An hour passed in a silence broken only by the occasional scratch of a pen and whispered explanations.
The intensive study session finally reached a stopping point.
Takeshi stretched his arms high above his head until his joints let out a soft series of cracks.
“Haaaah!
That was amazing!
Yotsuba, I have to admit, your explanations make way more sense and are much easier to understand than the way those teachers drone on at the front of the class.
My head doesn’t feel like it’s about to explode for once.” Beside him, Fumino nodded with an enthusiasm rarely seen when she was facing a science book.
“I agree!
All this time, Kirisu-sensei has been trying to persuade me to give up on math and science.
She said I should fully devote myself to literature because that’s where my talent lies.
But I refused because that’s not where my dream is.” “It turns out Kirisu-sensei was wrong.
It’s not that I’m untalented; maybe it was just that her teaching methods didn’t suit me.” Kirisu Mafuyu was a counselor at Seirei Private Academy in the real world.
She adhered strictly to the principle that students should follow their natural gifts and must not let emotions or “unrealistic” dreams cloud their path to success.
Yuuta closed his physics book with a firm thud.
He looked at Fumino and Takeshi in turn.
“I don’t agree with Kirisu-sensei’s principle that people must be tethered to their innate talents without considering their own desires.” “To me, no child is truly stupid.
There are only those who haven’t had the chance to learn from a great teacher using the right methods.” Yuuta leaned back in his chair, his eyes drifting for a moment.
“Years ago, there was a great physicist and educator from Indonesia named Yohanes Surya.
He had a famous saying: ‘Find me the child considered the most foolish, and I will train them.'” That response left Takeshi and Fumino awestruck, listening intently as if they were absorbing a new revelation.
“He proved his theory by training children from the remote hinterlands of Papua who initially couldn’t even perform simple arithmetic.” “In a relatively short time, only about six months, those children were able to master advanced mathematics to the point of winning international science olympiads.
That professor was convinced that intelligence is not just a factor of heredity, but a pure result of an effective teaching process.” Fumino looked deeply moved, her eyes shimmering with a hint of tears.
“That’s wonderful…
Such dedication to education is truly admirable!” The story gave her new hope that she wouldn’t forever be an “amoeba” in the field of science.
Nonoa, who had been listening while taking notes, also appeared pensive.
“Hearing your story, it seems Kirisu-sensei’s ‘cold’ method really is too rigid for children with different dreams.” She murmured softly.
“If children in the remote hinterlands can win olympiads, then you should definitely be able to pass Magic High School, right, Furuhashi-san?” Fumino clenched her fists with determination.
“Yes!
I will prove that I can!” “By the way, Yotsuba.
You’re ranked first, which means the knowledge base in your brain is impressive.
Have you already started learning magic?” Takeshi’s casual question instantly shifted the atmosphere of the library.
Not just their group, but many other students in the library began to strain their ears.
Particularly the Ascendants who came from ordinary worlds without supernatural elements; knowing that someone with the same origins as them could already touch that extraordinary power made their feelings complex—a mix of envy, awe, and disbelief.
Even Yukino, sitting a few tables away from them, stopped writing and sharpened her hearing.
Nonoa immediately leaned closer toward Yuuta, resting her chin on his shoulder with a feigned, spoiled expression.
“Come on, Yuuta-kun…
tell us the truth.
Don’t be stingy about sharing secrets with your sweet ex-girlfriend, okay?” Yuuta remained calm, unbothered by Nonoa’s persistence or the dozens of pairs of eyes directed at him.
He answered with a single, short word.
“I can.” “EEEHHH?!” The exclamation of amazement burst simultaneously from Fumino and Takeshi’s mouths.
“Seriously?!
You can use it already?!” Takeshi shouted, his eyes bulging as he nearly jumped out of his chair.
“Show me!
Please, Yotsuba, just a little demonstration!” Fumino, however, looked more cautious, clutching her bag to her chest.
“W-wait a minute!
Is it safe to do it here?
If it’s magic that causes explosions or dangerous damage, shouldn’t we move to a training area?” Nonoa just giggled, ignoring Fumino’s worries.
“Yuuta-kun wouldn’t be that reckless, would he?
Come on, show us your coolest magic!” Yuuta let out a short breath, then gave a small nod.
“I don’t mind showing you.
