Systematic Shinobi: Multiverse Mayhem - Chapter 4.2 (Patreon)

Daiki arrived in Magnolia only an hour after he left Crocus. And that was mostly only because he stopped a few times to upload more music from his subconscious to his magical headphones.

God they were just so amazing.

Oddly enough though, as he entered Magnolia he could feel a tense, fearful aura practically radiating from the towns populace.

And it didn't take him long to find out why.

In the distance, overseeing Magnolia as a whole he could see the Fairy Tail guild. And the dozens of massive iron pillars spearing through the building.

"…My timing is impeccable as always." Daiki commented dryly and snorted.

So Gajeel had already had his fun wrecking the place and Phantom Lord were gunning to pull up and fuck around.

Though going by the fact the guild was still standing right now, it meant the latter half of the attack hadn't commenced.

Not that it would have even mattered if it was happening right this very moment and he walked into the middle of it.

He would snap Jose Porla in half.

With one arm.

Shrugging, Daiki's feet carried him along the way to the Fairy Tail guild, and before long he arrived. He slid his earphones down around his neck and stared up at the wreckage, "Somebody sure had a fun party wrecking this place, huh?" he asked aloud.

Though he wasn't talking to himself or the air or anything rhetoric or anything like.

But rather, to the person behind him. He'd felt them walking along the same route as him on the way here and they stood out like a small sun compared to all the other people he passed on the way here.

Hell, they had around twice as much magic power as he himself had.

"Something like that," a sweet female voice spoke from behind him, "If you're here to visit the guild though, as you can see we're not exactly in the right state to have any visitors right now."

Daiki turned around to face the speaker and found himself looking at a relatively tall young woman carrying a pair of bags in her hands, with a gorgeous pale skinned face, deep dark blue eyes and shimmering luscious wavy white hair. She was clad in in a maroon ankle length, pleated dress adorned with pink ribbons that flared out at the stomach to show off wide hips and with a plunging necking that showed off a deep valley of pale, mouth watering cleavage.

Daiki had to resist the urge to whistle as he took in the absolutely beautiful form of Mirajane Strauss, 'Those are bigger than Anko's!' he thought, astonished.

Damn, she was breath taking.

"What about people looking to sign up?" Daiki asked, "I was hoping to see if I could actually become a fairy tail wizard."

"Well, I suppose that would be up to master," Mirajane mused, giving him a pretty smile, "You can always ask. Though are you sure? We're in a bit of a situation right now and if you join now you might get caught up in it." she cautioned.

"That's fine, I'm pretty strong and can look after myself," Daiki shrugged, "I'm Daiki by the way, Daiki Yurei, and you're Mirajane right?"

"That's right, nice to meet you Daiki," Mirajane beamed at him, before giving him a playfully narrowed gaze, "Aren't you a bit young though to be looking at magazines like that though?"

Daiki blinked slowly, confused at her words, before it clicked a second later. She thought he only knew of her because she was a model and tended to model for Wizard Witch Weekly and done a ton of bikini shots and stuff.

Honestly, it was probably akin to a playboy magazine or something in that regard in this world.

"Nope," he denied with a grin, "Literally, I've not seen anything concerning age laws here."

He'd actually checked. There were no laws established around here that he could find that gave an age of consent or when one could start drinking alcohol.

Which kind of made sense, wasn't Cana drinking alcohol already when she was the same age as him?

"Hmm, well okay," Mirajane laughed with a shrug of her own, "Come on, I'll show you to master." she bid him to follow.

And he did.

'Damn.' he thought as he followed behind her, eyes drifting down to settle on her large rear end that the back of her dress hung over like a shelf.

Mirajane Strauss was stacked as all hell.

Mirajane lead Daiki into the guild, where he found much of the inner main area completely demolished by Gajeel's iron pillars, before being taken behind the bar and down a flight of stairs behind it.

As they descended down, the general noise that one tended to hear from a pub or bar, rowdy shouting, clanking glasses and more entered his ears and a moment later he stepped down into the basement where he found tens of dozens of people gathered around small table, talking away and more.

