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Infinite Mage Chapter 107: Back to Everyday Life (1)

Chapter 107: Back to Everyday Life (1)

From‍‌‍ Shirone’s perspective, not‍ much time had‍‌ passed. After entering⁠​⁠ the Immortal Function,‌​ meeting the woman,⁠ and escaping through‌⁠ the black hole​ was all that​​ happened. However, in​ reality, 10 days‍‍ had already passed.​⁠

Shirone​‌‌ awkwardly smiled and‌ raised his hand.⁠

“Haha.‌ Hi?”

“Hi,⁠ my foot, you​‍​ jerk!”

“Ouch!”​

Amy​‌‌ punched Shirone’s face​‌ playfully. Though there​‍ was no real‍‌​ impact, pushed by⁠‍ her force, Shirone⁠​⁠ fell onto the⁠⁠⁠ bed, looking up​​ with a pained‌‌​ expression.

“Ow!⁠‌ Why’d you do⁠‍‍ that all of‌‍ a sudden?”

Amy⁠ was shedding tear​⁠ drops like chicken⁠ droppings.

“You‍‌‍ bad guy, making​ us worry like⁠‌⁠ this… you bad‍⁠​ kid!”

Shirone‌ looked dazed. Everything⁠​ was rushed and‌‍‍ bewildering. But soon,‌​ he realized something⁠‌ and smiled warmly.‍​ Amy’s tears told‍‍ him all he‍ needed to know‍⁠⁠ about what had‍ transpired.

“I’m‍‌ sorry. I caused⁠‍‍ you all this‍ trouble…”

“Shirone​‍⁠ is back!”

Nade‌ and Yiruki pushed⁠‌⁠ Amy forward, burying‍⁠​ Shirone under a heap on the‍‌ bed. Caught unintentionally‌​ in Shirone’s embrace,​‍ a blushing Amy​​‍ screamed.

“Kyah!⁠ Hey, get off!”‍‍

“Ow!‍ It hurts, it​‌‍ hurts!”

Shirone​⁠ also screamed, more‌‍​ out of embarrassment‌⁠⁠ than pain. Twisting⁠⁠‌ his body with​ all his might‍‍ to avoid further‍‍ embarrassment with Amy,‍‍‍ he ended up‌‌ dropping his friends‍ to the floor.‍​‍

“Phew,⁠‌​ what’s all this​​ about?”

Sitting‍‍‍ on the bed,​​ Shirone looked like⁠ a refugee who​⁠ had just survived‍‍​ a bombing. On⁠⁠ the floor, Amy,‍‌⁠ nursing her sore​‌​ back, scolded Nade‌ and Yiruki.

“That​⁠ is quite the⁠‍​ grand welcome back.‍ Youth really is‍⁠⁠ something else.”

Shirone⁠ fixed his expression‌ upon seeing Alpheas.‌‌ His presence alone‌​‌ indicated the gravity⁠ of the situation.​⁠

Shirone⁠​‌ asked Nade the‌⁠ most pressing question.‌⁠

“What‌​ happened to Arcane?⁠ And the others?‍⁠ What exactly happened?”‌⁠

Nade,​‌⁠ who was being​​ scolded by Amy,‍‍‌ shouted in disbelief.⁠

“That’s‌ not the issue!⁠‌ You’ve been dead‍ for 10 whole‍ days!”

“What?⁠ 10 days? And‍⁠⁠ dead?”

“Of‌ course, man! How​ can you be‌⁠‍ alive if your‌ heart isn’t beating?⁠‌‍ Explain what happened.”⁠

Shirone⁠​​ seemed shocked and⁠⁠‌ was at a loss for words​ for a while.‍ He knew he‌ had to explain​ what he had​‌⁠ experienced, but he​‌​ didn’t know where‍ to start.

The​‍‌ door to the‍ infirmary opened, and​‌​ the teachers entered.‍ Siena was surprised‍​ to see Shirone‌ awake. Although she‍ had prayed fervently‍ for his revival,⁠ the shock of‌​​ seeing it with⁠ her own eyes‌⁠⁠ was considerable.

Even‍‌⁠ though she hadn’t‍⁠ achieved the Infinite‍ Realm like Shirone,‌‌ she vaguely understood‌ how terrifying and‍‍⁠ painful it was​⁠‍ to come back‌ from a state⁠​ of mental disintegration.​‌⁠

‘But‍⁠‍ I’m glad you’re‌ back. Thank you.’⁠​‍

Siena‍​⁠ smiled at Ethella,⁠‍ who had been‍‍ tormented by immense⁠‍ guilt over the‍⁠‌ past 10 days.​ As expected, Ethella‌⁠ approached Shirone with⁠​​ a face about⁠​​ to burst into‍​ tears.

