The Untouchable of Magic High School – A New God Enters the Game

My name is Touya Rokutsuka. I was born as the younger brother of Atsuko Rokutsuka, the current head of the Rokutsuka family.

Born with a delicate, almost feminine frame, I'll clarify: my male anatomy is fully intact. I was created in the Sixth Magic Research Institute in Tohoku, a genetically engineered being derived from my sister's DNA. Clones typically suffer from genetic instability, leading to short lifespans. Yet, by some twist of fate, I'm told I possess a lifespan exceeding that of a normal human. The institute's researchers treated this miraculous existence like a lab animal, never granting me the Rokutsuka name, only calling me "No.18."

Fed up with that life, I escaped. Climbing mountains, I embraced nature without restraint. Atop one peak, the view inspired thoughts of a different life. There, as if waiting, stood a woman—my genetic sister, mother, and identical source: Atsuko Rokutsuka. She extended her hand and declared, "Hey, want to join the Rokutsuka family?"

I hesitated, but the idea of living as an experiment was unbearable. Accepting her offer, I took the name Touya—derived from "No.18"—ten years ago. Atsuko became the official Rokutsuka head, and I served as her aide. Her parents, both genetically engineered, had passed early—her father long gone, her mother's magic fading after his death, paving the way for Atsuko's leadership. My detached perspective likely stems from my origins.

Three years later, Atsuko proposed I attend First High in Kanto, not Fifth High in Tohoku. Some at the Sixth Institute hadn't abandoned their research on me. When they sent pursuers, I evaded them using my sister's heat manipulation and my innate skill, [Heat Radar], detecting heat sources. Crossing countless mountains, I faced a speeding motorcycle. Too stunned to use magic, I crouched, bracing for impact.

The crash never came. Opening my eyes, I saw a boy flung back, having stopped the bike. As I rushed to him, he groaned, "Tch, you could've just run, kid. You okay?"

A collision at 60 km/h should've been fatal, yet he struggled to stand, enduring pain. I applied first-aid magic, easing pain via heat manipulation. Still, three cracked ribs? Absurd. A crash like that should've shattered bones, but this boy defied logic.

Atsuko, arriving after a call, bowed to him and his family. My fault played a part, so it was fair. I still recall their shock at the treatment costs Atsuko paid—a million yen for cracked ribs, partly for silence. I was rattled too. His name: Leonhard Saijo. Hoping to reconnect at First High, I accepted Atsuko's plan.

Through her arrangements, I stayed with the Shibata family, Fifth High alumni. Osamu, the head, a martial artist who valued training, seemed reasonable unless something (I don't know what) was involved. His son, Katsushige, was a gentleman, and Kotona Tsumi doted on me. Her brother, Kanata, was wary at first but softened after Kotona's scolding and Katsushige's talks. Atsuko's near-worship of the Yotsuba head, Maya, suggested the Shibatas were Yotsuba affiliates. It hit me: I was truly a Rokutsuka, part of the Ten Master Clans.

I sparred occasionally with Kanata, grateful to face a different type of magician. His competitive streak led to intense bouts, followed by Kotona's signature knuckle to his head—a ritual of sorts. The pursuers? They'd "relocated," so I didn't pry. Sometimes, ignorance is bliss, as they say: "Let sleeping gods lie."

Despite the Rokutsuka name's weight in magical society, I expected attention at First High but found none, thanks to two classmates who outshone me.

Yugen Mitsuya, First High's "Untouchable," the top first-year and a Ten Master Clans scion, excelled in practicals and pioneered modern magic techniques. He casually mentioned defeating the Juumonji heir's [Phalanx] in an official match—a feat placing him among the clan's elite, though he seemed unaware of his own stature.

Miyuki Shiba, who delivered the entrance ceremony speech for Yugen, exuded an almost artistic aura. I sensed a kinship in her, though I kept it to myself. Normally reserved, she grew emotional over Yuugen or her brother (Shizuku called her a "tragic beauty"). When angry or jealous, her freezing magic activated instinctively.

I'd experienced similar issues. My poor control once triggered [Niflheim Flare], my innate magic, freezing my surroundings. Miyuki's might be an even stronger mental interference magic, but prying into others' magic is bad form, so I left it alone.

