The Infinite Dimensions Starting from The Irregular at Magic High School

Mayumi held up one slender, jade-like finger and lightly tapped her lips, closing one eye in a playful smile.

Immediately after, she took a small terminal resembling a phone from inside her clothes and placed it on his desk.

It still carried Mayumi's faint, pleasant scent.

But when Mahiro saw it, he was a little surprised.

"What is this—?"

Mahiro had never imagined that Mayumi would actually give him a CAD!

She really was beautiful and generous...

And very rich!

Although it was an older "general-purpose" model, and seemed to be one his upperclassman had retired and no longer used.

It was still surprising enough.

After all, this was a CAD that had been used by the eldest daughter of the Saegusa Family. No matter how outdated the model was, how bad could it possibly be?

Mayumi also said as much.

Until he obtained a CAD of his own, he could keep using this one for the time being.

Only, when she said that, there was an obvious blush on Mayumi's face.

Mahiro could understand. After all, transferring a CAD to someone else was the same as exposing all of one's secrets to that person.

Even so, he still refused the invitation to join the Public Morals Committee.

Becoming some kind of pincer-attack maid sounded wonderful, but in reality it was exhausting. You even had to patrol every day.

Most importantly, club recruitment week was about to begin, and that was the most tiring time of all.

He would rather join a club and have some fun.

But Mayumi told him he did not have to answer right away, and could take his time considering it.

She also told him to come to the Student Council after school for CAD calibration.

"This feels like such a pain..."

It really was a pain.

Especially when school ended, and the situation developed into a complete mess.

After a day of settling in and getting to know one another, the small groups that acted together had basically already formed.

The good news was that the little group he belonged to had happily gained three more members.

Aside from his classmates Mitsui Honoka and Kitayama Shizuku, there was also Saijo Leonhart, who was in the same class as Shiba Tatsuya.

He was a very sturdy-looking guy who specialized in hardening magic.

But the bad news was that their little group had clashed with someone else.

Mahiro had originally arrived at the school gate planning to have Miyuki and the others leave first, only to witness—and even personally experience—this scene.

"Isn't it about time you gave up? Miyuki said she's going home with Yotsuba. What right do you have to butt in?"

"Who she's with is Miyuki's own freedom! What right do you have to decide for her?"

Mizuki was puffing out her adorable cheeks, loudly confronting the group blocking them.

"Being together or whatever... Mi-Mizuki, haven't you misunderstood something?"

Hearing Mizuki's words, Miyuki, who was being shielded behind Tatsuya, visibly grew flustered.

The cause of the incident was simple.

Because in the morning and at noon, the two small groups had already had several frictions. By the time school ended, these male classmates, full of envy, jealousy, and resentment, had come out looking for trouble.

At its core, aside from being infatuated with Miyuki's excellence and appearance, it was also their contempt for Course 2 Students.

They felt that someone as outstanding as Miyuki should not be mixing with Course 2 Students.

"Miyuki, we have something to discuss with you!"

"That's right, we're only borrowing a little of their time!"

Their self-centered remarks made Leo let out an overbearing laugh.

"Ha, you sure know how to talk to yourselves! If you really have something to say, wasn't recess enough?"

Erika also shot back with a mocking smile and tone.

"If you're discussing something, shouldn't you first get the person involved to agree? Ignoring Miyuki's wishes—how is that any kind of discussion? You're already high school students, yet you don't even understand something this simple. I'm really worried about your future for your parents."

"Shut up! Someone from another class—and a Weed on top of that—has no right to run her mouth about us Blooms!"

Because it carried discriminatory meaning, school rules prohibited students from using "Weed" to refer to Course 2 Students.

Although in most situations the rule had already become one in name only, even so, it should not have been used in such a public setting.

Hearing his outrageous words, all the Course 2 Students present glared furiously at that student.

The atmosphere grew tense for no clear reason, while the people across from them still seemed to be clinging to their sense of superiority.

And the first one to react to that term was, surprisingly, Mizuki, the huge-chested glasses girl who looked the most delicate of them all.

"You..."

But before she could say anything, she was suddenly pulled back.

"Yotsuba?!"

Mizuki was extremely surprised by Yotsuba Mahiro's sudden appearance.

As he stopped Mizuki, he stepped forward and said, "Let me handle this."

"You? What's so impressive about just happening to earn Senior Saegusa's favor? You're nothing but an abandoned child of the Yotsuba Family! I don't know what low trick you used to sneak in among us Course 1 Students, but a reject loser like you should've been sent to the weeds! You don't deserve to be at Miyuki's side at all!"

The leader, Morisaki Shun, glared furiously at Yotsuba Mahiro as he stepped out, not showing the slightest courtesy in his words.

His surname came from the Morisaki Family, one of the lower-ranked families among the "Hundred Families," known for speed-attack magic.

