yujin, well, this is already known.

Fu Heihui...that brat from the Zen Academy.

Kugimiya Rose, well, the hands in the photo are pretty good.

one left...

Is it Hideo Hoshino?

Weird name, Kira Nanami murmured while looking at the girl with white hair and red eyes in the photo.

And so it was settled.

After sending off Gojo Satoru, it was almost noon.

Kira Nanami fed the cat grass, and he didn't mind Gojo Satoru finding the cat grass, so he didn't hide it at all.

Because it is normal for conjurers to raise spell spirits in captivity, but Maocao saw Gojo Satoru robbed him of his food, and barked his teeth and claws in the corner.

But the Cowardly Cursing Spirit probably saw that Wutiaowu was not easy to mess with, and didn't spit out air bullets or anything, but just curled up into a ball, fiercely enlarged the two cat's eyes, and stared at them vigorously.

After Wujo Wu left, it straightened up majesticly, curled two leaves, and hung them on the rhizome, like a person with akimbo, full of air.

Be a teacher... Kira Nanami does not reject this profession, on the contrary, he respects the teacher very much.

But let yourself teach students... Are you really not afraid to teach something weird?

Although Kira Nanami has always believed that he is normal and has been pursuing a peaceful life, he still knows that there is a certain difference between himself and others.

But this is nothing to him.

At least I leave work earlier than usual.

Tokyo Prefectural High School of Magic.

Similar to the Kyoto Prefectural School of Magic, it is also disguised as a religious vocational college. Temples and ancestral halls can be seen everywhere. The midsummer sun is so hot that it falls on the bells and tripods, shining brightly in people's eyes. Completely unearthed, it looks like this hoarse voice will ring throughout the summer.

A few rays of sunlight leaked through the layers of leaves, and fell on the ground dots. The breeze blew, the leaves were stirred, and the light spots also blinked.

"My name is Kira Nanami. I live in the villa area in the northeast of Tokyo. I am 33 years old. I am currently working in a general company. I get off work at eight o'clock every day. I don't smoke, and the alcohol is limited to light tasting."

"Before going to bed, I must drink a cup of hot milk, then do soft exercises for 20 minutes, sleep for eight hours a day, and fall asleep immediately after going to bed, and never leave fatigue for the next day."

"Plus, overtime is shit, above."

Kira Nanami wrote her name on the blackboard. The handwriting was neat and tidy. Every stroke seemed to have been drawn with a ruler, and the intervals between each word were just right. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was printed.

"Teacher Nana Ming!"

Knotabayuhito raised his hand and said in doubt:

"Why are there only me and Fu Hei in our class?"

"Because conjurers are shit, no one wants to be shit, so the school can't find people, so there are few people."

People's teacher Kira Nanami patiently answered the questions of Polygonum cuspidatum.

"Teacher, do you mean that Fu Hei and I are shit?"

"So this is the purpose of education. Even if it's shit, you should still be the best magicians."

The people's teacher Kira Qihai answered the question of the knotweed gracefully, and then he added:

"Not only you two, there are two girls who haven't arrived at school."

As soon as the words fell, the wooden door was gently pushed open.

"Good day."

A cold girl came from outside the door, as light as snow.