The Irregular at Magical Worlds

"It is certainly possible that some people choose to take risks."

As Fujibayashi Kyoko drove, she explained to Kushima Mitsunori, since in her eyes Kushima Mitsunori was still young and had never been exposed to this kind of thing before, so he might not understand the gamblers' desperate mentality.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter anyway. They're all a bunch of trash, so it's good to deal with them."

After reading the document, Mitsunobu Kushima put it back in the car's briefcase and started fiddling with his CAD software.

Looking at Kushima Mitsunori, she remembered the phone call she received from Shiba Tatsuya in the underground parking lot earlier.

"Lieutenant Fujibayashi, I need your help investigating something."

"Oh dear! Tatsuya-kun, this isn't my work time!"

“I know I need your help to investigate who is behind this nine-school battle. I have already received Major Kazama’s permission for that.”

"Tatsuya-kun, you don't need to investigate this matter anymore; someone else has already taken care of it."

Shiba Tatsuya paused for a moment on the other end of the phone, then replied with "I understand" before hanging up.

"I have a feeling that something bad is going to happen to these two soon."

Kyoko Fujibayashi muttered to herself, it was just her sixth sense and there were no real clues, but if that day really came, she would undoubtedly stand on her brother's side.

Although she admired Shiba Tatsuya, it was not as important as her own blood relatives.

"arrive."

Kyoko Fujibayashi parked the car and called to Mitsunobu Kushima, who was already taking a nap.

Kushima Mitsunori, who was in a light sleep, woke up immediately, picked up his CAD and put on the wireless headset that Fujibayashi Kyoko had prepared for him.

"Don't you need me to go up with you?"

Kyoko Fujibayashi, who was also wearing a headset, said.

"No need, I'll be down in ten minutes."

Along with the sound of the car door closing, there was the sound of a response to Kyoko Fujibayashi's words.

This is a commercial building, and even though it's late at night, the mall is still packed with people. Normally, someone dressed in such an atmosphere and holding a handgun would definitely be mistaken for a terrorist!

However, his disguise magic had long been mastered to perfection, making it easy for him to disappear from the sight of crowds or be observed by surveillance cameras.

Just as Mitsunobu Kushima and Kyoko Fujibayashi had predicted, several burly bodyguards in the top-floor room were staring intently at the screen.

"Alright, let me get started!"

Kyoko Fujibayashi, sitting in the driver's seat, reached out her small hand and switched the control panel to information terminal mode.

What should have been an ordinary family car on the market has been completely transformed by Kyoko Fujibayashi.

Kyoko Fujibayashi's vehicle is equipped with a fairly advanced intelligence terminal, and its computing power is even comparable to that of a high-end military combat command vehicle.

However, only a device with this kind of performance can unleash the full power of Kyoko Fujibayashi as an electronic witch.

"Alright, the intrusion is complete. All wireless signals have been completely cut off."

Kyoko Fujibayashi told Mitsunori Kushima through her earpiece that they could begin their operation.

"learn!"

Kushima Mitsunori, who had been lurking outside the headless dragon's room for some time, replied.

Kyoko Fujibayashi also silently turned the volume of her headset up to the maximum.

"Spare me!"

"Let me go!"

Through the earphones, Kyoko Fujibayashi could only hear mournful cries and repeated pleas for mercy.

"Everything's taken care of. Kyoko-nee, please have someone come and clean up the mess!"

It probably only took less than thirty seconds! Kushima Mitsunobu's cold voice replaced the screams and cries and entered Fujibayashi Kyoko's ears.

"As expected of you, Guangxuan! You actually dealt with the third-generation enhanced human that the headless dragon had spent a lot of money to get from the United States so quickly!"

Kyoko Fujibayashi spoke with admiration, while also greeting the people who had been waiting near the building.

"It's nothing, they're just gorillas who rely on brute force."

Just as the Kushima family's special forces went up to dispose of the body, Kushima Mitsunori got back into Fujibayashi Kyoko's car.

"Let's go back! Today has taken far too long."

"Ha, you shouldn't say that to me when I'm being forced to work overtime because of you!"

"And now I have to take you back. I'm practically your personal driver now."

Kushima Mitsunori paid no attention to Fujibayashi Kyoko's complaints and went straight to sleep after getting into the car.

When he gets back, he still needs to greet Thirteen Shu Gang, who has come from afar, and briefly discuss tactics for facing the Three Highs team.

So he's not in the mood to listen to Kyoko Fujibayashi's complaints right now.

"You child, really..."

P.S.: Originally, I was going to have the excellent utility character, Shiba Tatsuya, handle this minor character, but after thinking about it, I decided to let the protagonist do it instead.

I just received criticism a couple of days ago, so I added this chapter at the last minute.

I'm still asking for votes and follows. Thank you everyone.

Chapter Fifty-Seven: At Least It Can't Come Out of Our Mouths

On the morning of the second day, Kushima Mitsunori finally ended his two-day streak of sleeping in and arrived at the No. 1 High School's competition camp on time.

