Anime, infinite dimension starting from Mahou no Yakumo

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Yesterday's situation was indeed quite dangerous; it looked like a first encounter full of Japanese anime style.

But if he had met him a few minutes later, or hadn't met him at all, then Kisaragi's fate might have been very different.

To starve to death on the spot, or to be found and turned into a weapon, would be considered a good ending. The worst outcome would be to be dismembered and sold for organs, or even to be eaten by wild dogs.

"Well, President Kisara, weren't you going to introduce me to a colleague? It wouldn't happen to be this person, would it?"

Seeing that Kisara had vented his anger enough, Shinji finally spoke up leisurely.

Upon hearing his voice, Kisara realized that it wasn't just him and Rentaro as usual.

So he cleared his throat.

"Ahem, yes, that's right. Let me introduce you. This irresponsible guy is your colleague and your senior, his name is Rentaro Satomi."

"Satomi-kun, this is Yotsuba Mahiro. You two will be working together from now on. If there's anything he doesn't understand, Rentaro, please remember to teach him."

"what???"

The unusual exclamation came from Rentaro's mouth. He looked at Yotsuba Mahiro in disbelief and asked:

"Is he also a police officer?"

"Not yet, but it will be soon. I'll take him to take the police license exam in a few days."

Even though Kisara Tendo said that, Rentaro Satomi still found it hard to believe.

After all, Yotsuba Mahiro looked so weak and powerless, even thinner than himself, and fair-skinned like a young master from some family.

Can someone like that really become a police officer?

"Miss Kisara, you haven't been tricked, have you?"

Rentaro quickly got up from the ground and ran to Kisara's ear to whisper something.

Although he had lowered his voice enough, Yotsuba Mahiro's heightened senses allowed him to hear it clearly.

They're treating him like a gigolo.

“I understand what you’re thinking, Satomi-kun, so I’m going to hold an induction ceremony.”

"An induction ceremony? Do we still have those?"

"Hmph, of course, I prepared it on purpose."

Kisara smiled smugly, then led them away from the office.

The induction ceremony that Tendo Kisara mentioned was a strength test, which simply means fighting the two of them.

However, Mahiro was slightly surprised after being led to the designated location by the girl.

Even though this young lady is so poor that she can't afford to eat, she still manages to own an independent dojo!

In the spacious area with wooden floors, a few rays of sunlight streamed in through the skylight, reflecting a few specks of dust.

What surprised him even more was that his opponent was not Kisara himself, but Rentaro, who always had a gloomy look on his face.

"Mechanical modifications? Or implanted prosthetics? Right hand, right leg, left eye—all mechanical? That's quite unexpected..."

"H-How do you know?"

Yotsuba Mahiro's seemingly soliloquy-like murmur directly revealed the secret of Satomi Rentaro.

This startled Rentaro, who took a few steps back.

"Ah, it's nothing. It's just that my eyes are a bit special; they can see through the true nature of things."

Yotsuba Mahiro pointed to his eyes and said.

To confirm this, he turned his attention to Kisara Tendo.

"Like President Kisara, who suffers from congenital diabetes and has declining kidney function, he probably just had hemodialysis three days ago, right?"

"..."

Kisara's silence can be interpreted as tacit agreement.

But she was even more surprised by Yotsuba Mahiro's many abilities.

The power that seemed to teleport when I ate a free meal yesterday, and the gold that mysteriously appeared in the office this morning—it's all obviously transformed from the furniture we used before.

And now, there is another pair of eyes that can see through other people's secrets.

Who exactly is this person?

She remained wary of Zhenxun, even asking someone to investigate last night.

But nothing was found.

There is indeed no one named Yotsuba Mahiro in the Tokyo area, not even a surname like Yotsuba.

Therefore, she has now come to two conclusions.

Either Yotsuba Mahiro is lying and is a survivor of the New Human Creation Project, or everything he said is true.

However, the truth will soon come out.

"Satomi-kun, Mahiro, you may begin."

"it is good."

