The Infinite Dimensions Starting from The Irregular at Magic High School

Suddenly, Zhou Gongjin flicked out a yellow paper talisman, and the shadow of a four-legged beast dropped down from the sky.

The instant the huge canine silhouette appeared, it opened its great jaws and bit toward Yotsuba Mahiro.

"Interesting."

The technique Zhou Gongjin used was unlike any magic he had ever encountered.

It was somewhat similar to a shikigami, but more precisely, it was closer to a weakened Six Ding Six Jia Method.

Any other magician would definitely have found it troublesome.

But before him—

"Not quite enough."

Riiip!

He grabbed the vicious dog's upper and lower jaws with both hands and suddenly exerted force, tearing it apart on the spot with brute strength.

"Honestly... I spent ten years making that thing," Zhou Gongjin murmured in shock, never expecting that his trump card, the Howling Celestial Dog, would be so utterly helpless before him.

"So negotiations failed, and now you're switching to a frontal assault?"

Yotsuba Mahiro stared coldly at Zhou Gongjin, and the oppressive atmosphere made cold sweat keep breaking out across Zhou Gongjin's face.

Then Mahiro tossed aside the scraps of paper in his hands and took a fierce step forward, charging straight at Zhou Gongjin.

"Ice Fog Domain!"

Cold psions coiled around his body, yet strangely, the chill showed no sign of leaking outward. Instead, it wrapped itself around Yotsuba Mahiro's fist.

Under the glow of the streetlights, it actually radiated a ghostly blue light!

His fist, wreathed in biting cold, smashed straight toward Zhou Gongjin's face.

!!!

In that instant, Zhou Gongjin felt his soul nearly leave his body. He took a step back, and his figure also bent away in a bizarre distortion.

"Ghost Gate Dunjia again? You really think I can't see through it?!"

Mahiro changed the direction of his punch and slammed it viciously toward Zhou Gongjin, who was bent at the waist.

Boom! A tremendous crash rang out.

Amid the spreading cold mist, Zhou Gongjin's body was forcibly smashed into the asphalt road.

Yet strangely, on the torn and shattered ground, Zhou Gongjin's corpse was nowhere to be seen.

"You even know the Earth Escape Technique? Isn't that a little ridiculous?"

Just as Yotsuba Mahiro felt surprised, three hundred meters away from the site of the explosion—

Zhou Gongjin's figure appeared again.

Only this time, none of his former elegance and nobility remained.

Instead, cold sweat streamed down him.

He leaned against the wall, half his body covered in frost. Worse, the cold had not merely stopped at the surface; it had frozen half of his organs, flesh, and bones.

If he had not relied on his one and only life-saving measure to flee, and used it to cling to his last breath, he probably would have died on the spot.

"Truly... terrifying... cough, cough!... Teacher... do you really intend to work with... such a dangerous monster...?"

Zhou Gongjin leaned against the wall and slowly slid down to sit on the ground, coughing up a few bloodstained ice shards from time to time.

To think he had cracked his Ghost Gate Dunjia after seeing it only once...

He could even wrap A-rank magic around his body for close-quarters strikes...

After taking that punch just now, though he had managed to escape, it was clear he did not have much time left.

The next morning.

Mahiro sat in the hotel's upscale restaurant, enjoying breakfast while also gazing out the window at the morning mist scenery around Mount Fuji in the distance.

Not to mention Sayaka was there with him.

"By the way, Sayaka, are you really okay eating that little?"

He looked curiously at the soft-yolk fried egg on Sayaka's plate, along with a slice of bread, a few vegetable leaves, and a serving of salad.

Even her drink was not the juice she had ordered when they met at the café.

It was a latte.

Could Sayaka be on a diet?

"Mm, I'm fine. This is enough." Sayaka nodded with half her face flushed and said, "Since I haven't been practicing kendo lately, I need to reduce how much I eat to maintain my weight."

"But Mahiro, you should eat more. You have a match today, and you also need to help underclassman Kitayama tune her CAD."

"Don't worry. I'm not as silly as you, Sayaka, eating so little at breakfast even though you know you're going to watch matches. Be careful not to get heatstroke during the games."

As he spoke, Mahiro scooped fried rice from his plate into his mouth. Beside it sat a steamer of xiaolongbao and a plate of fried noodles.

He did have a point, especially when it was still the height of summer and there were so many people watching the Nine Schools Competition.

Once the heat and excitement built up, someone passing out from heatstroke was no joke.

"Sigh, what a pair of idiot lovebirds. If you're going to show off your affection, at least pick the right time and place."

Suddenly, a discordant voice cut into their conversation.

They looked toward the sound and saw a head of glaring red hair.

"Why should I have to pick the right time and place? Rather, what about you guys? Why are you all sitting here like it's the most natural thing in the world?"

Mahiro swept his gaze around and retorted with a pair of dead-fish eyes.

This was supposed to be a breakfast date for just him and Sayaka, yet it had somehow turned into a team-building event!

"Oh, I just came to join the fun."

