/Third person perspective/
Yonhishi Tsukasa is a man blessed with talents in both magic and martial arts. He is hailed as a genius who wields water magic that combines offense and defense seamlessly. His talent in swordsmanship, in particular, is unparalleled.
Since childhood, his exceptional gift has been evident, to the point where he was granted a HINOMOTO dual-wielding license.
This innate talent has continually inflated his ego. And then, he was captivated by someone. Someone who was supposed to be taken over by Masaka Inori.
His power has transformed into something stronger, and his personality into something more brutal. Yonhishi himself was not aware of this change.
Yonhishi is repeatedly hit by stomach pain and calmness.
The stomach pain is like the feeling of insects crawling inside him.
The calmness is like an all-encompassing pleasure that hits him after the pain subsides.
It is as if he is hit by waves of pain and relief in short intervals.
"Ku..."
Without anyone noticing, he breaks out in cold sweat and groans.
He is currently being hit by stomach pain.
"What's wrong?"
Steven calmly observes Yonhishi's face.
"It's nothing! I need some alone time. I need to plan our strategy! Back off!"
Yonhishi spits out his words at Steven and distances himself from the group.
"What is this discomfort?"
(My stomach is twisted in pain...)
With a pained expression, he presses his abdomen and almost loses consciousness. Breathless, he leans on a nearby tree. He feels like vomiting.
"Ugh. Where is the toilet...?"
Feeling dizzy, he wanders around, aware that he cannot stray from his camp alone. But his pride does not allow him to show this humiliating behavior to anyone.
As dusk falls, the area surrounded by trees becomes pitch black. As he prepares to relieve himself without anyone seeing, something catches his attention.
"Haah... haah... has the pain subsided?"
Now the sinking feeling began to take effect more strongly.
yonhishi wiped the sweat from his forehead and lost consciousness.
As yonhishi fell to the ground, someone came over to him and said, "I knew it was dangerous... and it seems the vice president gave me a defective product too."
Drawing his handgun from his pocket, Steven told yonhishi to leave. "It's over for you here."
But as Steven tried to pull the trigger...
In a flash, he thought, "What just happened?"
He was left with such a foolish voice, and his gaze wandered. Before his eyes, everything turned pitch black as if the power had been cut.
When Steven's head hit the ground, a madman rose up with drool hanging from his mouth and his eyes rolled back.
yonhishi, having lost his consciousness, had become a madman moving purely on instinct. He had obtained power many times greater than his original potential and was resurrected as a zombie. The insane monster let out a roar, his cheeks bleeding from his nails digging into his skin.
yonhishi had lost control of his mind. He became the tool of madness. The king of demons.
Summoned by the sorcerer, Yamamoto Goro Maniacs, he had become mentally contaminated.
After completing the contamination, Yamamoto's purple eyes shone ominously as he spoke in a low, calm voice.
"This is the beginning of the massacre. Oh, lucky us... our arch-nemesis, the hero, is nearby."
As a messenger of Strife, Yamamoto, with awakened consciousness, licked his lips in excitement.
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"Indeed, their coordination is impressive," thought the protagonist. Only three E-Class students remained: the captain, vice-captain, and Inori, who worked together seamlessly.
The protagonist's attacks were all absorbed by Inori's magical shield, which had a concentration effect. Whenever the protagonist aimed for the captain's head, the shield acted like a magnet and drew the attacks in.
"I know," said the protagonist.
Inori, the shield tank and one of the main heroines of Megashuva, had excellent defense capabilities. The protagonist dodged the vice-captain's ranged attacks and the captain's close-range attacks, backstepping to maintain distance and assess the situation.
"Amachi... I apologize for underestimating you. We've already lost this class war, but we'll make a final stand. It's a gesture of respect to you and our fallen comrades," said the captain, gasping for air.
They had used up all their mana and energy, and now stood panting before the protagonist.
"It's time," thought the protagonist. It was time to release the magic. They had practiced acrobatics too much and taken too long.
Just as the protagonist began transmitting magic to the remaining three E-Class students without drawing attention, they felt a presence behind them. There was Hisui, kneeling behind them and gasping for breath.
"Master, something has happened suddenly," she said, panting heavily.
"Is everything okay? Why are you so rushed?" asked the protagonist, noticing the sweat streaming down Hisui's forehead. They had never seen her this flustered before.