This isn’t a dangerous spell, so there’s no need to change locations.” As if by a silent, unspoken agreement, all the students in the library suddenly stopped studying.
The sound of chairs scraping rang out as several people stood up to get a better vantage point.
They all wanted to witness with their own eyes how a fourth-grade elementary student used magic.
Yuuta picked up a thick reference book from the table.
With a casual motion, he tossed the book into the air.
*SWISH!* Under the tense gaze of the students, the book reached its highest point.
However, at the moment the book should have fallen back to the table’s surface due to the pull of gravity, a miracle occurred.
The heavy book seemed to slow down drastically mid-air.
The speed of its fall changed to a crawl, as if it were sinking through a very viscous liquid or moving as slowly as a snail.
“T-this is…” Takeshi gaped, his hand trembling as he reached out to touch the slowly drifting book.
“Incredible…
is gravity actually being manipulated?” Fumino murmured in disbelief.
She no longer saw the phenomenon as a dead formula on paper, but as a physical reality right before her eyes.
“He’s actually using magic…” For the other Ascendants, this sight was a tremendous mental blow.
While they were still struggling to understand the basics of science and crying over low exam scores, one of their own was already capable of interfering with information and altering the laws of physics.
That disparity in level felt suffocating, yet it also fueled their resolve not to end up as mere manual laborers.
Standing in a row of bookshelves a bit further away, Zaimokuza squinted at the slowly floating book.
“This power…
is it spatial gravity manipulation?
Or is it ‘Dark Matter’ enveloping the object to defy the laws of nature?” He muttered in a heavy tone, his chuunibyou side awakening instantly.
Beside him, Rikka reacted as well.
Her left eye sparkled with passion as she pointed dramatically at Yuuta.
“This is it!
Another user of the Eye of the Wicked Lord!
He is manipulating the object’s destiny through a forbidden contract!
That speed isn’t slowing down; time itself is being betrayed!” While the deluded ones were busy in their own worlds, Kouichi standing not far from them, immediately understood the technical reality behind the phenomenon.
He looked at Yuuta with an increasingly wary gaze, realizing just how vast the gap in their current abilities was.
“He’s already at that level…?
That’s Flash Cast!” Nonoa, who had been closest to Yuuta this whole time, only then noticed something was off.
She looked at Yuuta’s hands, then at his entire body.
“Wait a second, Yuuta-kun.
How can you do that without a CAD?” Nonoa’s question jolted Fumino and Takeshi.
Both of them snapped out of it and stared at Yuuta with wide eyes.
Based on their understanding from ACG culture references, a CAD functioned similarly to a magic wand or a focus medium so that a Magician could cast a spell.
Without that device, it should be impossible for a Magician to invoke magic.
“Magic without a support tool?
Isn’t that only in RPG games?” Takeshi asked in a tone of disbelief.
Yuuta only gave a thin smile as he watched the book slowly touch the table’s surface without a sound.
“I don’t need a CAD because I use one of the Yotsuba family’s secret techniques: Flash Cast.
As for the detailed mechanism, I’m sorry, but I can’t reveal that to you.” Though Yuuta didn’t say it, the reality was that Flash Cast was a secret technique that allowed members of the Yotsuba Clan to mentally “etch” an Activation Sequence image directly into their memory.
Normally, a Magician has to go through a long process: Psion signals are fed into the CAD, the CAD processes them into an Activation Sequence via electrical signals, and sends it back to the magician’s brain to be constructed into a Magic Sequence before the spell is finally released.
However, with Flash Cast, Yuuta skipped all that technical bureaucracy.
He called the Magic Sequence directly from his memory and began the spell-creation process instantly within his Magic Calculation Area.
This technique essentially eliminated the processing delay of the device, making him a Magician with terrifyingly fast activation speeds.
Technically, Flash Cast could be used for any magic, as long as the user was capable of etching that Activation Sequence into their brain.
However, due to the limits of human memory, it was usually restricted to spells with 5 processes or less.
“The spell I just used was Fixed Deceleration.” Yuuta explained briefly as the book finally came to a complete stop.
“This magic serves to instantly reduce the speed of a moving object; it’s typically used for safe landings or stopping projectiles coming toward you.” Fumino could only stand frozen, staring at Yuuta as if the man before her was no longer just a fellow student, but an existence that had already transcended the boundaries of ordinary humanity.
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