“Shirone.”​​

“Teacher,⁠⁠​ I’m sorry. I’ve⁠​ caused trouble again…”‍

Ethella‍‌ embraced Shirone before‌ he could finish​​ speaking.

“I’m⁠‌​ sorry. It’s my​ fault. I should‌​‌ have paid more‍​‍ attention. This will⁠ not happen again.”‍

To‍ the friends, it‍ seemed like a beautiful embrace between‌ teacher and student,⁠​⁠ but for Shirone,‍ it was excruciating.⁠⁠ Ethella hugged him⁠‍⁠ so tightly he​‍​ could barely breathe.​‌ Aside from the‌‍ embarrassment, he felt⁠​‍ like he was‌​‍ suffocating.

“Uh,⁠ Teacher…”

“Yes?”‍​​

“Sorry‌⁠ to ask, but‍‍ could you let⁠⁠‍ go? I can’t‍​‌ breathe.”

“Oh⁠​⁠ my!”

Realizing​ her mistake as⁠‍​ Shirone gasped for‌‍ air, Ethella quickly‍ released him.

“I’m‍‍ sorry. I just‌‌ got too excited…”⁠

Shirone⁠‌⁠ took a deep‌‌ breath, his face⁠ turning pale. But​‍‌ this feeling too‍‌‌ was part of⁠‌⁠ the real world.‍⁠‌ Delighted to be⁠​ back, he smiled⁠ and said,

“Now⁠⁠ I really feel‍⁠‍ like I’m back.”​​

Noticing‌⁠ his friends’ skeptical⁠⁠ looks, Shirone hurriedly‍​‌ waved his hands.‍⁠

“No,​‌‌ it’s not what⁠⁠ you think. I mean, this is…”⁠‍⁠

“You‍ little brat, what‍‌‍ are you going‍ on about?”

Amy⁠ rushed over and⁠ pinched Shirone’s cheek.‌‌

“Why?​ Am I not‍⁠‍ real enough for​ you?”

“No!‌‍ That’s not what⁠‍‍ I meant!”

Nade​‍ and Yiruki burst​⁠ into laughter. Alpheas⁠​‍ watched Shirone mingle⁠⁠ with his friends,‍ then quietly slipped‍ out of the‍​​ infirmary. He knew​ the busiest times‍‍ were ahead for‌ him.

“Headmaster.”⁠‍

Turning​⁠‌ around, Shirone had⁠‌ quietly left the​ infirmary and was⁠⁠ approaching him.

“What‍‌ is it? You‌‌ should rest for⁠⁠ a while. Talk‍ with your friends.‍‌ We’ll probably continue‌‍‌ to be closed⁠⁠ for a while.”​‌

“Thank​‌⁠ you for your⁠⁠ concern. But there’s⁠ something I’m curious⁠‍‌ about.”

“Oh?​ What’s that?”

Shirone​ recounted everything he⁠ experienced without omission.‌‍ From the moment​ he entered the​‍​ Infinite Realm to​ how he returned​​ through the black‍ hole.

Initially,⁠⁠‌ Alpheas listened with​‌‌ interest. However, as‌⁠‌ the story progressed,⁠‌ his expression gradually⁠‍‌ hardened. Especially when⁠ Shirone described the‌ woman’s abilities, Alpheas​⁠‌ closed his eyes⁠ and sighed deeply.⁠‌‌

“That‌ woman said she‌‌​ knew me?”

“Yes.⁠‍‍ She said to⁠ send her regards⁠ to you, Headmaster.‍ It’s a bit‌ of a hazy​⁠​ memory, but that’s‌‍ what I remember​‍‍ hearing.”

Shirone​‍​ wondered if he‍‍​ had brought up‍‍ an unnecessary topic.​ Alpheas’s expression was‌​ far more troubled​​ than he had‍‌ anticipated.

“Yes,​ I think I know who she⁠​‌ is.”

“You​⁠⁠ do?”

Shirone’s​ eyes widened in​⁠‍ surprise. Alpheas was‍ undoubtedly a great‍ mage, but the​⁠ woman he had​ met existed beyond‍⁠ life itself, in⁠ another world. The‌ idea that Alpheas‍ knew someone from⁠‍​ that other world​‍ was intriguing.

Alpheas’s‍ thoughts, however, were​ different. It wasn’t‍‌‍ coincidence but destiny​ that Shirone met‍‍ her. From the‍ moment he achieved‍‍ the Immortal Function,​⁠‌ it was destined⁠ to happen.