Thanks to them, I stayed under the radar, bonding as classmates. I also reunited with Leo. When I mentioned the incident, he was stunned, never imagining he'd saved a Ten Master Clans member. That connection led us to join the mountaineering club, where we completed the advanced training course on day one—a legend, though not our fault. Compared to jogging up Fuji, it was a stroll.

Weeks later, attackers stormed the school. A few had guns, but most wielded knives. As terrorists targeted the biathlon club, I acted without hesitation, casting [Absolute Maiden], a spell using heat-energy control to freeze targets via atmospheric water vapor, leaving them able to breathe but incapacitated. Faster than launching foes with movement magic, it was my go-to.

All went well until Tsugumi Igarashi, third-year biathlon club captain, fixed me with a gaze like a "maiden in love." Before I knew it, she grabbed my hands.

"This might be sudden," she stammered, "but… will you go out with me?"

Was this love at first sight? I couldn't deny finding her cool, fighting for her juniors. I said yes. The biathlon club erupted in teasing cheers, including from Honoka and Shizuku—I'd get them back later. My status as a non-heir made it easier, though her brother, my classmate, complicated things. He'd cried, "Finally, someone decent for my sister," only for Tsugumi to choke him out with a joint lock, a move from the former student council president.

Being favored by the "Untouchable" makes you stronger, they say—a world I'd rather not understand.

I told Atsuko, who shouted, "Red rice tonight! Let's celebrate!" My ears rang—please, no yelling. She insisted I bring Tsugumi home, but wasn't that premature? The Shibatas had varied reactions: Kanata's "Die, normie!" earned him Kotona's headlock, while Katsushige gave a wry smile and a pat on my shoulder. Not as wild as Atsuko, but lively. I didn't mind.

I balanced mountaineering and biathlon clubs, occasionally joining Yuugen and Miyuki at the dojo with Leo and Erika for light exercise. When Miyuki threw Erika in a judo spar, we were floored—Erika included, who couldn't process it. Miyuki's wry smile confirmed the "Untouchable" rumors.

In the biathlon club, I became Tsugumi's "healing pillow." When other girls tried hugging me, she'd flash a smile—lacking warmth—and declare, "Anyone touching my Touya answers to me." Her devotion was cute; her blushing, feminine. The club's teasing, her outbursts, and my calming her became a routine.

A few lucky-pervert moments happened—Tsugumi, embarrassed, whispered, "The rest is for private…" I wanted to enjoy student life first, so I held off. Shizuku said, "Good luck," and Honoka, "I'll take notes." I warned Honoka not to; she's oblivious to her own charm. Tsugumi's brother, Yousuke, said, "Tame my wild-horse sister." Too soon, guys.

My detachment had a reason. Atsuko, hearing of our relationship, sent a letter to the Igarashi family, recognizing Tsugumi as my fiancée. Chaos ensued. The Igarashi, a main Numbered family, marrying into the Ten Master Clans' Rokutsuka elevated their status. I wasn't sure about inheriting, but Atsuko declared me the next head, planning to retire early and chase Maya Yotsuba. My head ached.

I was floored, but Tsugumi panicked. She'd braced for clan politics but hadn't expected this as a high schooler. "Am I really enough?" she asked. I resolved to commit, happy she saw me as a man. When I said so, she blushed and looked away—I don't think I said anything weird.

The engagement was announced to the Ten Master Clans. At First High, with its mix of clans, rumors spread fast. Tsugumi faced a barrage of questions, but thanks to Yuugen, I escaped scrutiny—grateful, inwardly. The Igarashi sent an overly formal letter; Atsuko griped, "Humility's fine, but it feels like we're the bad guys." The Rokugou, a Rokutsuka branch, approved my heirship—Atsuko's clan-head prowess at work.

Dating Tsugumi earned me recognition from student council president Mayumi Saegusa, club union head Katsuto Juumonji, and disciplinary committee chair Mari Watanabe. Mari, from a Numbered family like Tsugumi, bonded with her, often giving love advice—possibly about Erika's brother, given the Chiba name, though Erika never mentioned it.

