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"...Sigh, that's how it is."

Even Mayumi felt a headache when she received this notification.

In response to the unfairness raised by various schools, the committee forcibly elevated the A-level destructive magic "Clouds Disperse and Mist Dissipates" to the tactical level!

It clearly didn't reach that scale at all!

"The committee really went too far."

"Yes, the fact that the ice pillar attack and defense was banned because the magic was too powerful is indeed the first time in the history of the Nine Schools Battle."

Mori, Ichihara Suzune, and the other upperclassmen were all very dissatisfied with the Nine Schools Battle Committee's decision.

Isn't this bias a bit too blatant?

"What does it matter?"

Just when everyone was both angry and helpless, Makoto's voice rang out softly.

"It's just that these few schools can't afford to play this game. So what if they ban 'Clouds Disperse and Mist Vanishes'? Do they really think I only know how to use this one spell?"

"Since the other schools have chosen to play this way, let's hope they don't regret it in tomorrow's game."

Mahiro maintained a smile throughout his speech.

But no one thought it was a smile.

It was more like the calm before the storm.

"Junior, what are you doing? Don't be impulsive..."

Mayumi was very worried at this moment, fearing that Shinji might do something foolish, such as attacking the Nine Schools Battle Committee.

Based on her understanding of Mahiro, she is indeed capable of doing it...

Mahiro smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, senpai, nothing will happen. I'm not that stupid."

After the impromptu meeting at No. 1 High School ended, Mahiro left the camp area and returned to the hotel.

However, just as he was about to take the elevator back to his room, he was blocked by two students from the Third High School.

They are all boys.

One of them looked very familiar; he resembled Suzaku Kururugi who had wandered onto the wrong set.

Mayumi had introduced him to the explosive prince from the Ichijo family.

The other person was slightly shorter, but perhaps because the school upheld a strong emphasis on combat skills, he did not give the impression of being weak; instead, he appeared quite resolute.

The two didn't seem to be taking the elevator; they looked more like they were looking for him, and they walked straight towards him.

"Hello, I am Masaki Ichijo, a first-year student at Third High School."

The taller boy spoke first, his tone carrying an air of arrogance that seemed to emanate from above, but it wasn't intentional; rather, it was a quality that had been cultivated over the years.

His eyes were fixed on Makoto.

"I am also a first-year student at Third High School, and my name is Kichijoji Shinkuro."

The shorter boy, speaking politely but with a defiant look in his eyes, uttered his classically styled name.

While there was no malice, let alone hostility, it wasn't exactly friendly either.

"Hello, I'm Yotsuba Mahiro, from No. 1 High School."

Out of habitual politeness, Mahiro calmly replied.

Then asked:

"Judging from your expressions, it seems you two have been waiting for me? Is there anything you wish to instruct me on?"

P.S.: This is my last attempt to climb the charts; I'll leave it to fate!

You should have something to say in Chapter 48, right?

At the same time, in Yokohama's Chinatown.

Although it wasn't exactly a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, the table was laden with a full Chinese meal made from various expensive ingredients, and a group of people sat around it with gloomy and irritable expressions.

The luxurious decor, dominated by red and gold, even accentuated the unpleasant expressions on the faces of these people.

"...Wasn't it said that this year's Nine Schools Tournament was advantageous to Third High School? How come First High School suddenly emerged as a dark horse with a temporary engineer? Not only is the CAD he calibrated excellent, but he also tampered with the magic of the Seven Grass Clan of the Ten Masters, and has even become the dark horse champion of the Ice Pillar Attack and Defense event!"

This isn't what we planned!

We should have sent more people from the beginning, so that this damned First High School could cause even more losses!

They were speaking in English.

"We need to find a way to get this person to withdraw from the competition. I don't want to see someone like this appear in the next competition."

These people clearly exhibit characteristics of Eurasian mixed-race individuals.

Everyone was like Commander Ikari, resting their chins on their hands.

"That's right. If the favorite wins this time, we bookmakers will lose everything."

"This round of betting has particularly attracted many high-roller clients. Even for us, the stakes we have to pay are definitely not small. This period's revenue will see a significant shortfall, and as a result..."

Those present exchanged somber glances.

"...Everyone present will be targeted for elimination by headquarters. Depending on the amount of damage, the leader may personally take action."

