"Yotsuba Student won't kill him, will he?" Honoka couldn't help but worry as she looked at the tragic scene before her.
"No," Kitayama Shizuku shook her head, affirming, "Yotsuba Student should know how to hold back."
"Ha, I thought you were so great, but it turns out you're so easily defeated."
The cackling laughter from Yotsuba Mahiro made Kitayama Shizuku and Honoka exchange glances.
Well, now she wasn't so sure.
Especially when she saw Mahiro grab Morisaki Shun's head, pull him straight up, and then, like cracking an egg, violently slam him back down onto the ground.
The tragic scene was simply unbearable to witness.
In just a few blows, Morisaki Shun was already covered in blood, and a few of his teeth were missing.
The commotion expanded, centered around their location.
Among the surrounding crowd, besides Morisaki Shun's companions who cast unfriendly and fearful glances at Yotsuba Mahiro, the rest of the onlookers remained silent.
"You... you must be kidding! You're just an outcast of a family, a mere dropout... what's so great about knowing some martial arts?!"
You see, even his threats lacked conviction.
The few people who should have rushed forward to gang up on him were now rooted to the spot, unable to move.
It should be said that being able to remain in place was already enough to prove their courage.
Not to mention, after hearing their words, Mahiro's simple glance back almost made them collapse to the ground in fear.
He was simply a devil!
"Stop!"
"Masaru-senpai, stop quickly! If you continue, that student will be beaten to death!"
Two sharp shouts suddenly rang out.
The one who called him Senior Nanagusa was none other than Nanagusa Mayumi.
And the one issuing the warning was the tall, short-haired Senior Watanabe Mari, who was with her.
Perhaps not expecting to meet him in such a situation, Mori's attitude towards him was very... cold.
"Yotsuba Mahiro, right? I am Watanabe Mari, and now, as the head of the Public Morals Committee, I ask you to come with us!"
Since the Public Morals Committee had arrived, Mahiro naturally stopped his brutal beating of Morisaki Shun.
But go with her?
"Excuse me, which school rule did I violate?"
"Naturally, it's using magic to attack others in a non-self-defense situation. This is not only a violation of school rules, but also a criminal act!"
Watanabe Mari reprimanded, placing her hand on the CAD on her wrist.
If Yotsuba Mahiro attempted to resist, she would not hesitate to activate her sequence and suppress the scene.
But Mahiro's answer was quite unexpected.
"Oh, if that's the case, then I can't go with you, because I didn't use magic at all, so it doesn't count as a disciplinary violation."
"What?!"
Watanabe Mari frowned unhappily. "You beat someone up like that, and you didn't use magic?!"
Under Mayumi's recommendation, she had originally held a good impression of Yotsuba Mahiro.
But now.
If he was such a person, then she would have to reconsider whether to recruit him into the Disciplinary Committee.
"Of course." Yotsuba Mahiro clapped his hands and said nonchalantly, "This is pure physical combat. All the students around can testify for me."
"And Senior Mayumi should also be able to prove it. She just handed me the CAD this morning, and I haven't had time to debug it. How could I cast magic?"
Hearing him drag her into it, Mayumi couldn't help but show a wry smile, but still stepped forward to explain:
"That's right, Mori, Mahiro just got his CAD this morning. He originally planned to debug it after school, and Azusa-chan has been waiting in the Student Council for a long time for that."
After speaking, Mayumi looked at Mahiro, a smile on her face that seemed to imply, "You owe me one."
"Is that really true?"
Hearing her good friend come out to help smooth things over, Mori frowned slightly, then glanced at the victim and the perpetrator, and couldn't help but ask:
"What about CAD-less casting then?"
That's right, CAD is just an aid for mages to cast spells, like a magic wand.
But without this aid, some highly skilled mages can still read activation sequences through their brains and perform wandless casting.
"That's even more impossible, you idiot. The Morisaki family is famous for their quick-casting magic."
It was Erika who spoke. Although Watanabe Mari was her senior, she wasn't polite at all, and there was even a hint of subtle sarcasm and hostility.
