The Infinite Dimensions Starting from The Irregular at Magic High School

The middle-aged man who had been shouting at the top of his lungs in English moments ago had already been cleanly decomposed, leaving only a little ash to fall onto the carpet.

"Gregory!" Douglas shouted the man's name, his eyes nearly splitting with rage.

"Oh, so that was Gregory Liu just now."

Mahiro chuckled softly.

To their ears, that sound was even more terrifying than a demon.

"Who... who the hell are you? What grudge is there between us?!"

"Stupid question. Next."

He swung his blade again, and another man passed away.

This time, the remaining few did not dare to speak, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

And in the blind spot behind him, someone was now quietly edging his body toward the door.

When he was less than three meters away.

He suddenly lunged toward the door—

The wired telephone beside it.

"How foolish."

"Hello, get someone here, now! There's an intruder!!!"

The man shouted into the phone, but not the slightest response came from it.

The others copied him and hurriedly pulled out wireless devices.

But those had no signal either.

"Sigh, calling you idiots would be an insult to the word idiot. Since I could appear here, of course I blocked all communications. You can't even understand something that simple...

"And you wasted a perfectly good chance to escape with your lives."

Calm and composed, Mahiro murmured those words of regret.

Then psion waves spread out again, and more than half the people vanished.

Now, only three people remained present.

"James!!!"

He watched helplessly as his companion vanished before his eyes.

Dying in a way that did not even allow him the status of a human being—utterly erased.

Douglas's mind was already on the verge of collapse.

Only now did he understand that the man before him was an out-and-out demon!

He was even more terrifying than their leader!!!

And this scene also awakened a distant memory in him. The same thing had happened once in Okinawa.

"That magic that can erase everything... You... could you be the Okinawa Demon, Mahesvara!"

"?"

Mahiro slowly gave him a question mark.

He had not expected to accidentally make Tatsuya take the blame again.

But it did not matter. That guy had official backing anyway; a few more debts would not weigh him down.

Thinking this, the corners of his mouth had already spread into a grin, and he slowly turned to look at the last few people.

Then...

Thud!

Douglas, who stood at the front, knelt on the ground.

"Please spare me. Whatever you want to know, I can tell you! I'll do anything, anything!"

As the leader of No Head Dragon's Japan branch, he knelt on the floor with no regard for his image, tearfully begging him for mercy.

This sight was truly rare.

"Really? You're willing to do anything?"

"Yes!" Douglas nodded like a chick pecking at rice. "As long as you spare me, as long as it's something I can do, I'm willing to do anything!"

"We'll withdraw from the Nine Schools Competition, withdraw from Japan—even if I have to give you all the money, anything is fine! Just spare my life!"

The terror this man before him brought had already surpassed his loyalty to and fear of his leader.

"Very good. Then help me pass on a message to your leader—Richard Sun. Tell him that before long, I'll be paying him a visit for tea."

"N-no problem. I'll definitely pass your message on!"

Douglas was startled at first, then hastily nodded and agreed.

Though he feared his leader greatly, he feared this demon even more!

"Oh, right. One more thing. About me being Mahesvara—you'd better keep that a proper secret. Understood?"

"U-understood! We absolutely won't tell anyone." The group nodded in unison.

"Good answer. I like it."

Mahiro bent down and patted Douglas on the shoulder.

Just as the man let out a breath of relief, Mahiro straightened and suddenly swept his dagger out.

All they saw was that thin blade drawing a black line before their eyes.

Douglas and his confidants vanished completely from this world, leaving not the slightest trace behind.

A moment later, a blizzard descended, freezing the top floor of the restaurant solid!

At the same time.

Maya Yotsuba, who had yet to leave the hotel, was still in the VIP reception room.

Only now, an old man sat upright across from her, his aged face rather stern.

"Madam, your tea."

Hayama set the freshly brewed herbal tea before her.

Maya picked up the cup and gently inhaled the refreshing, elegant fragrance drifting from its rim, looking thoroughly pleased.

"Master Kudo, are you truly not going to try Hayama's handiwork?"

"No need," the old man refused gravely.

"Is that so? What a pity..." The corners of Maya's lips curved happily. "Did you know, Master Kudo? Hayama spent quite a bit of effort researching how to brew a cup of tea like this. He even incorporated magic into it."

