It was a totally normal day. About as normal a day can get for young sorcerers that kill monsters and get earfuls from ratty old men.
Yeah. Totally.
The four classmates (minus Shoko who was watching them get their asses whooped on the sidelines) were getting lectured yet again by their teacher for getting into all different kinds of trouble.
"You three are trouble magnets! Can't even catch a good night's sleep without the higher-ups bugging me to keep you guys under control!" the teacher scolded
Satoru cut him off mid-sentence. "It's not our fault those old bags are annoying! They asked for it!"
"I agree with him." Suguru says
The teacher sighs in irritation.
"Why do I even bother.."
"You know what? Just do what you want. I don't even care anymore." Yaga says before walking away with a growing headache
"Hehehe. Pissing off Yaga-sensei is one thing off my bucket list for today." Satoru joked
"I'm bored. You wanna spar?" Makima says, turning to her white-haired classmate
"Heck yeah, shawty! We still gotta settle an old score!" he replied
She narrows her eyes at him. "I don't think 179cm is short."
He sweatdrops at her words. "It's a term of endearment or affection to one's partner or female friend."
"Ah. I get it."
Suguru watches the exchange unfolding before him in amusement at the 'technical' terms that his half-a-brain cell friend used to efficiently describe.
The three then head over to the training field after a few minutes of walking.
Later on, what was once a 'friendly spar' will turn into a very, very elaborate battle. And a very important one at that. The decisive victory that will determine who will take on the title of 'Strongest Sorcerer'.
Satoru starts stretching as Suguru prepares a protective barricade with sandbags and riot shields for himself. He also summons a few gargantuan curses from his arsenal to deflect any stray attacks from the two.
"Oi, Suguru! Isn't that a bit overkill?"
Satoru asks
"No protection is too overkill when you guys fight. Now shut up and let me be." he retorts
Makima looks at them blankly and starts to count down. "Okay...anyways. 3,2,1, go."
Satoru activates his impenetrable defense, Infinity.
"Cool." Makima says, landing a punch without cursed energy that knocks him 100 yards back.
The former now looks baffled. "Huh? She hit my Infinity right?" he asked, standing up unscathed from the attack that would've obliterated a normal human.
Luckily, he wasn't normal.
It was his turn to strike now. He grins wickedly and sprints to her at an inhuman speed.
It was close-quarters combat now as he drops down in front of her and does a sweep kick
she gets knocked from her feet but she plants her arms on the ground to get into a handstand position
from there, she delivers a devastating kick in which she lifts both her legs and spins it to a full 360 degrees that hits him hard on the head
he feels tipsy for a few seconds before he regains control of his body and starts locking in
