We did not see Miki again after that day. Oga thinks he's off in Nara, living his best life, and yeah, well, it's true he's doing well, he's not in Nara anymore
After Miki left, it was back to just me and Oga. Life went on, and as we got closer to high school, I decided to test one of the facets of my essence that I had not been able to use in full.
Teaching. Specifically, teaching magic. That's why right now, Oga and I are back in the abandoned factory again.
"Magic is real?" Oga asked while I just nodded. "...Did you get whacked in the head last time we fought?" Oga tried to check my skull for any bumps. I knew just telling him wasn't gonna cut it, so I held up my hand and conjured a fireball.
His eyes went wide. I guess he actually believed me. "Wait a minute... Is magic the reason you're so good at fighting? You use magic karate, don't you!" Oga pointed an accusatory finger at me.
"No, I don't have magic karate, Oga." I deadpanned.
"Bullshit! There's no other way you could beat me unless you're using voodoo or some shit." I was honestly baffled by his idiocy sometimes.
"Oga, the reason I beat you all the time is that I know powerful martial arts, and you only know how to hit things hard. I even offered to teach you some of mine, and you said, I don't need to know martial arts, all I gotta do is hit my opponents faster and I'll be fine." I explained like I was talking to a five-year-old.
He looked annoyed at that statement, but I ignored him and continued. "Listen, Oga, the reason I'm telling you about my magic is because I want to know if you want to learn some," I asked casually.
He seemed interested in the idea of magic itself, but didn't actually seem to want to learn it. "Nah, I'm good, who needs magic when I can just punch my problems away?"
I looked at him like he was an idiot, and yes, he was. I didn't think it would be so hard to convince a teenage boy to learn magic. I needed someone to teach if I wanted to fully utilize my essence, so I pulled out the big guns.
"Oga, you like Shinobi, right?" He nodded. I knew it was his favourite of the manga I had written, so I held out my hand and used a jutsu.
"Rasengan!" I didn't need to say it out loud, but I wanted to get my point across.
His eyes went wide, and I'm pretty sure I could see stars. "Tha-thats a Rasengan! You can use magic to do Rasengans!?" He grabbed my shoulders and shook me.
I gently removed his hands from my shoulders and continued. "Yes, you could do all the jutsu you've seen in the manga, other than the bloodline limits, that is. You could even do this," I proceeded to use my chakra to walk up the wall.
"Teach me, teach me, teach me!" He hopped around like an overexcited puppy. I dropped down and started teaching him the basics. It only took a few hours for him to sense his chakra, and from there, we really got started.
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So yeah, that's basically what's been going on since I found myself in this world. As of right now, I'm sixteen years old, and for about a week, I've been a first-year student at Ishiyama High School.
As I sit here on this hill and watch my best friend of six years finish beating the hell out of some delinquents from another school, I stop reflecting on my life. What an interesting life.
I watched Oga to make sure he didn't accidentally kill those guys. I found out early in my teaching that he was terrible at ninjutsu, so I shifted our focus to body enhancement through chakra control.
Oga had always been freakishly strong. He could normally punch concrete and leave a fist mark, but now he could destroy entire blocks if he wasn't careful.
I saw him force the delinquents to kneel in front of him before one of them said something to insult Oga. He responded by grabbing the idiot by the ankle with one hand and dunking his head in the river a few times.
That's when it happened. From upstream, a rather large middle-aged man with a glorious mustache and in nothing but a tank top and a pair of boxers drifted down. The man was bruised, covered in blood and had an arrow sticking out of the left side of his chest.
'Well, it looks like it's starting.' I watched as the delinquents ran away from the bloody man, and Oga pulled the guy from the river. "Hey, Taka, is this guy alive?" Oga shouted at me.
"How should I know? Check to see if he has a pulse." I probably should have walked over and checked myself because Oga, being Oga, just karate chopped the guy in the face.
After being hit, the man split open down the middle. Not in a gory way, but in a magical one. He pulled his torso apart to reveal a swirling dark portal with a glowing baby inside. The child was nude, had bright green hair, and a yellow pacifier in his mouth.
As soon as the kid crawled out of the man's chest, the guy sprang up like nothing was wrong. "How precious," the man said in a sing-song voice before suddenly shouting, "Farewell, transfer!" He then did a spinning jump, hopped back into the river, and was gone.
'Huh, so that's a transdimensional demon,' I thought. What an interesting use of magic. It was a racial ability fuelled by ambient magic, but it also relied on a power word to activate. That's why he had to say "Transfer."