"Such a delicate way of using magic—perhaps even you, Master, known as the most skillful magician, would be unable to manage it?"

"No, Madam. If we speak only of the use of magic, no one can match His Excellency the Grandmaster in delicacy and finesse," Hayama said humbly.

Perhaps it was merely ordinary small talk, or perhaps it was another kind of provocation. In Kudo Retsu's eyes, the master and servant echoing each other looked just like a performance.

A performance put on for him alone.

However, the old man was patient as well, and remained silent from beginning to end.

Maya noticed this too, so she set the teacup back on the tray and met the old man's gaze.

But the one who spoke first was Kudo Retsu.

"Maya, it has been a very long time since we sat together like this, hasn't it?"

"Yes, it really has been a long time."

As if reminiscing, Maya lifted her gaze slightly and confirmed with a smile, "Ever since my elder sister's funeral, I haven't seen you again, Master. Counting it up, it has probably been almost three years now."

"Three years..."

Kudo Retsu also seemed to sink into memory as he sighed softly. "Though it has only been a short three years, you have changed a great deal, Maya."

"Hehe, that's true. Time spares no one, after all." Maya chuckled lightly. "Aren't you the same, Master? You are already ninety this year, even older than before..."

"No."

Kudo Retsu cut her off. "I was not referring to age. I meant that you have become even more insane, Maya."

At those words, Maya covered her lips with one hand.

"Oh my, Master, what makes you say that? Compared to the past, I've restrained myself quite a bit now."

Though she deliberately put on a slightly surprised expression, her bright red lips curved into a dangerous arc.

Indeed, compared to the past, her actions had become much more restrained.

If that were all, Kudo Retsu naturally would not have said such a thing.

But—

"You released 'him.' Is that not insane enough?"

Kudo Retsu's tone grew forceful, carrying a hint of interrogation compared to his earlier calm indifference.

Maya tilted her head in puzzlement like a little girl, only guessing after a long while what her teacher was talking about.

"Hehe, Master, could you be talking about little Mahiro?"

"But if you call it releasing him, that isn't quite accurate. It's simply that I, a sick mother who wronged her child, suddenly came to my senses."

When she said this, Maya's face still wore a loving smile.

"Right now, I am merely doing what I should as a mother—letting my child go to school and make friends.

"Then spoiling him a little, satisfying his whims and demands. Does that count as insanity too?"

"That is not your only purpose, is it, Maya?"

"What purpose do you think I could have, Teacher?"

Maya kept her smile, picked up her teacup, and took a light sip, moistening her throat—and, it seemed, giving the old man time to think.

After a moment, she leisurely set down the teacup, folded her hands over her lower abdomen, and continued.

"I have never been able to control that child. You should know that better than anyone, Teacher."

"And you should also know exactly how that child was born."

Kudo Retsu: "..."

The old man fell silent.

He did indeed know what Maya was talking about.

Yotsuba Mahiro was an ill-omened existence, a symbol of sin from the very moment he had been conceived.

And looking at the woman before him, Kudo Retsu sometimes found himself missing the days when he had taken the two sisters as disciples and taught them.

But when Maya Yotsuba was twelve, everything changed.

That year, the sisters Yotsuba Miya and Maya, along with the current head of the Saegusa Family, Saegusa Koichi, and others, had attended a youth magician exchange hosted by the Asian branch of the International Magic Association as members of what was essentially a goodwill delegation.

As a result, unidentified terrorists appeared at the venue.

To protect Miya, Maya was abducted, and in order to take Maya back, Saegusa Koichi suffered grievous injuries and lost one eye.

By the time the Yotsuba Family had identified the terrorists and recovered Maya, three days had already passed.

For three whole days, Maya was subjected to inhuman human experimentation, and afterward, her uterus was removed for magician cultivation experiments.

As a result, Maya completely lost the ability to bear children.

After she returned, Maya tried to kill herself several times, her mind on the verge of collapse and death. In the end, it was her elder sister, Yotsuba Miya, who used her own outstanding magical qualities to transform the "experiences" in Maya's memories into "knowledge," finally pulling Maya back from the brink of mental death.

But from that day on, Maya Yotsuba could be considered completely dead.