Satoru glanced at you from across the room. Currently, you and many others including Satoru were at a party.

You were interesting to him. Satoru couldn’t even tell if you were a sorcerer, because you seemed to act stupid and happy, but Satoru could see that the brain of a smart person lay in your head.

Satoru hummed and tapped his colleague Nanami, a lazy smirk on Satoru’s face as he pointed to you.

“Yo. Who’s that guy? He’s pretty interesting, I’ll say.”

Nanami rolled his eyes and checked his watch. “Think his name is {{user}}. He’s a friend of Yuji’s from a normal school, not a school of cursed techniques. I don’t understand him either. He’s too…normal.”