And those utterly rude words had already enraged quite a few people present. At the very least, Miyuki reacted to them, anger showing faintly on her face as she took out her CAD.

A massive cluster of psions was faintly coiling around the area.

However, Mahiro stopped her.

"Haha, what an interesting way to put it!" He took a step forward. Though Mahiro was smiling at the other party's warning-like words, the anger in his voice was still audible.

"Yotsuba, don't do anything reckless! Using magic on someone without permission violates school rules. We should call the Public Morals Committee to handle this," Honoka hurriedly said, tugging at Mahiro.

"That's right. This isn't the school arena," Kitayama Shizuku added with a blank expression.

"Do I need magic to teach them a lesson? You're giving them way too much credit."

Mahiro let out a disdainful sneer.

That simple sentence instantly made the air around them freeze.

It ignited the already thick smell of gunpowder in the air.

"Oh dear, this is bad," Erika muttered softly, holding her head.

She knew very well that those arrogant Course 1 Students, many of whom carried "noble" bloodlines and had borne the reputation of geniuses since childhood, would definitely be enraged after suddenly being mocked like that by Yotsuba Mahiro.

But anyone could see the smile on her face.

And her hand had already slipped into the inner pocket of her jacket, pulling out a telescopic baton.

"Haha, you've got guts saying that. Then I absolutely must ask you for a lesson!"

As an honor student, Morisaki Shun aimed the barrel of his handgun-shaped CAD at Yotsuba Mahiro amid the screams of the surrounding students.

Then he pulled the trigger.

Clearly visible psion waves enveloped Morisaki Shun, and the magic rapidly took shape under a simple activation sequence that prioritized speed.

"Idiot. Don't you know that within five meters, a fist is faster than magic?"

Just as everyone thought Mahiro was about to be sent flying by Morisaki Shun's magic, Mahiro's figure suddenly vanished.

He stirred up a gust of wind and appeared in front of Morisaki Shun as if he had teleported.

The two were so close that the panic on the other's face was perfectly clear.

"Did he release an acceleration spell in advance?"

"No. That was speed Mahiro achieved purely with his body."

As the deadpan loli and Miyuki exchanged that question and answer, Mahiro had already made his move.

Under the other party's panicked, terrified gaze, his long, slender hand shot out like lightning, grabbed Morisaki Shun by the face, and in the next instant, slammed him viciously into the ground!

Hearing that huge, teeth-aching thud and seeing the sight of the ground shattering under his head...

Even Erika, who had been planning to step in, and Leo, who was about to activate hardening magic, froze.

This Yotsuba guy was just a tiny bit ruthless.

"So Yotsuba is this strong?"

"Yotsuba won't beat him to death, right?" Honoka could not help worrying as she looked at the miserable scene before her.

"He won't." Kitayama Shizuku shook her head and said with certainty, "Yotsuba should know how to hold back."

"Ha, and here I thought you were something special. Turns out you're this fragile."

Yotsuba Mahiro's sinister chuckle made Kitayama Shizuku and Honoka look at each other.

All right. Now she was not sure anymore.

Especially when she saw Mahiro grab Morisaki Shun by the head, yank him straight out, then slam him heavily into the ground again as if cracking an egg.

The scene of carnage was simply too gruesome to look at.

In just a few hits, Morisaki Shun's face was already covered in blood, and he had lost several teeth.

The commotion spread outward from where they stood.

Among the surrounding crowd, aside from Morisaki Shun's companions, who cast hostile yet frightened looks at Yotsuba Mahiro, the rest of the onlookers remained silent.

"Are you... are you kidding me?! N-no, you're just some castoff from your family, a lousy bottom-ranker... So what if you know a little martial arts?!"

See? Even their tough talk had lost all conviction.

The people who should have stepped forward to surround him now stood as if rooted to the spot, unable to move at all.

In fact, the fact that they could still remain where they were was already proof enough of their courage.

Not to mention that after hearing what they said, one simple glance back from Mahiro nearly scared them limp.

He was practically a demon!

"Stop!"

"Mahiro, underclassman, please stop! If you keep going, you're going to beat that student to death!"

Two sharp female voices suddenly rang out.

The one who addressed him as an underclassman was none other than Mayumi Saegusa.

And the one who issued the warning was the tall, short-haired upperclassman beside her, Mari Watanabe.

Perhaps because she had never expected to meet him under these circumstances, Mari's attitude toward him was extremely... cold.

"You're Yotsuba Mahiro, correct? I'm Mari Watanabe. Now, in my capacity as the Public Morals Committee Chair, I'm asking you to come with us!"

Since the Public Morals Committee had arrived, Mahiro naturally stopped beating Morisaki Shun.

But go with her?

"Sorry, but may I ask which school rule I violated?"

"Using magic to attack another person outside of self-defense, of course. That's not merely a violation of school rules—it's already a criminal act!"

Mari Watanabe reprimanded him, and placed her hand on the CAD at her wrist.