After a long silence in the study, Genzou finally gave a small nod, signaling to his younger brother.
“Motosuke, take him now.
We must confirm through medical data whether he has been blessed with an Innate Talent.” “Of course, Nii-san.” Motosuke replied with a thin smile.
He then turned to Yuuta.
“Come on, Yuuta.
There’s one more place we must visit before you can truly rest.” Motosuke led Yuuta out of the Main House, walking along the footpaths of Yotsuba Village toward a building that looked sterile and modern at the corner of the village.
The place was the clan’s specialized medical facility.
Although not large, it was equipped with advanced apparatus on par with the top research hospitals in the world.
What was the purpose of Yuuta being examined?
The goal was to identify whether he possessed an Innate Talent.
An Innate Talent is a distinctive power present from birth, an anomaly that cannot be obtained through even the hardest training.
As is already known, magic is not an unmeasurable supernatural phenomenon, but rather a technical process that occurs within the brain through the Magic Calculation Area.
The Magic Calculation Area is a part of the subconscious that functions to rewrite the Eidos (the structural information of an object) through a magic activation sequence.
Every person is born with a different capacity, which determines processing speed, interference scale, and the number of spells that can be processed simultaneously.
Some individuals are born as Born Specialized.
This means their Magic Calculation Areas are naturally extremely powerful in one specific type of magic, but this often results in them being unable to use other types of magic normally.
The previous affinity test report showed that Yuuta was compatible with all magic classifications.
This meant that if he possessed an Innate Talent, it could be certain that his Magic Calculation Area was at a truly formidable level compared to other members of the Yotsuba Clan.
Therefore, Yuuta had to undergo a thorough neurological scan to observe his neural structure and Psion patterns.
◆━⊰✿✧✿⊱━◆ Wearing patient clothes, Yuuta emerged from the examination room and was greeted by Motosuke, who patted his shoulder familiarly.
“Okay.
Everything is finished.
The results will be out in an hour.
You may go.” “Understood.
Goodbye, Uncle Motosuke.” After returning to the changing room to put on his school uniform, Yuuta was escorted back to the main residence by a maid.
“Take me to the library.” Upon arriving at the main house, Yuuta did not head straight to his room to relax.
Instead of resting, he gave an order to the maid accompanying him to lead the way to the library.
“Understood, Young Master.
Please follow me.” The maid replied obediently.
She did not ask a single question, carrying out her duty efficiently.
“…” They walked quite a distance from the main entrance, passing through long, silent corridors and several lush inner courtyards before finally arriving in front of a pair of double doors made of heavy oak.
With a deft movement, the maid opened the doors, allowing Yuuta to step into the authoritative silence.
The library was a treasure trove of knowledge.
Ceiling-high wooden shelves were lined up neatly, filled with thousands of books whose aroma—a mixture of old paper and fresh ink—filled the room.
Every shelf had highly detailed information labels regarding the categories of books there, making it easy for Yuuta to find what he was looking for without wasting time.
Yuuta immediately stepped toward the rows of shelves containing physics books.
His eyes scanned the titles on the neatly arranged spines, looking for material suitable for his current level yet challenging enough to accelerate his understanding.
Clearly, his goal was to study!
Human desire is like a boulder rolling down a mountain; once it starts, it cannot be stopped.
Yuuta realized that he now had the access and resources to achieve the extraordinary power he had always craved.
He cherished every passing second, determined to master magic as quickly as possible.
In this world, studying science was an absolute requirement that could not be compromised.
The mechanism of magic here was technical and scientific, very different from the magic in fantasy isekai worlds that might only rely on imagination or feeling.
Without a mature understanding of physics and calculation, the great potential one possessed would be in vain.
After gathering a dozen thick books, Yuuta brought them to a large table in the corner of the room.
He sat down, opened the first page, and began to study with such deep concentration—as if his life depended on every line of text he read.
◆━⊰✿✧✿⊱━◆ At the same time, a similar situation was occurring in the orphanage dormitory where most of the other Ascendants lived.
For those with broad insight, the importance of increasing their academic understanding was not something that could be negotiated.
They realized the reality that if the elementary level subjects in this world were already equivalent to the difficulty level of high school students in the real world, then completing the mission that required them to enroll in a First High School later would be a Hell-Level difficulty in a video game analogy.
Out of the thirty Ascendants, fourteen were lucky enough to have relatives caring for them.
The rest, the other sixteen, had to share a roof at the orphanage with hundreds of local orphans who were much larger in number.
However, out of those dozen or so people, only two Ascendants were seen in the quiet dormitory library.
They were Yukinoshita Yukino and Furuhashi Fumino.
Both looked serious as they flipped through basic literature, trying to catch up on the information that served as the foundation of their existence in this world.
What about the other Ascendants?
Most of them chose the path of escapism.
They locked themselves in their rooms and buried their faces under their pillows, falling into a deep sleep with the futile hope that when they woke up tomorrow morning, all this madness would be just a long nightmare.
Meanwhile, the beyond-help Chuunibyou duo, Takanashi Rikka and Zaimokuza Yoshiteru, were instead absorbed in accessing the internet in their room.
With sparkling eyes, they watched video clips of Magicians using magic in the real world.
Instead of studying, they were busy fantasizing about cool hand gestures and incantations they could shout in the future, as if that power would fall from the sky without hard effort.
“…” Sitting at her own chair, a thick physics book was spread wide on the table in front of her.
The girl with long blue hair and bangs neatly swept to the right, along with a distinctive white headband, looked to be in an unhealthy state.
Her golden-brown eyes were spinning like mosquito coil patterns, a sign that her brain had reached its maximum threshold.
Furuhashi Fumino, the girl known as the “Sleeping Beauty of the Literary Forest” because of her genius in the fields of literature and art—combined with her stunning beauty—now looked very fragile.
“Eidos…
Psion…
Phenomenon rewriting using activation sequences based on the laws of four-dimensional thermodynamics…” Fumino murmured those modern physics terms with a bitter tone.
To her, those words felt like a foreign language from another planet that held absolutely no meaning.
She held her head with an expression of frustration, realizing how dire the situation she faced in this world was.
“My goal is to pursue a degree in astronomy to find a certain star…
the star I believe is the reincarnation of my late mother.
That is my only dream…
Why am I involved in this nonsensical ‘death game’?
I want to go home…” she whispered softly to herself.
Fumino stared at the stack of science books before her with a pained gaze.
“But with my weakness in science subjects like mathematics, physics, and chemistry…
I definitely won’t survive in this world, right?
I don’t want to end up as ‘trash’ on the battlefield before I can make my dream come true.
I really don’t want to die here…” Fumino buried her face on the table, almost crying.
“Even though I haven’t had the chance to realize my dream.
I don’t want my life to just end in this strange place without ever seeing that star again…” In that silent library, Fumino’s fear echoed softly.