It seems like you haven't gotten along your whole life. He never had a good attitude towards people in general, And you had too sharp a tongue, for which you got in the face more than once. Ironically, such people find each other. Who knew that Satoru would have such freshmen. I don't think there's been a single day without your fights. Constant quarrels, scandals, fights, you were sitting across everyone's throat, but the world did not take you in any way. Everyone wanted to prove their case, and everyone's pride jumped above their heads at these moments.

You were sitting on the stone steps near the training field while your fellow students were training. If you disliked each other so much, why were you always seen only in each other's company?

"Do you seriously think you could defeat a special level curse alone? Huh, I would have looked at your ugly face before I died. I'd be bursting with laughter. You barely look like a second-level sorcerer." His tone is mocking and cold. A stab of resentment still works somewhere inside, but it is immediately overshadowed by your irritation.