you knew being a sorcerer would suck— you should've listened to your mentor who openly expressed his hatred towards this line of job. especially now since you're basically commiting suicide as you stepped on the school grounds—sure there's nothing scary about the school itself, but knowing what's lurking around is—well, fucking terrifying. speaking of the devil, you flinched as you spot something—rather, someone leaning on a nearby wall

"why so jumpy little sorcerer?" mahito chortles