[h2][color=a187be]Shinjiro Karasawa[/color][/h2]

The purple-haired teen suppressed a snicker as he rose to form up in the growing masses of Espers headed in Kawashiro-sensei's direction, instead downsizing things to a mere amused smirk. "Best of Lucks"? What was this, some sort of anime? That kind of Engrish [i]slayed[/i] him, every time. Sure, as a technically native speaker in constant contact with friends from the Big Apple to keep his skills from atrophying, he had an unfair advantage compared to many in Academy City, but still.

Falling into the group of Espers that had quickly begun forming into a line, he folded his arms and glanced back over his shoulder. Where would Hat-chan and the guy who'd ran in after them-- Bike Guy, actually-- Where would they go? Espers or Mages?

How would one even do a system scan for magic, anyway? Wasn't the whole point of it that it didn't have hard rulings like levels and the laws of nature governing what one could do with it? How would a scan even work? [i]What[/i] would you even scan? Did MP exist, or something?

...

[color=a187be]"Shit, I don't know shit about magic."[/color] he muttered, eliciting a snicker from somewhere behind him in the line.

He resolved to punch that guy later.