>>5981 →:- HA, HA, HA! As if that would happen. Do you think I'm a good-for-nothing like you who doesn't know... DODGE!!
His laughter escapes thunderously at his companion's delusions. He must have been hit hard for him to truly believe he was helpful. A prodigy like Takahiro could have dealt with the curse by himself without any problem. While laughing at the clown's jokes, he couldn't help but pay attention to him. Seeing then how his habit of not dodging reached such absurd levels that he was forced to yell at him to get out of the way.
>>5987 →>>6508 →:- AaAagGhH I can't believe it, what pathetic sorcery level you all have. You're lucky I'm here or you'd all be dead by now.
Letting out an exasperated groan, Takahiro moved forward with his two spheres following him. One by one, the debris heading towards Dante and Shannon were repelled thanks to his cursed technique. They might have been saved from the train's attacks, but now they had to endure something worse, Takahiro and his superiority complex.
>>5979 →:- What a vulgar way to fight, a desperate attack from all of you. Oh well, take it out on me all you want, I guess it's all you have left to do, insects like you.
Having saved two of his companions, he then saw a third one pounce on the already defeated curse. The other two followed, hitting them all in unison while Takahiro just watched from afar. Joining in such a vile activity is beneath him, he prefers to return to the train.
>>5994 →:- And where did you come from? Were you trembling with fear under your seat like a baby? In that case, you'll be happy to know that it's already been defeated, you're welcome.
Upon returning to his seat, he encounters a fifth person he doesn't remember seeing before. He quickly assumes he's a coward and mocks him. Only to the next second to praise himself as if he were the only one who fought the curse.
>>6638 →The energy had returned to the train, but it still had no driver or any other cars. Takahiro still needed someone to complain to, and he couldn't think of a better way to find that person than to stay on the train. Once it reached its destination, whatever it may be, he could waste saliva to his heart's content to complain to the owner of such a peculiar car. Thus, he remained glued to his seat. Paying little to no attention to the scenery around him, as well as the rest of his companions.
:- Brief... Yes, I have no doubt that your time in this life will be brief. So, while you still have functional ears, I want you to listen to me. Do you really call that a trial? Yes, it may be that for me defeating such a low-level curse was no big deal, but have you seen the faces of the rest.
Once the train stopped, Takahiro once again forced his way through with the same violent method as before. Having "opened" his own door, he dramatically jumped out and looked around. An old man, the person behind this was an old man, and Takahiro had no problem emphasizing it to him. He was ready to fight him until he heard it was his professor. Then changing his focus from fighting to just complaining. Starting with the most important thing, the low quality of what he considers students.
:- To start, how low has the level of modern sorcerers fallen for you to consider bringing two preschool students here
He points to
>>5979 → >>5987 →:- You know what? Forget it, the answer to that question is over there. Just look at all the injuries
>>5981 → received for not knowing how to dodge. I'm an understanding person, I know not everyone can be as good as me, so let's say he gets a pass for being his first time. I can understand you saying that, however I would really like to know your answer for accepting a good-for-nothing who did nothing but tremble
>>5994 →Leaving the girls aside, Takahiro moves on to focus on his male peers. With whom he is much more severe in his criticisms.
:- Professor? Listen, I'm starting to get tired of your jokes. I came here because this is supposed to be the home of geniuses and prodigies like me. However, all I've seen is a bunch of clowns. If this is a school for jesters, then I apologize, but I'm pretty sure that's not the case. So, "dear professor," could you explain to me what all these tasteless jokes are about?
Disgusted, his face contorted to show nothing but disgust. Ever since this morning began, he had to endure more than one thing capable of bringing him to that emotion. First, the train was delayed, second, he had to deal with a curse, third, it was entirely up to him to resolve that situation, fourth, he encountered an old man too senile to know who he approves of. He can tolerate small inconveniences like that to a certain extent. However, he's had more than enough to play patient and cordial. Especially when they insist on constantly mocking him with tasteless jokes like saying a little girl will be his professor. Crouching down to her height, Takahiro looked her in the eyes with an annoyed expression and demanded answers.
:- Name... Yes, of course, saying that is the least I can do for people like you. Listen everyone, and listen well, My name is Takahiro Nishimura!! You better not forget it because soon it will be the name of the person who will be at the pinnacle of sorcery.