“Who⁠ is she, exactly?”​‌⁠

“Adrias⁠⁠‍ Miro. She was‌‌‍ known as the⁠‍ Labyrinth of Time‌‌ and Space back‍ then. A student‌ of mine who‍⁠ specialized in Scale‌ Magic.”

Shirone‌​‍ looked stunned. He​‍ had never imagined​​⁠ that she was‍​​ Alpheas’s student. Especially‍ the abilities he⁠‌ had thought divine⁠ were actually a form of magic,‍‍‌ Scale Magic.

“What⁠ is Scale Magic?”​

Alpheas​‍‍ Myrhe pondered how‌ to explain, scratching​‍ his eyebrow.

“Shirone,‍ in the world‍​​ of mages, those​‌⁠ who have reached‌‌ the Immortal Function⁠‌ are called Unlockers.”‍

“Yes,‌ I’ve heard of⁠ it.”

“Then‌‍‌ this will be⁠‍‍ easier to understand.​⁠​ Miro was also⁠ an Unlocker. From‌‌‌ a young age,⁠ her curiosity was‌‍ immense. She delved‌​ into it endlessly,‌‌​ exploring worlds larger‍​⁠ than the universe⁠ and smaller than​​‍ particles. Scale Magic⁠​ is a magic⁠ that only those‌‍ who have realized​ the infinity of‌‌ space-time can wield.”‍‍⁠

Shirone‍​‍ recalled his encounter​‍ with Miro. Indeed,​⁠ her primary ability,‌‌⁠ the glass bead,​ freely manipulated the⁠‍⁠ relativity of space-time.⁠‍

“Miro‍ said she had⁠ been watching over‌⁠‌ me. Is that‌ possible?”

“Don’t‌​‌ worry. Miro resides⁠ in a different‍‌ dimension from you.⁠‍‍ But when you‍‌⁠ opened the Immortal‌ Function, you may⁠‌​ have briefly reached‌⁠‌ the same dimension.‍​ She must have​​‌ been waiting for⁠ that moment.”

“But​‌ why me? Unlockers‌‍ are rare, but‌‍ according to Arcane,⁠ there are quite‍⁠ a few. There‍​​ must be many​ more talented than​ me.”

Alpheas‍​‍ stroked his beard,‌ pausing for a moment. The information⁠‌ he was about‌ to share was‍‌‌ highly confidential, known‍⁠ only to staff‍​ who had worked‌⁠ there for over‍‌ 20 years.

“Miro‌⁠‍ is the founding⁠ president of the‍​ Supernatural Psychic Science​‍ Research Group.”

Shirone⁠​ pictured Miro’s face.⁠ The founder of​ the research group⁠⁠ he was a part of was​⁠​ impressive enough, but‌⁠ the fact that⁠​ she was the​ first president nearly​ 20 years ago⁠‍ and had hardly‌‍ aged was astonishing.​​⁠

“Miro‌‍ wasn’t obsessed with​ phenomena. She believed‍⁠ too much couldn’t⁠⁠ be explained through​ knowledge. Along with‍ her peers, she‍‍ established the research‌‍⁠ group in Estas.⁠​​ The current President⁠ of the Thormia‌⁠ Magic Association, Garold​​‌ Mikeah, was also⁠⁠​ one of the‌‌⁠ early members.”

Shirone‍‍​ imagined the members‌ of that time.‌⁠⁠ According to Nade,‍ the master key⁠‌ to the Estas,​‌ the Magic Warehouse,⁠‍ was created by⁠⁠ an Unlocker with‍ the same Savant‌‍‍ ability as Yiruk.‍​⁠ It wasn’t Miro,‍‌ and it probably‌​​ wasn’t Mikeah. He‍‌‌ could guess how⁠​⁠ talented the early​​‍ members were.

As‍⁠​ Shirone pondered, Alpheas⁠ too, was reminiscing‍‌⁠ about events 18​‌⁠ years ago. Miro‌​​ was a kind​ soul. If it‍‍⁠ weren’t for that⁠​ day’s incident. Realizing​​‍ something he had‍ omitted, Alpheas turned​⁠ back to Shirone.​⁠

“Shirone,​‌ do you know⁠⁠ the total number‌​⁠ of students in‌‌ the school?”

It‍⁠ seemed more like​‍‌ a rhetorical question,‍ as Alpheas quickly⁠⁠⁠ continued.

“The⁠ total changes, of‍ course. Some graduate,‍ take leaves of​‍‌ absence, or are‌‌ disciplined. But no​ matter the number,‌ this school always⁠​ has one less‌‍ student than it⁠‍​ should.”