Even at this early morning, the No. 1 High School's camp was already bustling with people, with technicians and athletes preparing for the morning's competition.

"Kuangxuan-kun, thank you very much for recommending me to play in this Nine Schools Battle."

As soon as Kushima Mitsunori entered the tent, Juzabu Tsuyoshi, who had been sitting upright at the table, immediately gave him a deep bow.

"As I said yesterday, this has nothing to do with our friendship. I chose you simply because of your abilities."

He originally intended to talk to Shisan Shugang as soon as he returned to the hotel yesterday, but by the time Shisan Shugang arrived at the hotel it was already past midnight, so he repeatedly asked that it was too late to disturb him and hoped to wait until tomorrow morning, which led to the scene before us.

Kushima Mitsunori quickly helped Jujitsu Tsuyoshi up; he really had no way to deal with Jujitsu Tsuyoshi's overly serious personality.

"I heard that close-quarters combat restrictions have been lifted for this competition, is that right?"

Thirteen Tsukasa straightened up again and said in a somewhat excited tone.

Although he had already learned of this news over the phone yesterday, and only then was he certain that he could participate in the Nine Schools Tournament.

This news excited him so much that he couldn't believe it was true even in the morning!

"Of course! If this restriction isn't removed, Xiao Gang, you won't be able to unleash your full potential!"

Having received an affirmative answer, Shisan Shu regained his serious expression, though his hands clenched into fists beneath his sleeves.

"Let's get started! Although time is a bit tight, I'll adjust the CAD settings for you first!"

"understood."

Although he had never seen Kushima Mitsunori debug CAD, the current Juzo Tsuyoshi trusted him immensely, showing a spirit of loyalty to a friend to the death.

"So my responsibility during the competition is to protect the stone tablet?"

Wearing only a pair of underwear, Juzaku Tsuyoshi lay on the adjustment table and spoke to Kushima Mitsunori, who was on the terminal screen.

In fact, dressing like this is the normal situation. After all, wearing too many clothes will slightly hinder the flow of energy between the body parts. This is also why most magicians will find technicians of the same gender to make adjustments.

"Well, after all, Xiao Gang, your [Spell Decomposition] is really useful. I feel more at ease with you standing in front of the stone tablet."

"Of course, if Origin George also sends out his own team, you'll be responsible for defeating him!"

"His most proficient technique, [Invisible Bullet], is completely useless against your full-body [Spell Disintegration]!"

This is the source of Kushima Mitsunori's confidence that with the addition of the thirteen beams to {Secret Stele Decoding}, victory would be easily achieved.

Although Thirteen Tsurugi cannot use any long-range attack magic, his contact-type [Spell Disintegration] can cause any long-range attack magic to collapse the moment it hits him.

Isn't a person standing in front of a stone tablet a natural human shield?

“I understand. I will definitely create a one-on-one situation for you, Mitsunori, with the prince of the Ichijo family.”

Thirteen Tsukasa immediately understood what Kushima Mitsunori meant and made a guarantee to Kushima Mitsunori.

"That's it. As long as no one interferes with me, I will bring you victory."

Sitting in the chair, Mitsunobu Kushima raised an eyebrow and spoke, his fingers moving rapidly.

This was the first time he had ever seen such a [technique disassembly]. If it weren't for the activation formula in the thirteen-beam dedicated CAD as a reference, he wouldn't have been able to construct such a complex activation formula in such a short time.

If it were a normal [spell disintegration], he would certainly have no problem with it. In the end, it was just about stabilizing a large number of thought blocks and then breaking through the enemy's spell in an instant.

The construction of the technique itself is not difficult; the difficulty lies in mastering it, which requires extremely strong control over the mind.

However, the disintegration of the thirteen beams of magic was achieved by using thick quantum armor covering the body to resist the invasion of magical spells.

If we compare [Spell Disintegration] to a cannon, then the thirteen beams of contact-type [Spell Disintegration] are an impregnable fortress.

Moreover, this protective barrier lacked any intelligence-based structure; it simply consisted of a large number of thoughts haphazardly draped over the body.

That's why it's necessary to add a lot of divergent and convergent magic to the original activation formula to stabilize the shape of the thought armor.

The CAD adjustments took a full three hours to complete. Afterwards, Mitsuaki Kushima, Tsuyoshi Juzutsu, and another participating student briefly practiced their coordination on the training field.

After a brief training session, the three dispersed to rest. After all, it was too short to try out more training combinations, and it was more important to be in good mental condition for tomorrow's competition.

After the training ended, Kushima Mitsunobu went to the camp of the three high school students and called someone over. They are now sitting in the lobby downstairs in the hotel.

"How are your top students doing now?"

After taking a sip of black tea, Ichijo Masahiro asked Kushima Mitsunori with a hint of concern. He had been watching the competition live and had witnessed the tragic state of the students at Ichigo High School.

Even though they weren't classmates at the same school, being fellow magicians didn't stop him from showing some concern.

"Two of them are alright, but the third one might lose his qualifications as a magician!"

"I heard that he woke up and no longer feels any longing for his son."