First-term exams ranked me third overall, behind Yuugen and Miyuki—no surprise. My Nine Schools Competition spot was confirmed for two rookie events. "Cardinal George" will likely compete in men's Speed Shooting. He once mistook me for a girl and confessed—time for payback. Shame direct attacks are banned. Tch, my bad, that slipped out.

Consulting Yuugen about it, he said, "Now I get why you and Igarashi-senpai are together… You're cut from the same cloth." What did he mean?

As Tatsuya left the guidance office, he was greeted by classmates Leo, Erika, Mizuki, Miyuki, Yuugen, Shizuku, Honoka, and Touya—a conspicuous crowd, even in the quiet staff building.

"Nice work, Tatsuya," Leo said.

"Shall we say, 'Thanks for your service'?" Touya teased.

"I'm not some yakuza, Touya," Tatsuya replied. "It was a hassle, I'll admit."

The faculty had questioned him: "If you can't do practicals, how do you ace theory? Are you slacking?" When Tatsuya shared this, Touya raised an objection as they walked—though their striking looks drew eyes regardless.

"Sure, Course 2 students may be less skilled in practicals," Touya said. "But 'lower' by this school's metrics doesn't mean 'incapable.' That's an exaggeration. No offense to Course 2 folks."

"I get it," Erika said. "You're not like some tactless jerk."

"Gotta poke the fire, huh?" Leo shot back.

Saying "can't do practicals" implied "can't use magic," questioning the entrance exam's integrity and the evaluators' judgment. Practical records existed to verify ability, yet the faculty ignored them—a shoddy oversight.

"Exactly," Mizuki said. "Saying theory is impossible is absurd."

"Without faculty guidance, Course 2 students ranking high in theory is commendable," Shizuku added. "Classmates crying 'cheating' should be ashamed of their own lack of effort. Me included."

"They have no reason to cheat," Honoka said. "If Yuugen-san hadn't stepped in, Miyuki would've turned the classroom into a freezer."

Everyone pictured Miyuki's wrath; Tatsuya silently thanked Yuugen for averting another April incident.

"So, Touya," Erika said, "you've been dating Igarashi-senpai since April, right? Doing boyfriend stuff?"

"Weekly dates, commuting together, test prep," Touya said.

"Whoa, you're unfazed," Erika said.

"Can't let you toy with me," Touya replied. "I'm mountain-trained and a Rokutsuka."

Erika, expecting to rattle him, blinked as he answered coolly. Leo nodded silently. Erika, annoyed, whacked Leo's head with a rolled-up notebook, sparking their usual "married couple" bickering. The group sighed.

Watching, Touya recalled something and turned to Shizuku. "Hey, Shizuku, you've been eyeing Yuugen since that incident."

"What!?" Honoka gasped. "I didn't notice!"

"It's not your fault, Honoka," Shizuku said. "I've been trying, but he doesn't notice."

Erika, abandoning her spat with Leo, grabbed Shizuku's arm with spell-like speed. "This sounds juicy. Let's hit the cafeteria for details!"

"Wait, hold on!" Shizuku protested.

"Wait up!" Honoka called, chasing with Mizuki.

"Erika-chan! I'll catch them!" Mizuki said.

Tatsuya, Leo, and Touya watched them go. Tatsuya turned to Touya. "Know something?"

"Since the second day of recruitment week," Touya said. "She's been obvious, but Yuugen's busy with student council."

"And training my sister," Tatsuya added. "He's a magnet."

Touya didn't know details but noticed Shizuku's hints during group talks. Yugen, the "Untouchable," was a tough target. "Her biggest rival is the real challenge," Touya said.

"How's it feel, as Miyuki's brother?" Leo asked.

"Not my place to meddle," Tatsuya said. "Interfering would burn more than my hand."

Meddling in love leads to ruin, as the saying goes. Tatsuya wanted to support Miyuki but couldn't intervene unless she asked. Miyuki struggled with love, while Shizuku's feelings for Yugen emerged. Their shared target was their toughest foe.

"Yugen's what they call a dense romantic," Tatsuya said. "What's wrong, Touya?"

"Nothing," Touya said, thinking, Not noticing Honoka's feelings makes you just as dense, Tatsuya.

Leo tilted his head at Touya's exasperated sigh.