Alpheas⁠ looked out the​⁠‍ window as he⁠⁠ spoke.

“Miro‌ never graduated. She​‍​ still resides in⁠ this school.”

Shirone⁠‌‌ gulped. It felt‍⁠​ like hearing a ghost story passed​​‌ down through the‍‌⁠ school. But what‍ did “resides” mean?‌ Wasn’t she said‍‌ to be living‍​ in a different‌​ dimension?

At‍‍ that moment, the​‌ idea of Scale‍ Magic came to⁠‍ Shirone’s mind.

“Then⁠⁠ could it be…”‍‍‌

Alpheas⁠​ nodded.

“Yes.‍‍ Miro is in‍ Estas. Of course,‌ it’s a higher⁠​ dimension created by‍ Scale Magic. Those‍ who know refer‍‌​ to it as⁠​ the Upper Layer.”​

Alpheas‌‌ placed his hand‌ on Shirone’s shoulder.‌

“Promise‍⁠ me, Shirone. Don’t⁠‍ speak of today’s‍ conversation to anyone.​ The Upper Layer⁠‌ is not something‍‌ you should involve‍⁠​ yourself in. Don’t⁠ interfere with it‌⁠ under any circumstances.‌​‍ It could lead‌‍ to chaos in​‌‍ the world.”

Shirone‌ hesitated to respond.‌​ The unknown world.‌‍⁠ Unlockers. Scale Magic.‍ All this information‍ swirled in his‌​‌ mind. He had​⁠ no intention of⁠‍ recklessly stepping into⁠⁠ danger, but promising‍​​ never to get‍‌⁠ involved would be‍​‍ a lie in​ one way or​ another.

Alpheas‍​ sighed as if‌‌​ expecting this reaction.⁠

“If⁠​ you really want​‌ to know about​​​ Miro, I’ll allow​‌⁠ you to research‍​⁠ the ruins of⁠ Kergos. This isn’t‌⁠ to appease you.​⁠‌ It’s too dangerous⁠​ to delve straight​ into the Upper‍‍ Layer. So please,‌ abide by this.”⁠‍

Finally,⁠​​ Shirone nodded. Alpheas’s⁠ strict warning must‍⁠‍ have had its​ reasons. Shirone also‍ preferred a gradual‌​​ approach.

“I‍​ understand. But thinking‌⁠⁠ that she’s in​ Estas is kind‌ of eerie. I might not be‌​ able to sleep​ in the research⁠⁠​ group. She could​ appear suddenly.”

“Don’t‍⁠ worry. Miro will‍ never leave the‌‍‍ space she created.”‍

Shirone​ tilted his head,​ wondering how Alpheas​⁠‌ could be so⁠ certain.

“But‌‌ she’s incredibly talented.​‌⁠ Is there a special reason?”

Alpheas​⁠‍ looked out the‌​ window with a sad expression. It‍​ wasn’t a statement‍ made with certainty,‍ but he knew‌ that Miro would‌​ never return.

“To​‍ Miro, this world​ is… just too‍ painful.”

Alpheas,‍ Canis, and Arin‌​​ left for the​ capital, Bashuka, to‌‍‍ face an inquiry‌‍‌ by the Magic‌⁠‍ Association. According to‍‌​ the teachers, the⁠ school would remain​ temporarily closed until‍​ the Association’s decision​ was made.

Shirone⁠⁠‍ was admitted to⁠‍ the infirmary. Having⁠​‌ had no heartbeat⁠‌ for 10 days,‌ the medical team‍‌‌ decided to monitor‌ his condition. Shirone,​ not wanting to​ do anything for​⁠ the time being,‍‌ was killing time​ with his friends.​⁠

“Shirone,⁠ I’m sorry. You‌ must have felt‌ so let down.”‌

Sharelle‌‍⁠ said with a sad face. After​ regaining her memory,‌ her biggest regret​​ was coldly pushing‍​​ Shirone away the‍​ day he brought​‌ coffee.

“No,‌​⁠ it’s not your⁠‍ fault. It was​ the magic. You⁠⁠⁠ didn’t do anything⁠‍‌ wrong, Senior Sharelle.”⁠‍‌

“Still,‍ how could I forget you?”

“It’s‍ really okay. Don’t‌‌ worry about it​‍ too much.”

Sharelle’s‍​ eyes softened like‌⁠‌ a deer’s.

“Shirone,​​​ you’re so kind.​​ So, what are‌​ you going to‌ do now? Are‍‌‍ you going to‌‌​ demand my body?”​‍‌

“Wha-?”⁠

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