The Infinite Dimensions Starting from The Irregular at Magic High School

"Oh. People from a Yotsuba Clan branch family."

Mahiro answered offhandedly, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.

But that was exactly what they were.

The driver was named Tanba Wanizuka, and the extra person in the passenger seat—a legal black-haired loli in a red jacket and pants, toying with a dagger in her hand, looking about as expressive as a poker face, only one meter fifty tall yet older than him—was named Hazuki Yuki.

They were assassins from the Yamao Society.

But the Yamao Society was currently managed by the Kuroba Family, so rounding up, the two of them could also count as members of a branch family.

Although this operation had been proposed by Shiba Tatsuya, he himself was not on the team.

Mahiro had not brought him along to play. He had not even brought Miyuki.

Originally, he had not wanted to bring Mayumi or Erika either.

However.

The former stated that whether as student council president or as a member of the Ten Master Clans, she would not allow him to take risks alone, while the latter simply thought it sounded interesting and insisted on tagging along.

They were clearly about to face terrorists, the kind where one careless move could cost them their lives.

Yet they had made it feel like a spring outing.

After getting in the car, Mahiro took out his intelligence terminal and unfolded the screen.

Stored inside was the intelligence map he had forcibly obtained from Haruka Ono, marked with the location of Blanche's Japanese branch.

But the position displayed was astonishing. It was only ten kilometers away from the school!

An abandoned biofuel factory in the suburban hills!

At that distance, it might as well have been built right in their faces!

Sitting in the side seat, Mayumi stared at the way he was reading the intelligence so seriously and found herself a little dazed for a moment.

People said serious men were handsome, and Mahiro was exactly that kind of case.

Especially his profile, illuminated by the mottled light of the evening sun.

Refined and gentle, yet with a faint dignity showing between his brows.

Very captivating.

Mayumi, who had been watching him the whole time, could not help but drift off a little as she recalled their earlier conversation in the infirmary—

"That's too dangerous! This has already gone beyond what students should be doing!"

When he proposed wiping out Blanche, Mari immediately stepped forward and objected.

As the Public Morals Committee Chair, she often dealt with dangerous matters, so she was the most qualified to say such a thing.

"I object too. Matters outside school should be left to the police."

Mayumi also shook her head with a grave expression.

Katsuto Jumonji, standing to the side, said nothing, but his stern gaze had already said everything.

This was not something students should be getting involved in.

Their opponents were terrorists, and they even had Crystal Sun Stone in their hands. That was no joke.

Even Sayaka tugged at his sleeve and pleaded, "Yotsuba, if you're doing this for me, please, give up on the idea.

President is right. Let the police handle it, okay?

I'm fine, because I'm only receiving the punishment I deserve.

If you and everyone else got hurt because of me, Yotsuba, that's what I truly wouldn't be able to bear."

"I refuse."

As if completely unmoved, Mahiro said coldly, "Let the police get involved, and then what? What can those useless people possibly do?

In the end, the only person they'll blame will be Mibu-senpai. They'll pin all the crimes on her and send her to court."

"When that happens, not only will she be expelled, she'll probably spend the rest of her life in prison!"

"And the ones who started this will still get off scot-free!"

Everyone fell silent.

Mayumi and the others tensed their expressions, left speechless.

Indeed, it could be said that the members of the alliance had known nothing, but Mibu Sayaka alone, who had infiltrated the library, could not separate herself from the matter.

And following the usual pattern, Mibu Sayaka would absolutely be pushed out as the one made to bear all responsibility.

"Since they intended to defile senpai's sword, then let them pay with their lives to wash that stain away. That was decided from the very beginning."

"I also don't need any help from the school. I alone am enough."

"This is my revenge battle!"

His voice was not loud, yet it lingered in the infirmary.

He had never cared about the law. He only cared about the things that mattered to him.

And the others could not bring themselves to say anything to stop him either. Deep down, they even felt a faint sense of envy.

Thinking of that, Mayumi puffed out her cheeks a little, almost as if she were sulking.

"I'm so jealous. If something like that happened to me, would you help me like that, Mahiro?"

"Of course," Mahiro answered instantly.

"Huh?"

That sudden answer snapped Mayumi out of her fantasy.

Mahiro had already finished reading through the intelligence. As he put away his terminal, he looked at her.