I could recreate it easily. Replace the racial factor with a simple spell matrix, build the power word into the spell so no vocal command is needed, and fuel it with my mana reactor instead of ambient magic.
Was I going to? No. I had plenty of better ways to dimension hop that don't involve turning myself into a portal.
I stood up, brushed the dirt off my pants, and made my way over to Oga and the child. He looked like he was freaking out. I could practically see the options popping up in front of him like a Pokémon game: Fight, Run, Threaten, Make it Cry, and Kill It.
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Tatsumi Oga
He stared at the baby. 'What the fuck do I do now? No, wait, I'm an adult, and if any normal adult noticed a kid alone, they'd help them find their parents. Just be nice, everything will be fine.'
Oga put on the nicest face he could. "Hey, kid, you lost?" he asked in a tone he thought was pleasant. What he failed to realize was that not only would the expression he was using scare most children, but he also sounded like he wanted to kick the ass of anyone who spoke to him.
Unfortunately for Oga, he did not scare the baby; it did the exact opposite. "Dabu!" The baby jumped and latched onto Oga's face while laughing. "Hey! Get off," Oga struggled to unlatch the little gramlin.
"You seem to be having fun," Furuichi spoke calmly, watching the spectacle.
"Taka, help me!" Oga still struggled with the child. For an infant, he was deceptively strong.
"Hmm, nah, I'm good," Furuichi then pulled some popcorn out of his storage box and had fun watching the show.
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Takayuki Furuichi
We now sat in my room, Oga was lying on my bed, looking lifeless, the baby sitting on his stomach.
I sat at my desk with the window beside me wide open. I knew who would be showing up soon, so I had the wards in and around my house down for now.
"So, you do know that's not a normal baby, right?" Oga turned to me, not understanding what I meant.
"What do you mean? He looks normal to me." Oga held the kid up, glaring at it, which only made the baby happier.
"Yeah, he looks normal, but he's not. He's a demon." I said casually.
"A demon?... I don't see it." Oga looked at the baby but saw nothing out of the ordinary.
"That's because most demons don't look that different from humans. Sure, some have horns or other physical differences, but that's about it. The biggest differences are their longer lifespans and inherent magic. The wizarding world is technically an offshoot of demons. They're descendants of demons and can use similar magic, but their lifespans aren't as long," I explained as I drew a new chapter of Soul Reaper.
"Wait, what? I thought you said the wizarding world hated demons. How could they be descendants of them?" Oga asked, looking confused.
"No, I said the Moonlit World hates demons, not the Wizarding World. And even then, it's mostly the church that hates demons the most. The mages don't really care; some of them even become demon contractors in order to further their own magecraft." Yeah, I found out the Moonlit world exists here, too.
Just like the Wizarding World, the Moonlit World is different from the canon one. It's a smaller community made up of humans who, through one way or another, discovered the existence of magical communities around the world and have tried to replicate magic through the use of magecraft.
The Moonlit World is strange. Gaia and Alaya don't exist here, but the Throne of Heroes and the Root do. The Throne was easy to figure out, since many noble families have summoned servants in the past, and as soon as the summoner dies, the servant returns to the Throne.
I figured out the Root was real because I've been there. I was researching magic one day and just kind of stumbled into it. That's where I acquired my Denial of Nothingness. I wasn't able to get anything else because as soon as I obtained Denial of Nothingness, the Root kicked me out, and I couldn't use the same path to get back afterward.
The Moonlit World is a lot less cutthroat as well. No murdering people just for asking how their magecraft works, no human experimentation, and definitely none of whatever the fuck the Matou family classifies as magecraft. 'I'm so glad the Matous don't exist here, or I would have slaughtered them all.'
That brings us to another thing: some people are here, and some aren't. The Tohsaka family is still around, but the Einzbern and Matou families are not. The same goes for the Lords of the Clock Tower; some are the same, and some are different.
I think the biggest one is Zelretch. He's not here, and while I'm glad the old troll won't be messing with my life, it also means I won't be able to analyze Kaleidoscope in person. I know there are plenty of ways to world travel but that would have been so easy. Well, whatever, I'll just go back to the root if I want second magic.
Places like Clocktower and Fuyuki City are around, but it's 2015, and there have never been any big Gas Leaks in Fuyuki. I've done my research, and it looks like the Grail Wars aren't a thing. It makes sense since two of the three founding families don't exist.
"If you know so much about demons, then you deal with him." Oga held the baby out to me.
"Fuck you want me to do? Throw him into a demon world portal?"
"Yes!" Oga nodded his head fast.