Erika said so, and the glasses-wearing girl beside her, Mizuki Shibata, nodded as well.

"I was dragged here by the president."

"...M-Me too."

The ones who spoke this time were Ichihara Suzune and Nakajo Azusa, who weakly raised her hand.

Besides them, Kitayama Shizuku, Mari Watanabe, and Mayumi Saegusa were also present.

If Mitsui Honoka and Miyuki had shown up too, then everyone he was familiar with really would have been here.

However, the reason those two had not come was not because they had read the room and felt too embarrassed.

According to Shizuku-chan, Honoka was sleeping in and could not get up.

As for Miyuki, for some reason, she had not come over to join them.

"What does it matter?"

Shifting his gaze, he saw Watanabe-senpai spear a cherry tomato with her fork and put it into her mouth before saying as if nothing were wrong, "Meals are livelier with more people. Mibu doesn't mind either, right?"

"Mm... It really is pretty nice for everyone to sit together and eat." Sayaka nodded in response.

Haki-Mari, you bastard...

Not only did she show absolutely none of the behavior a sick or injured person should have, she even said something like that as if it were perfectly natural!

Starting today, you're Third Wheel Number One!

Mahiro silently slapped a label onto Mari Watanabe.

However, judging from Sayaka's face, she indeed did not look unwilling.

Rather, this was her first time eating with so many people.

At school, although she had excellent looks, good grades among the Course 2 Students, and a decent personality, in truth, she did not even have a friend to eat lunch with.

Otherwise, she would not have been so easily deceived by Tsukasa, the captain of the Kendo Department.

So even if she felt regretful that she had not been able to have breakfast alone with Yotsuba Mahiro, from the bottom of her heart, she was still very happy to enjoy this time.

Mayumi Saegusa, however, looked at the two of them with a somewhat complicated gaze.

She once again remembered what her father had entrusted to her.

It seemed she was fated to fall into Mahiro's hands in this life, and judging from Mahiro's attitude, there would surely be a place for Mibu beside him as well.

She certainly was not the kind of bad woman who would break up a loving couple.

So...

At that thought, Mayumi gave up thinking, pulled herself together, and joined the conversation again.

"Speaking of which, Mahiro-kun, I heard the head of the Yotsuba Family came to the Nine Schools Competition venue yesterday. Is that true?"

"Seriously? You mean Maya Yotsuba, one of the strongest magicians?" Mari Watanabe was so shocked that even the cherry tomato on her fork fell off.

"Yeah, it's true. Sayaka, Shizuku, and Erika all saw her."

"Then... is everything all right?"

Hearing that worried tone and question, everyone stopped eating and all looked at Yotsuba Mahiro.

"What could happen?" Mahiro shrugged unconcernedly and said, "No matter what, that woman is still my mom. As the saying goes, 'even a vicious tiger won't eat its cubs.' Besides, she only came to watch the competition."

Of course, there was no way he could tell Mayumi about what had happened last night or his previous conversation with Maya.

Even if he was going to tell her, he would have to do it secretly in private.

"I see... Hearing you say that puts me at ease."

Mayumi truly had been worried for Mahiro, and she breathed a sigh of relief for him.

After all, the name Maya Yotsuba represented terror and mystery among the Ten Master Clans.

Even her father would have to give her a wide berth if he met her.

After breakfast, everyone began going about their own business.

Today was the fourth day of the Nine Schools Competition.

The official tournament was put on hold, and starting today, for five days, the Rookie Tournament—where only first-years competed for the championship—would be held.

The order of events was the same as in the official tournament.

So today's events were Speed Shooting—from preliminaries to finals—and Mirage Bat preliminaries.

Yotsuba Mahiro and Kitayama Shizuku were both contestants in the Speed Shooting Rookie Tournament.

However, he had the Saegusa Family's Bala in his possession, so the Speed Shooting event was easy for him.

So much so that after it ended, thanks to his outstanding appearance and superb magic, he perfectly inherited Mayumi Saegusa's title of "Fairy Sniper."

The problem was...

What the hell was a male fairy supposed to be?!

Was this some kind of shame-play or what?

His sense of shame instantly maxed out, and for a while, he even became a target of Mayumi's teasing.

And so, unable to take it anymore, he stayed in the Engineering Club room whenever he was not competing, pouring all his energy into Kitayama Shizuku.

"How does it feel? Any sense of obstruction or dizziness?"

Mahiro handed the calibrated competition-use rifle-type Casting Assistant Device to the girl for the final test.

"Mm... Perfect. Even smoother than my own."

Kitayama Shizuku said it expressionlessly, her tone without the slightest fluctuation.

If it had been anyone else, they probably would have thought she was being perfunctory, but after spending so much time with her, Mahiro knew very well that this was simply her personality.

This already counted as her expressing satisfaction.

If she had not been satisfied, she would only have silently handed the Casting Assistant Device back.

"I never thought you'd even bring out Senior Saegusa's perception-type magic, Multiple Observation, for me to use, Mahiro, and still make it run smoothly without the slightest dizziness. That's really impressive."