At this, Mori could no longer say anything in rebuttal.
After all, CAD-less casting surpassing the quick-casting magic of the Morisaki family was clearly unrealistic.
This matter was hastily concluded, no one was punished, and Morisaki Shun was carried to the infirmary by several people working together.
And Yotsuba Mahiro was still taken to the Student Council.
But not for punishment, but for debugging his CAD.
"Mahiro, let me introduce you. This is the chairperson of the Disciplinary Committee, Watanabe Mari."
Inside the Student Council, Mayumi enthusiastically introduced the only two people remaining in the room to him.
"Hello, Senior Watanabe, I am Yotsuba Mahiro from Class 1-A. I apologize for the trouble I caused earlier."
"Yes, I know you. Mayumi told me a lot about you, but don't misunderstand, I wasn't targeting you just now, it was just business, don't take it to heart."
Seeing that they seemed to have reconciled, Mayumi went to a petite girl, patted her head, and introduced her with a mischievous smile:
"Next, this is Nakajo Azusa, the secretary of our Student Council, commonly known as Azusa-chan."
She was even more petite than Senior Mayumi, and with a baby face, she looked just like an elementary school student.
"President… please, please don't call me 'Azusa-chan' in front of Mahiro. I have the position of a senior too!"
Her voice was also soft and sweet, and her small hands waved up and down in dissatisfaction.
Although it might not have been her intention, her slightly upturned, moist eyes made her look as if she was pouting and about to cry.
So cute, one punch and she'd cry for a long time, wouldn't she?
Compared to the title of senior, she seemed more suited to be called a mascot; just standing there made one feel an urge to bully her.
However, Mahiro wasn't malicious enough to bully an elementary school student, so he politely greeted her:
"Nice to meet you, Senior Nakajo. Please take care of me from now on."
"Ah, hello, Mahiro!"
Nakajo Azusa seemed to be treated with such respect by a junior for the first time, and her delicate face showed a look of satisfaction and happiness.
She's really easy to read.
A mascot, indeed.
"Then, without further ado, let's ask Azusa-chan to help Mahiro adjust his CAD."
"O-Okay, President, leave it to me."
While the two seniors were talking amongst themselves, Mahiro spoke up to refuse: "No, thank you. Let me do it myself."
"Eh?"
Mayumi was clearly stunned by his words and couldn't help but ask, "Mahiro, you know how to debug CAD?"
"Ah, I learned a bit from my landlord. I just need to borrow the equipment."
After all, he didn't have a private workshop at home like Shiba Tatsuya.
And debugging CAD is actually a very simple process: it's about organizing the magic activation sequences stored inside the CAD and sorting them according to personal habits and preferences.
For example, the general-purpose type Mayumi gave him can usually store 99 activation sequences.
These need to be organized, useless magic deleted, and then the user's precise parameters recorded and overwritten.
He had long been intimately familiar with these tasks.
However, the technique he displayed left the three seniors dumbfounded.
"Ah…"
In the workshop, Nakajo Azusa let out a somewhat unladylike, dazed sound when she saw the screen Mahiro was operating.
Mayumi and Mori, upon seeing it, tightly covered their mouths, barely managing to restrain themselves from making a sound.
Mori wasn't skilled in this kind of technical work, so she didn't know what he was doing, only that it was impressive without understanding why.
As the young lady of the Saegusa family, Mayumi had naturally systematically learned how to calibrate CADs and usually did it herself.
But this method before her, she was seeing for the first time.
Pulling out all the source code and recompiling it.
What was displayed on the screen was not the expected measurement result charts, but countless rapidly scrolling strings of characters.
She could barely make out scattered numbers, her gaze unable to keep up with the speed of the scrolling strings.
Even if Mayumi didn't understand the meaning of the source code, she could grasp how incredibly skilled this Mahiro was.
And Azusa-chan stared at the screen without blinking, afraid of missing any detail.
The three of them couldn't help but think at the same time—
So, he was actually that amazing?