"Oga," I said slowly, "I was joking. That is a fucking terrible idea. I know it's hard for your synapses to fire at full speed, but don't be dumb."
Oga sighed and glared at the child. "Listen up, baby, if you don't leave, I'll show you the depths of hell!"
"...Dabu!" The kid had stars in his eyes. He climbed onto Oga's shoulder, then started rubbing his face against Oga's cheek.
I tried not to laugh as Oga strained to get the kid to dislike him. "Ahh, Taka, what do I do? He's completely attached."
"Attached to you? How delusional. The master would never take to the likes of you, gutter trash!" And there she is, the big tiddy blonde in a gothic maid uniform....And she's standing on my desk, on my work.
"Hey, lady, you can insult Oga all you want, but could you step the fuck off my desk. I kinda got important stuff here." She looked at me like I was trash, rude, and then stepped to the floor in front of us.
"Who're you calling gutter trash, lady? Walking into my house like you own it." Oga's chakra flared a bit. 'It's my house, but whatever.'
Her response was a simple "Heh" before she ignored Oga, which only pissed him off more. She turned to the baby instead. "Now, young master, come here. Hilde has come to take you home." She opened her arms for the baby, who, in turn, let out a loud "Da!" and clung even tighter to Oga.
I think I just saw her shatter. "Ho, guess he doesn't like you!" Oga mocked in the smuggest tone, an evil grin spreading across his face.
"Come on, young master, it's time to go," she tried again, this time reaching out to grab the kid. She pulled on his legs, but his iron grip on Oga's shirt wouldn't budge.
"Ha ha, isn't that something?" The haughtiness rolling off him was a sight to behold. Oga wasn't even trying to hold on to the kid, but the little guy simply refused to let go of him.
"Why are you so smug? Didn't you want to get rid of the kid like two minutes ago? Letting her take him would solve your current problem." Oga froze as he realized what I'd just said, then immediately started trying to pull the kid off with all his strength.
"Okay, kid, she came to pick you up. It's time to go! Taka, don't just stand there, help!"
Instead of helping, I took a step back, sensing the errant mana in the kid starting to build up. Without them noticing, I folded us into the mirror dimension to protect my room. My room was warded to high heaven, and most of the stuff inside was indestructible, but my manuscripts were not, and I didn't feel like remaking the hundreds I had stacked in the corner.
Soon the kid's mana reached its peak, and with a loud cry, bolts of lightning shot across the room and everyone inside.
----
The three of us sat at a low table in my room. Oga and Hilda both had frazzled clothes and a few minor burn marks. I, on the other hand, was perfectly fine. I'd used a mana shield to protect myself before the lightning went off.
"Allow me to apologize. I am the demon Hildegarde, and I serve as this baby's demon maidservant. This child is to be the next king of the Demon World, and his name is Kaiser de Emperana Beelzebub IV."
"Like a Demon Lord!?" Oga looked shocked at the revelation that the child he was holding was a demon prince of hell, but I was a little confused. 'I know this kid has an older brother. His brother may be a spoiled little shit, but he's still the firstborn, so shouldn't he be the next king?
"Huh, so it's not just a normal demon baby. Turns out I've got a prince of hell in my house. So then, Hilda, can I call you Hilda? I'm gonna do it anyway. What's your plan for taking the kid? He seems rather attached to my friend here." I leaned back, cookie in hand.
"I'm afraid I can't do that. The reason being, Tatsumi Oga, you have been chosen to be the demon prince's father!" Hilda declared, pointing at Oga.
She continued, "The prince was sent to destroy the human world. The great Demon King was originally going to do it himself, but he had other commitments. Instead, he sent the prince and instructed me to find someone to raise him so he could destroy humanity."
Oga froze, staring at her like she'd just grown a second head. "Hah? What the hell do you mean, father? I'm not raising a kid!" The baby giggled and clapped his hands, clearly enjoying Oga's panic.
I couldn't help but smirk. "Congrats, Oga. Looks like you're a dad now." I patted him on the shoulder.
"Shut up, Taka!" he barked, pointing at me. "You're supposed to help me, not laugh!"
"I am helping," I said, trying and failing to keep a straight face. "Moral support counts, right?"
"NO! You're supposed to be my friend and help me!" He grabbed my shirt and shook me vigorously while I laughed at him.
"I'm not the one the kid chose, so this is no concern of mine."
"Just because some demon kid got attached to me doesn't mean I have to take care of him! Come on, give me a break! Take this kid and go already!" Oga said to Hilda, his voice cracking with pure exasperation.
"Hm, I take it that means you are refusing this great task?" Hilda asked, her face cold and her tone flat, the air around her growing heavy.
