Gojo Satoru: The Strongest Sorcerer Among Exorcists

"Ah~~ such a wonderful scent."

Natsumi Bekki, her face filled with bliss, was practically lost in Gojo Satoru's scent.

After decades of being single, she often joked with her students about finding someone to marry her on the spot and whisk her away into married life. But, of course, it was all just talk. Whenever anyone actually expressed interest, she'd smile, size them up, and politely decline with a casual, "I was just joking, don't take it seriously."

Since her father stopped carrying her around when she was five, no man had ever touched her—not even her hand. Her constant chatter about marriage? Just a symptom of decades of being single and a bit of a delusional mind.

But this time, Natsumi Bekki seemed serious.

She had found her destined one.

That flowing white hair, the eye mask that added an air of mystery, the tall and strikingly poised figure, and that half-exposed, incredibly handsome face…

He's… absolutely my type!

(In the original characterization, Natsumi Bekki has this personality. In this adaptation, it's fully directed at Gojo Satoru—love at first sight.)

"Sluuuurp—"

Natsumi audibly swallowed her feelings of awe and prepared to go a step further with her actions.

An enraged voice cut through the air.

"Cut it out already, Natsumi!"

Shizuka Hiratsuka, her face dark with anger, delivered a thunderous punch.

Even though she had mentally prepared herself to share Gojo with others—accepting that her "boyfriend" might attract women like a magnet—this scene of Natsumi unabashedly throwing herself at him right in front of her felt like a slap to the face. It was as if she'd suddenly been shoved into the role of the "jilted spouse," watching someone else claim her man.

"Yamete!!!"

Natsumi's anguished wail echoed through the office, loud enough to turn the heads of passing students who glanced curiously at the teachers' lounge.

Natsumi Bekki now sat on her knees, quietly sobbing and nursing the sore spot on her head from Hiratsuka's punch.

She just wanted to pursue her true love. Why was Shizuka so angry?

Wait a minute—could it be that Shizuka likes him too?

Ah, yabai, yabai (dangerous, dangerous), this might get me killed!

Hiratsuka sipped her now-cold coffee, the anger in her heart subsiding, though her face still reflected exasperation as she looked at Gojo Satoru.

Meanwhile, Gojo sat at his desk, nonchalantly fiddling with his phone. Occasionally, he glanced at Natsumi Bekki as if sizing her up.

Is he… taking pictures of this? Hiratsuka sighed, her exhaustion mounting.

Clearing her throat, she began introductions.

"Let me formally introduce you, Satoru. These are the two remaining members of our office. The one kneeling there is Natsumi Bekki, the homeroom teacher for Class 2-A. Don't mind her; she's a complete slut. And this—"

"What do you mean by a slut, Shizuka? I'm not—oh… uh, never mind, go ahead."

Natsumi initially protested but quickly shut her mouth upon meeting Hiratsuka Shizuka's sharp gaze.

"And this is Sengoku Chihiro, who teaches art for Classes 2-A, 2-D, and 2-C."

"Nice to meet you," Sengoku Chihiro said with a polite smile, nodding toward Gojo.

"And this," Hiratsuka Shizuka continued, "is the new teacher at Sobu High—Gojo Satoru, the homeroom teacher for Class 1-F."

Gojo Satoru.

Even his name sounds so elegant and charming, thought Natsumi, who remained kneeling as she smiled dreamily. She let out a quiet giggle that could only be described as… unsettling.

"No, no, Shizuka-chan, you got it wrong," Gojo Satoru shook his index finger and said mysteriously.

Wrong?

Hiratsuka raised an eyebrow, skeptical.

"What did I get wrong?"

"It's not just Gojo Satoru. It's the Incredibly Handsome and Dashing Gojo Satoru-sama!" he declared dramatically, planting his hands on his hips and letting out a hearty laugh.

Disaster.

Sengoku Chihiro buried her face in her hands, sighing deeply. She had hoped Gojo, with his good looks and confident demeanor, might be a calming presence in the office. Instead, he seemed just as chaotic as Natsumi Bekki, if not more so.

With one "eccentric" already in the office, she couldn't believe they'd gained another. She made a mental note to talk to the principal about possibly relocating her desk.

Hiratsuka Shizuka, meanwhile, was at her wit's end.

Did he really have to be such a narcissist? Sure, he's handsome, but come on.

As for Natsumi Bekki, her head was tilted upwards, her eyes sparkling with pure admiration. For her, Gojo Satoru now radiated a divine glow as he made his bold introduction. She could swear that he even gave her a flirtatious wink.

Ah~ Gojo-kun, could it be that you're the fated partner the gods prepared for me?!

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Author's note: Well, that was it for the mass release... The update schedule will be 1 chapter per day from now on, unless we reach the top 20 rankings, only then I'll add powerstone goals for extra chapters.

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