"Yonhishi has gone mad," said Hisui.
" Huh? Doesn't he always act recklessly?"
"I don't mean it in that sense. Currently, Maria, Ayaka, Sakura, and Mei are in combat with Yonhishi. That is probably because of possession by Yamamoto Goro's maniacs..."
"What? Stop beating around the bush."
"He may be possessed by Yamamoto Goro's maniacs."
"What are you talking about? Why is Yamamoto even brought up here?"
What are they talking about? Why is Yamamoto even mentioned here?
"Hurry up."
"...Are you serious?"
"I'm dead serious. If we don't take care of this in the virtual world, there will be serious consequences."
"....."
Hisui's face made it clear that she couldn't ask "Are you serious?" one more time.
It's not possible. Yamamoto possessing Yonhishi? Yonhishi is just a mob, a weak character who gets beaten up by the protagonist and me.
Hisui's sweating face looked as if she was asking impatiently, "Why do we need to have this conversation?"
"Master!" She raised her voice in frustration.
"Y-Yeah. Sorry. L-Let's go... Sorry, Ikkyu. I seem to have an urgent matter."
"Wait!" Ignoring his voice, I held Hisui's arm and left.
"Master! What's happening?"
"Alright then, goodbye!"
Ignoring the arrow that was shot at me, I deflected it with my shield.
"I said wait!!" protested Ikkyu.
"Hisui, bite your tongue. I'll need you to guide us to the location," I said.
"Yes, understood. The location is-"
-Super high-speed movement-
Having obtained a rough idea of the location from Hisui, I entered the world of high-speed movement. I rushed through trees, rivers, ruins, and cliffs while following Hisui's general directions. With each new location, I released the tachyon high-speed movement and gradually increased our pace to reach our destination as directed by her.
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As I stood at the foot of the small hill, I couldn't believe my eyes.
"Just a moment ago, there weren't this many creatures... so why now?"
Hisui was at a loss for words at the sight of the wetlands stretching below.
A horde of magical beasts, too numerous to count -
Like a procession of yokai of all shapes and sizes, they ran rampant.
The number could easily exceed a thousand.
"The summoning spell was successful."
Was it Yamamoto's summoning spell? Why now?
There was no possession by Inori. That had already been confirmed.
Did this mean that the future had been rewritten, leading to an unimaginable situation?
"Isn't the future being rewritten too much?" I let out a deep sigh and hung my shoulders.
I need to switch my focus.
"Hisui, meet up with Kakko and escape. I'll take care of the surviving D-class students... but there's a chance that I might fail. In that case, can I ask you to help evacuate the civilians?"
Surely the school's teachers had already grasped the situation.
However, it seemed that they were struggling to deal with it.
This class battle was basically meant to be without interference from outside.
"That's our downfall."
And with the vastness of this land, it was uncertain how much they could handle once they realized the situation...
It might be possible to eliminate the hordes of monsters.
However, it was difficult to keep them isolated in a virtual space.
If they were released outside, there could be casualties.
We needed to prevent that.
"What are you talking about? Let's escape together. Even if you're the master, you won't stand a chance against such a large group. Let's regroup and come up with a new plan. We never expected this many."
Finally, Hisui regained her composure and stopped me. It seemed that she had intended to leave me here and handle the situation on her own, but the circumstances had changed dramatically.
"Believe in me. I'll manage somehow. That's why I'm here."
"Oh... you're..."
As Hisui looked into my eyes, I could see a hint of fear mixed with respect.
"I'm sorry for being irresponsible and saying such things. Well then, take care from here on."
I ran down the hill and looked out below.
His name was Yamamoto Gorosaburo.
He was a yokai who appeared in the Edo period's yokai story "Inoue's Records of Strange Things and Beasts" He was the king of the yokai.
One of the Maniacs' demon kings, inspired by him, was also named Yamamoto Gorosaburo.
He was a ghost without a physical body that could possess others and the general who controlled demon beasts.
He could manipulate the skills of the person he possessed and was a combatant who could combine his own summoning technique to fight.
He could not exhibit combat power higher than that of the possessor, but he was very troublesome in a battle of attrition.
"Well, can I win with my current state...? All of the Maniacs are tough opponents. They are the route boss, after all. Their strength is far inferior to that of the Four Knights."
I was feeling a tension I had never felt before.