"Hell yeah it does!" Oga shouted, practically shoving the baby toward Hilda, desperate to hand him off.
"Is that so? Well, in that case, I will proceed to kill you now." She smiled faintly.
I felt her mana shift as she lifted her pink umbrella and slowly drew a sword from it. I knew she was about to use some kind of bomb magic, but we were back in my real room, and I wasn't about to let that shit slide.
With the tiniest pulse of my mana, I locked her magic in place, teleporting right in front of her. I caught the blade with my bare hand, stopping her from pulling it free from the sheath.
She recoiled back at my sudden closeness, but I locked the space around her so she couldn't move.
"Listen closely, because I'm only going to say this once. This is my home, Oga is my friend, and this is my world. I know for a fact that if your Demon King tried to destroy it, he would face heavy resistance, not just from its residents but from his own kind. There are plenty of demons who work with humans as contractors, and they would not be happy to find their contractors dead, now would they? I don't care if you want to raise that child here, but if you were truly a threat, I'll kill you. Blink if you understand?" She did, and I released the locks on her.
I could see the fear in her eyes; she knew she was outmatched. My mana washed over her like a tsunami, and I kept it away from the kid. I did not want him crushed under its weight, and I certainly did not want him to latch on to me for my strength.
I don't mind kids, and I even plan on having some in the future, but I sure as shit am not raising somebody else's brat. Not now, not ever.
"Okay, now that's out of the way, let's proceed." I clapped my hands with a chipper tone, and we folded back into the mirror dimension.
"What, where are we?" Hilda asked, confused at the changing surroundings.
"Taka, why did you bring us to the mirror dimension?" Oga asked, his voice uneasy. He had a bad feeling about this. I'd brought him here plenty of times for training, which was exactly why he knew what was coming.
"Ah, well, it's very simple, my friend," I said with a grin, giving Hilda a little push toward him. "She wants to kill you, and since I know you still need more training, I figured, why not? Current objective: Survive."
I teleported about twenty meters up, watching from above. A few seconds later, the room exploded in a burst of mana and dust, and Oga came flying out the window, yelling, "Takayuki!"
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Hildegarde
She watched the man who had refused to become Beel's father flee with a level of agility no human should possess. His movements were fast, almost graceful, as he sprinted up walls and leapt across broken beams to escape her pursuit.
Her eyes narrowed. Humans were meant to be weak, fragile things, barely worth a demon's notice, yet this one moved with precision and control. Each motion was efficient, deliberate, and far beyond the capacity of any ordinary mortal.
It made no sense. How could a human evade her so easily? For the first time in a long while, Hilda felt something other than disdain toward a human. She felt genuine intrigue.
Then again, her curiosity only went so far. The other human, the one who had threatened her, was a different matter entirely. She didn't know what to make of him. The power he possessed was unimaginable, unlike anything she had ever felt before. His mana had pressed down on her like a storm, suffocating and absolute.
And now that same human had forcibly transported her to a world devoid of life. At least there was one small advantage to this situation. Here, she could unleash her full power without restraint. In the human world, doing so would have drawn far too much attention, and she would have been recalled immediately, leaving Beelzebub IV in the care of lesser demon attendants who could never hope to meet her standards.
Here, though... she smiled faintly. Here, she could fight freely.
The human she chased darted across the rooftops before dropping into a narrow alley in a desperate attempt to escape. Hilda followed from above, her eyes locked on his movements. She could go all out in this place, but the problem remained. He was still holding her young master.
She couldn't risk harming Beelzebub IV. Each spell she cast had to be carefully controlled, aimed precisely at the areas around the fleeing human instead of at him directly. Even so, the explosions from her attacks shook the ground and tore through the air, the force enough to make the alley tremble.
It was infuriating. She was a high-ranking demon maidservant, and yet she was being forced to restrain herself against a human.
She landed lightly on top of a power line post. "Give up. Do you really think you can outrun a demon?"
"Shut up! Stay up there trying to look cool forever, for all I care! Also, I can see your underwear, idiot!" Oga yelled back, flipping her off. The gesture only served to irritate her further, a faint twitch appearing at the corner of her eye as her composure began to crack.
"Very well. Akubaba!" Hilda commanded. A massive demonic bird let out a piercing screech as it swooped down from the sky, landing heavily in front of Oga, shaking the ground beneath its talons.
Without breaking his stride, Oga leapt into the air and brought his heel down in a clean axe kick to the bird's head, slamming it into the ground before continuing to run as if nothing had happened.
