The Myriad Worlds Shuttle Starting from Demonic Inferiority Chapter 7

She had never imagined she would develop feelings for someone so quickly, yet he possessed a charm she found impossible to resist, drawing her in and making her yearn to approach him, get closer, and understand him.

"What a wicked underclassman he is!"

Saegusa Mayumi composed herself; after all, overthinking things now was useless. She wasn't sure about Kudo Mitsunobu, but at the very least, her own life was not something she could control.

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Chapter 6: This Child Will Surely Achieve Great Things

A key turned, and the heavy iron gate was pushed open.

"How is it that in this day and age, there are still doors that use keys? Just how much of an antique is this house?"

Kudo Mitsunobu pushed his motorcycle and parked it in its spot.

Returning home, he tossed his helmet onto the cabinet in the entryway.

He brewed a cup of coffee, took a sip, and set it down on the coffee table.

He tapped his communicator, and the large screen on the wall lit up with the same pattern as his phone.

After only a few seconds, the "calling" icon on the screen changed, and an elderly man nearing his seventies with pitch-black eyes appeared.

It seemed the other party had been waiting for a long time; otherwise, the call wouldn't have connected so quickly.

Kudo Mitsunobu stood up the moment the call connected. "Good evening, Grandfather."

Retsu Kudou nodded and asked, "How was life at school today?"

"Everything went quite smoothly."

"Is that so? That is good."

"Mitsunobu, that matter discussed by the Ten Master Clans has caused you trouble. After all, it was I who urgently called you back on the day of your exam." Retsu Kudou's tone carried a hint of apology.

"It is no trouble at all. This is what I ought to do; you need not apologize, Grandfather."

Kudo Mitsunobu shook his head. He had been an orphan when he arrived in this world, and it was the old man's meticulous care that allowed him to understand what family affection truly was.

Retsu Kudou said no more, perhaps out of guilt. He had poured emotions into his grandson, Kudo Mitsunobu, that he had never felt before.

Although he did not entirely view magicians as mere weapons or tools like some others, he had not been this kind-hearted in his youth.

Consequently, his relationship with his own children could not be called good, and his relationship with his older grandchildren was, at best, average.

It was only after the birth of Kudo Mitsunobu—a child who held such "incorrect" definitions of what a magician should be—that he finally realized how he should have been acting all along.

"Hmm, have you met Saegusa Mayumi of the Saegusa Family today?"

Seeing that Kudo Mitsunobu did not want to dwell on the previous topic, Retsu Kudou did not press it, instead asking about something else.

"Met... I have met her. She is a senior who takes care of others, I suppose."

The reason Kudo Mitsunobu's tone was slightly drawn out was that he had recalled the scene in the archives after school, and he couldn't help but feel a bit dazed.

Retsu Kudou seemed to notice that momentary lapse, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

"Then what is your impression of the young lady from the Saegusa Family?"

The moment Retsu Kudou spoke, Kudo Mitsunobu knew what he was planning.

Similar conversations had already played out many times since he turned fifteen.

"I told you, Grandfather, I am not very concerned about such things. You can just arrange it when the time comes." Kudo Mitsunobu replied with his usual indifference.

"Very well then! But after the Nine Schools Competition, I imagine many people will be coming to find me!" Retsu Kudou looked at Kudo Mitsunobu with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Kudo Mitsunobu was speechless.

Because Retsu Kudou was absolutely right. Magicians advocated for early marriage and childbearing, the more the better.

The genetic traits of elite magicians were highly sought after; there had even been cases where, if you were outstanding enough, young ladies from major families would be sent to you as concubines.

If he could dominate the competition at the Nine Schools Competition, combined with his status as a member of the Kudo Family of the Ten Master Clans, then it would truly be as Retsu Kudou said.

The requests for marriage alliances would likely arrive in an endless stream.

"Grandfather, if there is nothing more important, I will hang up now."

The next day at noon, in the cafeteria.

Kudo Mitsunobu was carrying his tray, looking for an empty seat.

"Hmm? This aura."

A figure as imposing as a mountain was standing behind him, staring at him.

"Not a bad reaction."

The burly man stared at Kudo Mitsunobu with admiration.

"Greetings, Senior Jumonji."

A thick chest, broad shoulders, and muscles that could not be hidden even beneath his uniform.

Not only his physical body, but every element constituting him and the density of his presence had been compressed to the absolute limit.

Is this the next head of the Jumonji House, Jumonji Katsuto!

"Truly a presence not to be underestimated."

"As fellow members of the Ten Master Clans, there is no need for such formality. How about it, would you like to have a chat?"

"Hattori, the vice president of your Student Council, is also here."

Jumonji Katsuto stopped Kudo Mitsunobu from performing a bow.

"Of course, I would also like to have a chat with my seniors."

By the time Kudo Mitsunobu followed Jumonji Katsuto through several twists and turns to reach the dining table, a man with short brown hair was already waiting in one of the seats.