On his way back from school with his two friends, he was pulled into a teleport magic circle that had suddenly appeared on the raod.
And at the teleported destination, he had hit his bottom.
(…Man, what a blunder.)
Suimei had explored secret magic in the modern era with its concrete jungles. He had only started magic around twelve years ago, but was confident in his skills. Yet, he, a modern magician, easily fell for the magic from someone else.
He had sensed it, even seen it, yet he couldn’t react and simply watched.
If that wasn’t a blunder, then what? He felt ashamed and disappointed.
With still teary eyes from the pain on his bottom and the humiliation, Suimei suddenly faced sidewards, worried about his friends who had walked besides him—