Traveling Across Worlds, Beginning with The Irregular at Magic High School

William didn't get out of the car. He rolled down the window and waved to Nangong Natsuki.

Nangong Natsuki didn't reply, but simply turned her back to William with a cool expression.

"Sir, where are we going next?"

The driver, sitting in the driver's seat, cautiously spoke to William.

In fact, he was a combatant in the Island of Gen'ei Special Zone Security Force.

However, forced by Nangong Natsuki's tyrannical power, he had no choice but to act as her driver during his rare holiday.

There's nothing we can do; it's just that Nangong Natsuki will never get a driver's license in her lifetime!

His respectful attitude towards William was entirely due to the contrast with Nangong Natsuki!

Who is Nangong Natsuki? She's the devilish instructor of their Special Zone Security Force!

To put it simply, there wasn't a single member of the entire Special Zone Security Force who hadn't been beaten up by her.

But what did he see today?

This man provoked Nangong Natsuki several times, but Nangong Natsuki never laid a hand on him, only daring to talk back.

In this way, without revealing his identity, William greatly enhanced his image in front of this member of the Special Zone Security Force.

"Um--!"

"Take me to that place called 'Gen'ei Noodle Shop'! I haven't had breakfast yet."

"Once we arrive, you can go home as planned! You won't need to come with us anymore."

William thought for a moment before saying this.

The driver immediately returned a grateful smile, then stepped hard on the gas pedal, feeling that he might still have time to go back and find his girlfriend.

"Gen'ei Noodle Shop" is located in the western part of the artificial island, on the first floor of a mixed-use building near the station.

There are nine seats at the counter, and some individual seats have four tables.

The store's exterior is designed to resemble a street vendor's stall; it's a fairly ordinary ramen shop.

The restaurant was almost full, with the queue stretching outside.

In this room, William sat at the table, listlessly waiting for his meal.

The people around him also felt a little reserved because of the aristocratic air that William exuded at all times.

Even the usually rough way of eating noodles has become much more refined.

Then William's noodles were served.

William skillfully unpacked the disposable chopsticks, took a sip of soup, and then slowly put the noodles into his mouth.

They ate with such professionalism!

"Excellent, it uses fresh seafood, taken advantage of its location, combined with a broth made from pork bones and vegetables."

"The sauce consists of soy sauce and wine... as well as chicken skin and chili peppers. The noodles are thicker, homemade noodles, and you can feel the dedication to quality in the ingredients."

He gave his eloquent assessment, and the aging boss immediately beamed with joy.

"Sir, you seem to know a lot about ramen."

"Well, I'd say I'm pretty good at cooking! Enjoying good food is one of my few hobbies."

William took two more slurps of noodles, wiped his mouth, and said...

Are you full?

Seeing William put down his chopsticks and wipe his mouth, the shopkeeper couldn't help but ask curiously.

Under normal circumstances, the owner might doubt whether the food they make suits the customers' tastes.

But for this customer in front of him, the only explanation was that he had a small appetite.

To everyone's surprise, William simply shook his head slightly and glanced at the bowl of noodles on the table with a hint of regret.

"I had no choice. A bug was bothering me. Even though it was small, I still had to take responsibility and kill it."

As soon as he finished speaking, William vanished.

Beneath the large tree outside the door, the space rippled like waves, and William appeared as if from a mirage.

"You're right, aren't you, you bug?"

He was a gaunt man with a spiky mustache, a sallow complexion, and narrow, unreadable eyes that gave him the appearance of a cunning fox.

"However, you brought this bunch of useless Hungui who can't even summon their own familiars to attack me."

"Arms Dealer, have you lost your mind?!"

Each of them had unusually long arms and legs, and their shoulder muscles were bulging to an exaggerated degree.

Those whose faces were not covered by cloaks wore masks made of animal skulls.

Between its lips, one could glimpse large, unusually jagged, sharp teeth; it looked not like a human at all, but rather like a humanoid beast.

"Nice to meet you, Your Majesty the Spirit King. I am Baltasaru Zaharias."

"I have come to see you today specifically to make a deal with you."

As he spoke, the cloak behind him fluttered.

Behind him stood four petite figures.

Judging from her figure, she was a girl about the same age as Aurora.

Unfortunately, they all wore masks made of bone, making it impossible to see their true appearance.

"So that's how it is. Are you trying to intimidate me?"

William chuckled and said, "No wonder the Lion King Agency subtly showed disdain for this man."

They merely possessed four unadorned Vessel, yet they dared to flaunt their power before him.

"Alright, let's talk somewhere else. I don't think you'll mind!"