Rentaro nodded cautiously.

The rules of this competition are very simple: each person must fight with all their might.

Rentaro immediately agreed, no problem.

But Makoto simply nodded; how much effort he put in depended entirely on the strength of his opponent.

If you're too weak, you might get killed by his punch.

But judging from the fact that Rentaro has been fitted with a prosthetic body, just like Morgan Blackhand, he shouldn't be too weak, right?

The battle began in the next second.

After getting into position, Rentaro suddenly took a step forward and rushed forward, closing the distance between them in an instant, and threw a punch upwards without saying a word.

Although not all the force was used, both the angle and the timing were quite good.

At least that's what Rentaro himself thinks.

However, Makoto easily dodged it, merely tilting his head slightly without moving a single step.

"Go easy on me? Mr. Satomi, you're underestimating me a bit."

"Sorry, but I'll get serious next."

Rentaro smiled apologetically, then launched a series of attacks.

——Bang bang bang!

The two engaged in a fierce clash in the center of the dojo.

To onlookers, the two appeared to be exchanging blows, seemingly intense.

But that's only how others see it.

However, in Mahiro's eyes, it was not like that at all.

slow.

It's really too slow.

Both its speed and force were like a snail's pace.

His fighting skills are extremely poor; he can't even compare to that bald guy, Kujou Yakumo.

Even if each move is indeed profound and subtle, the user is too crude and keeps holding back.

None of the moves had the power they should have had.

"Ugh...."

Yotsuba Mahiro sighed helplessly, dodging an opponent's hook punch while clenching his fist and charging forward.

Peng!

The shockwave ruffled his clothes as the punch landed precisely on Rentaro's chest, sending him flying backward with a heavy thud.

"Satomi-kun!"

Kisara exclaimed in surprise.

But in mid-air, Rentaro had already adjusted his posture, gliding four or five meters across the wooden floor before charging forward again.

“It’s not over yet!!!”

That was just a simple probing attack; what follows is the real deal!

Rentaro used all his strength to close the distance, firmly planting his feet on the ground.

Tendo-style Combat Technique, Type Two, Number Sixteen—

"Hidden Zen - Black Sky Wind!"

Like a rising dragon kick, the uppercut passed through Yotsuba Mahiro's body along the midline, as if he wanted to use this strike to decide the outcome.

Leaning back slightly, black leather boots whistled through the air as they passed in front of Mahiro.

"Hidden Zen, Xuanming Nest!"

Before his right foot even landed, he pushed off with his left foot and delivered a frontal spinning kick in mid-air.

--Snapped!

This attack was blocked by the forearm again.

Rentaro, still in the kicking motion, had a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead.

He quickly took a few steps back.

He had never seen such an opponent before. He had used 100% of his physical strength, yet his opponent had easily withstood it.

"Those two moves were quite interesting, but now it's my turn, so please be careful."

Yotsuba Mahiro dusted off the slightly dirty corner of his clothes and politely reminded him.

Regardless of whether the other party had listened or not, he immediately got to work.

Appearing in front of Rentaro as if teleported, he mimicked Rentaro's previous move and executed the same technique—

"Hidden Zen - Black Sky Wind!"

A powerful gust of wind swept upwards, and an incredibly sharp uppercut pierced through Rentaro's midline.

Unfortunately, in his normal state, he simply didn't have the abnormal reaction ability of Yotsuba Mahiro, not to mention that this attack was much faster than expected.

Even if the naked eye can detect it, the body doesn't have time to react.

He could only watch helplessly as the heel struck his chin hard.

card!

Rentaro's body was instantly sent flying into the air, his entire body soaring into the sky.

For a moment, he was in a daze, as if his mind and spirit were completely still.

When he came to his senses again, Rentaro found himself lying on the ground.

"Satomi-kun!"

This time, Kisara couldn't hold back any longer and rushed over to help Rentaro up.

"Is it okay!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Fortunately, Rentaro only coughed a few times and was probably fine.

"Sorry, sorry, are you okay?"