One of them looked up at the gold-embroidered hanging scroll depicting a dragon coiling in the air and whispered this in a low voice.

An oppressive silence hung heavy above everyone's heads.

"...I've already done it."

Suddenly someone said, "His magic has been banned through the Nine Schools Battle Committee, but it's difficult to completely eliminate him. Neither of the two projects he participated in required CAD checks."

"Just who is this student?!"

Some people had already begun to grit their teeth, suppressing their anger.

"Yotsuba Mahiro is said to be a body-adjusting mage of the Yotsuba family, but he is currently being abandoned by the Yotsuba main family."

"A four-leaf clover...magician...."

The people present seemed to realize something, their breath caught in their throats, and their faces turned extremely pale.

"In that case, let the other athletes from No. 1 High School withdraw from the competition! For example, Watanabe Mari, who will be participating in the surfing speed race semi-finals tomorrow."

"agree."

"agree."

"Then it's her! We'll do whatever it takes to make Watanabe withdraw from the competition!"

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The competition proceeded as scheduled the following day.

As always, the contestants' CAD files need to be sent to the committee for scanning and inspection.

On the first day, because of Mayumi-senpai, Watanabe-senpai delivered it herself. Today, the semi-final of the ice pillar attack and defense happened to be a little later, so Yotsuba Mahiro dutifully fulfilled his duties as an engineer and took the calibrated CAD to the testing area.

There were quite a few people being tested at the site.

Some people even get tested three or four times at once.

However, the scanning speed was very fast, and it wasn't long before it was his turn.

The CAD review process has been repeated many times in the past few days, and it should proceed smoothly and be completed.

however.

The moment the beam of light swept across the CAD, that moment of optimism vanished.

Something was forcibly added to the CAD file!

His body reacts even faster than his brain.

The moment it was discovered.

He grabbed the person in charge by the collar, pulled him from the other side of the table, and threw him to the ground.

A wail erupted from the crowd.

Then came a roar.

To be precise, the security committee member roared and charged straight at them.

But before they could even touch his body, they were all eroded by the dissipating thought storm and collapsed unconscious on the spot.

He gripped the person in charge's neck with one hand and slowly leaned down. His deep, dark pupils were as calm as an ancient well, but beneath that surface lay a surging killing intent.

"How dare you do such a thing in front of me... You should have something to say, shouldn't you?"

The person in charge, who had been restrained, panicked for a moment under his questioning, but quickly retorted, his neck stiff:

"What are you talking about? I don't know! Let me go right now... or else you'll regret it! I'll make sure your high school's results are canceled!"

"That's not it."

Peng!

Yotsuba Mahiro delivered a merciless punch, instantly causing blood to gush from the person in charge's face.

However, he showed no sign of stopping.

He beat his opponent in a calm, mechanical manner.

With each punch he landed, he would ask a question—

"You should have something to say to me, shouldn't you?"

Receiving no response, he threw a second punch.

Even when bones were cracked, teeth were broken, and the bridge of the nose was completely collapsed, in the next second, as if time had reversed, all these injuries were restored to their original state.

This can be described as a never-ending torture.

The scattered blood left dark spots on the mud and sand.

Rather than conducting an interrogation, it would be more accurate to say that he was venting his anger.

All the anger generated by the other schools and the operations committee was vented on this one person at this moment.

But having received no answer for so long, Yotsuba Mahiro slightly increased the force of his punch and increased the speed of his swing.

"You should know what I want to ask, so tell me quickly."

Without any mercy, he slammed another punch into the person in charge's face.

"Say what you should say."

Another punch.

"Say it!"

"Cough... cough ha!"

The person in charge collapsed to the ground like a rag doll, his consciousness blurred, and the excruciating pain in his skull rendered him speechless.

Makoto also noticed this.

So he loosened his fist and released his neck.

Should we let him go?

No.

"Since you don't want to talk about it, then I'll do it myself."

With both hands pressed on the man's temples, Xiangzi felt like a long needle piercing into the man's brain from the temples.

"Gah...! Ah gah...! Guh...! Guh ooh...!"

It was like having a cramp; the moment the thought invaded my brain, my whole body convulsed, just like a fish thrown onto the shore.

The eyeballs gradually rolled upwards, revealing the whites of the eyes.