'Agility, speed, and strength? This human is different.' Hilda was surprised by how quickly Akubaba had been defeated, but she didn't allow the shock to show; maintaining her composure, she continued the pursuit.
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Tatsumi Oga
He stood by the riverbank, chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. He had been running for nearly an hour, and even with his chakra keeping him going, fatigue was starting to set in. "Okay, now where the dell is that demon bitch?" He stood back up, looking around, only to feel something cold touch his cheek.
Glancing down, Oga saw the gleam of cold steel resting against his skin.
"You think you can escape?" Hilda's voice was calm, her tone carrying that same detached authority. "You refuse, despite being chosen by the prince. Demons are very selective with their contracts, you see. This is goodbye. She pressed the blade forward, just enough to slice into his skin. A thin line of blood trickled down his cheek, and a single drop fell, landing softly on Beel's face.
Beel's eyes began to water, the boy trembling before a sharp crack of electricity rolled off his tiny body. "Young master?" Hilda's composure faltered as she stepped back, concern for him breaking through her calm exterior. For a brief moment, she thought she might have hurt him.
But it was already too late. The child's wail split the air, and with it came a surge of lightning that crackled like a storm, shaking the very ground beneath them.
"Yo-Young master, please don't throw a tantrum!" Hilda called out, leaping backward to avoid the bolts of lightning bursting from Beel's tiny body. It wasn't far enough. One struck her shoulder, sending her crashing into the riverside with a loud crash.
She sat up slowly, the ringing in her ears fading to a dull hum as her vision cleared. Her gaze settled on her young master, who was still wailing, sparks of blue lightning flickering wildly around his small body.
"So, are you gonna do anything to stop that?" The voice came from behind her, calm yet laced with amusement. Hilda turned her head sharply to find the terrifying human, Taka, standing there. His expression was unreadable, but there was a faint, knowing smile on his face that made her uneasy.
'He wouldn't truly hurt the young master, would he?' Hilda thought, her grip tightening on her sword. For all his frightening power and unsettling calm, she couldn't sense any killing intent from him. Still, the uncertainty gnawed at her.
"Well? My friend is kinda getting electrocuted over there." She snapped out of her thoughts at the sound of his voice.
"I-I can't. Only the Great Demon King can control the prince's tantrums," Hilda stammered, her voice trembling despite her best efforts to remain composed. Her eyes darted between the raging infant and the calm expression on Taka's face.
"Alright, I'll deal with him," Furuichi said, stepping forward calmly. Before he could take another step, Hilda moved between him and Beel, sword drawn and eyes sharp.
"It doesn't matter how strong you are," she said, her voice steady and full of conviction. "I will not let you harm the young master."
"Lady, are you dumb? I'm not going to hurt a baby. I'm gonna do the same thing I did to you earlier. I'll send out a small mana pulse, disrupt his energy temporarily, and then he'll just be a normal crying baby. Then you can calm him down, Miss Wet Nurse."
Furuichi stepped forward to do just that, but before he could, Oga laid a hand on Beel's head, and the baby immediately stopped crying. "A man shouldn't be crying like that; people will think you're weak," Oga said, then sank back, bruises and minor burns covering him.
Hilda watched the interaction in stunned silence. 'He stopped... but that's impossible. Even I can't calm him when he cries like that. Wait, the true purpose of sending the young master to find a human parent was to use that person as a catalyst to draw out his immense magical power in this world. No matter how much of a fit the young master was throwing, for this man to withstand and even stop it... There's no doubt about it. This man is qualified to be his father.'
"Well, I think that was a productive training session!" Furuichi said with a smile, c'mon, everyone, let's go back.
"Taka, you bastard, where have you been?" Oga swung at him, but Taka just laughed and easily sidestepped the hit.
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Bonus Scene
"Hey, Taka, why do you always call me Oga instead of my first name?" Oga asked as we sat in my room playing Mario Kart.
"I don't know, just kinda used to it," I said, tossing a red shell his way.
"I guess, but you call my sister by her first name," he replied, blocking the shell with a banana peel.
"That's because when she made me an honorary member of Red Tail, she made me call her Boss. When she retired, she told me to just use her first name... Also, she's hotter than you," I said, grinning as I launched a blue shell that nailed him right before the finish line. I blasted past him with a golden mushroom.
"YOU FUCKING CHEATER!" Oga shouted, spiking my indestructible controller into the floor.
"Git gud, scrub," I said, leaning back with the smuggest grin imaginable.
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Author's Note.
Almost 5k words, hope you like it cuz you ain't getting another till I continue writing on my weekend
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