Then he said, word by word, "I said, if the same thing happened to you, Mayumi-senpai, I would definitely make the same choice."

"Huh... Huuuuh~~~"

Mayumi Saegusa's face had already been flushed bright red, but now it looked red enough to drip blood.

She had not expected him to actually hear what she had just said...

Ugh, how mortifying.

"Oh my, Yotsuba-kun really is quite the playboy~"

"Scumbag."

The remaining two girls in the car each voiced their opinions straight from the heart.

"Erika, Yuki, you two are in charge of watching the back door. Mayumi-senpai will stay in the car with Mr. Tanba to provide support and stop anyone who slips through. I'll charge in from the front."

Outside the abandoned factory, the group stood beneath the perimeter wall, listening as Yotsuba Mahiro assigned their roles.

"Does anyone have any objections? Say them now if you do."

Aside from Tanba, the expressions on everyone's faces looked rather abnormal.

"Why am I being saddled with some newbie rookie to drag me down? I'm clearly enough on my own!"

"Can she really handle it? Isn't she still just a middle school kid?"

Erika and Yuki's voices rang out almost at the same time.

After they finished, the two looked at each other in mutual astonishment.

"Who are you calling a kid?! I'm already eighteen!"

"Oh my, calling me a rookie? So that means you're very strong, does it?"

Sparks practically flew between their gazes.

"Yuki."

Mahiro cut off their argument. He spoke bluntly to the black-haired loli. "You don't have to accept it. Next time I see Ayako, I'll have a nice long talk with her about what happened this time. How does that sound?"

The moment she heard Ayako's name, a chill ran down Yuki's spine.

As if recalling some unpleasant memory, her body trembled slightly.

"Nuts to you!"

She could not help cursing under her breath, staring at him as if she were looking at a demon, and had no choice but to quietly accept.

Mayumi's demand was much simpler.

"I'm going with you. Charging in alone is far too reckless!"

"...Do as you like, Mayumi-senpai."

He could still try to persuade the others, but faced with the stubbornness of this eldest daughter of the Saegusa Family, all he could do was give in helplessly.

"What a pain..."

With leisurely steps as if he were strolling through his own backyard, Mahiro walked into the abandoned factory.

Whenever a gate blocked his path, he simply threw a decomposition spell at it, going for a completely unobstructed approach.

But Mayumi, who followed behind him, was different. She gripped her Casting Assistant Device tightly, her expression solemn and cautious.

From the look of it, this seemed to be her first real battle.

Though Mahiro complained aloud, he still slowed his pace and positioned himself as much as possible in front of her.

Mayumi noticed his protective gesture as well, and her small face could not help turning red.

Only, it seemed the enemy discovered him unexpectedly early. A piercing, buzzing alarm rang out inside the factory, and the enemy had actually gone so far as to put together a welcoming ceremony.

They stood openly in formation, waiting on the lobby floor.

"Nice to meet you, and welcome, Yotsuba Mahiro! And the little princess behind you must be Miss Mayumi Saegusa, yes?"

The man who spoke looked to be around thirty, still fairly young.

But he seemed to have some intense craving to perform, his words and behavior exaggerated and self-absorbed. It was honestly nauseating.

"You're Tsukasa Hajime, leader of Blanche's Japan branch, right?" Mahiro asked without a single wasted word, cutting straight to the point.

"Haha, forgive my rudeness. Just as you said, I am the leader of Blanche's Japan branch, Tsukasa Hajime."

"Looks like this won't take much trouble."

Mahiro stepped forward, shielding Mayumi behind him, and said bluntly, "Since you took the initiative to give your name, I'll go through the motions too—

I'm giving you two choices now. Either surrender, and I'll leave your corpse intact, or fight to the end and die without a whole body!"

"Hahahaha, you really are full of yourself, Yotsuba! True, our operation at First High School failed, but you actually came to our base without hiding yourself at all. You've got guts. No matter how amazing or skilled a magician is, they'll still die if a bullet hits them, won't they?"

"You can try."

When people were killed, they died.

That was a truth everyone knew.

But for Mahiro, it was different.

Even after the possibility of being shot dead was clearly laid out, his calm reaction went completely beyond Tsukasa Hajime's expectations.

It made the leader of Blanche reveal a look of surprise despite himself.

His expression gradually darkened.

"Then let's give it a try!"