Myriad Worlds Shuttle Starting from Demonic Inferiority Chapter 4

Nakajo Azusa seemed to be experiencing such respectful treatment from a junior for the first time, a look of pure satisfaction gracing her petite face.

"Oh, that's right, President, the rehearsal is about to start. We should get going!"

"Ah, you're right."

"My apologies, Junior Kudo. The auditorium is just ahead, so please head over on your own!" Saegusa Mayumi offered Kudo Mitsunobu an apologetic smile.

Finally remembering that she had urgent business to attend to, she pointed out the location of the auditorium to Kudo Mitsunobu before hurrying off with Nakajo Azusa.

As she left, Nakajo Azusa, who held a favorable impression of this respectful junior, made a point to bid him a special farewell.

"Oh well, I'll just take my time walking over."

Kudo Mitsunobu glanced at his watch; there was still plenty of time before the entrance ceremony began.

When he stepped into the auditorium, many students had already taken their seats in the spacious hall.

Despite the many empty seats in the front rows, not a single Course 2 student sat there. Kudo Mitsunobu had no intention of being a contrarian.

Although he didn't fear anyone looking for trouble, he had no desire to deal with unnecessary complications on his very first day of school.

He found an empty seat among the Course 1 students, sat down, and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

"Next, the freshman address, by freshman representative Shiba Miyuki."

Kudo Mitsunobu had intended to keep his eyes closed until the ceremony ended; he hadn't come straight from the house he'd purchased that morning.

Instead, he had risen at the crack of dawn to travel from the Kudo Family main estate, and he was feeling slightly sleep-deprived.

Furthermore, the entrance ceremony held no special significance—it was merely a group of people taking turns to go up and say things that lacked any real meaning.

However, as the freshman representative took the stage, the gradually rising murmur of the surrounding students compelled Kudo Mitsunobu to open his eyes.

Naturally, he had no initial interest in this so-called representative; after all, had he participated in the final practical exam, the representative could not have been anyone else.

It would have been none other than himself, Kudo Mitsunobu.

But the moment he opened his eyes, he realized he was mistaken. He felt a profound interest in the girl now standing on the stage.

Do not misunderstand; this was not an interest born of lust, but an interest in the very existence of this girl.

She was crafted with excessive refinement—perfectly symmetrical features and impeccable proportions, looking exactly like an exquisite doll.

Yes, a doll.

Such beauty could not be a product of nature, for no one could be born so perfect.

This girl was exactly like him.

The moment Kudo Mitsunobu saw her, he recognized her origins. She was a "Modified Human" among magicians, but even for a modified human, her level of completion far exceeded the current standards of magic engineering.

Modified humans are magicians whose magical aptitude has been enhanced through genetic manipulation, yet they all share a common trait.

Although scientific means grant them aptitude far superior to the average magician, their lifespans are invariably short.

He knew his own circumstances well: had he not been a transmigrator, the original Kudo Mitsunobu would have been sickly his entire life, bedridden and destined to die young, likely before the age of thirty.

That was why his grandfather, Retsu Kudou, found the situation so irrational, ultimately attributing Kudo Mitsunobu's anomaly to a divine blessing.

Kudo Mitsunobu knew that what had happened to him was irreproducible. Yet, here was an exception in the form of Shiba Miyuki—how could he not be intrigued?

"Whose family's masterpiece is this, I wonder?"

Kudo Mitsunobu pondered, suspecting that Shiba Miyuki was the research outcome of one of the Ten Master Clans.

As for other magic families, he didn't even consider them, as it was simply impossible. It wasn't that he looked down on them, but rather that the level of magic within their lineages could never achieve such a result.

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Chapter 4: Showcasing to the Fullest

"Not in the same class as that Shiba Miyuki! A bit of a pity." Kudo Mitsunobu sat in the classroom, looking at the empty room with a sense of boredom.

He had been looking forward to being in the same class as Shiba Miyuki, thinking it might allow him to observe which of the Ten Master Clans she hailed from.

Alas, things did not go as planned; Shiba Miyuki was in Class A, while he was in Class C.

But there was nothing to be done about that—who told him to perform poorly on the entrance exam?

"Junior Kudo, I've kept you waiting again. I am so sorry!"

Of course, there was a reason he was still sitting in the empty classroom after school.

"I have to say, Senior Saegusa, is it really appropriate for the two of us to be sitting here like this?"

Kudo Mitsunobu truly couldn't fathom it. There were so many rooms where they could have talked, or even a cafe outside, yet he couldn't think of a reason why Saegusa Mayumi had dragged him here.

The narrow room contained only a small bench, barely large enough for two people to sit on.

Their bodies were pressed together as if glued, leaving no space between them.

The girl's unique, faint fragrance drifted around the tip of Kudo Mitsunobu's nose.

"And really, if you're going to be this shy, you shouldn't have chosen a place like this!"

The crimson flush on Saegusa Mayumi's face hadn't faded once since they had sat down on the bench together.

He wasn't a native of this world, yet everyone here was so painfully pure that they would blush for ages just from holding hands.

But looking at Saegusa Mayumi, Kudo Mitsunobu couldn't bring himself to think of her as an open person.

"Junior Mitsunobu, I've come to talk to you about joining the Student Council."

Saegusa Mayumi said this with a blush still lingering on her face, but it felt like she had turned her volume down to the absolute minimum!

Kudo Mitsunobu complained inwardly; it was only because he was a magician with decent hearing that he could make her out.

If it had been an ordinary person, they would have heard nothing but the buzzing of a mosquito.

"Join the Student Council?"

"Isn't the spot for the Student Council reserved for the freshman representative every year? What does that have to do with me?"