His eyes landed on a beautiful woman with deep wavy brown hair clad in only a pair of brown capri pants and a blue bikini top that struggled to contain her bodacious bosom, right in the process of tanning an entire barrel of alcohol, the mark of fairy tail in pitch black emblazoned on one of her curvy hips.

Cana Alberona was an incredible beauty for sure, but despite the free show she was pretty much giving, Daiki found himself gaping at the sheer amount of alcohol she consumed in mere seconds.

'Girl must have a liver like a steel cage.' he snorted as Mirajane led him towards the end of the basement where a small old man dressed in orange, with a funny little jester like hat atop his head sat drinking from a mug of beer.

"Oh, Mira! Back from getting stuff for the pantry?" Makarov greeted her as they approached, a healthy flush on his cheeks, "Who's your young friend? A newcomer?" he asked, glancing at Daiki.

"Yep, this is Daiki, master," Mirajane introduced him, "He was looking to see about joining the guild."

"Well, I don't see why not," Makarov gave a laugh, "Though, that's assuming you're not bothered by the ruckus going around here and caused by those idiots that hit up our guild the other night."

"Eh, hardly," Daiki shrugged, "Where I come from, anyone that would do this and count it as an attack would get laughed at. Only weaklings would count this as some sort of victory."

"Too right," Makarov slammed his thigh, before giving him a piercing look, "A kid like you though? Words like that, and the feel I get from you? You seem to come from a brutal place if I'm not wrong, right lad?"

Huh, he clocked on to that from him that quickly? Well, Makarov always did seem the intuitive type.

"Basically a mercenary state, where kids with talent like me are raised from our toddler years to do anything a client wants as long as they pay enough," Daiki replied bluntly, "Though, I'm not exactly from around these parts, a lot like your staff using member actually."

"Oh….oh!" Makarov's eyes widened.

"Staff using?" Mirajane's eyes screwed up in confusion, before she shook her head, her eyes widening as his words seemed to click, "Wait, you're a child soldier? That's horrible." she gasped.

"I guess? Honestly, it's actually kind of weird walking around this country to be honest, back home I'd need to be constantly on alert for enemies," Daiki admitted, and looked into Makarov's eyes, "I won't actually be around for long before I jump again, but I wanted to join Fairy Tail while I was here."

"Are you fleeing?" Makarov asked, brows furrowing seriously.

"No, nothing like that, I'm actually next in line to be the Hokage, the leader of our military," Daiki laughed, "I just…kind of messed up experimenting with a technique that interferes with space and time and kind of…got thrown into a completely different dimension."

"…Eh?" Mirajane blinked, goggling at him.

"I…see," Makarov hummed, taking a swig from his mug of alcohol, "A lot to take in. Though, quite a bit of responsibility for one so young to become the leader of an entire state."

"It's more of a strength thing to be honest," Daiki smirked proudly, crossing his arm, "In the old man currently leadings words, to be Hokage, the title of our leader is to be an unstoppable, undefeatable sentinel, a pillar of invincibility."

"Big words and big shoes." Makarov mused, raising an eyebrow at him. There was a challenge in that stair.

He could practically hear the small old man asking, 'And you are strong enough for that position.'

"Lemme put it like this old man," Daiki shrugged, "Even if you and the other wizard saints of this country came at me together, I could beat all of you at once. Though don't get me wrong, you guys are strong, and I'm not saying you're weak or anything. But where I come from? We're trained from the point when we can walk, to fight, kill and die for our homeland, every single day. Even while I stand in front of you, I'm training this very moment."

"…Huh?" Mirajane who had been silently absorbing the discussion gave him an odd look, "You're not doing…anything though Daiki?" she pointed out confused.

In reply, Daiki lifted one arm and showed her the weights around in, "These are weights, I've got a set on each arm and my legs," he explained, "Each one of them weighs one hundred tons, so I'm currently carrying four hundred tons of weight right now."

"F…four hundred tons!?" Mirajane gaped at him in disbelief.

Makarov on the other hand, barely batted an eye, "I see, that does make sense," he nodded slowly, "But…is such a place worth speaking so proudly of? A place where young children like yourself will waste your lives in the pursuit of strength and die en-masse at young ages, never getting to truly enjoy your lives?"

"Are you kidding?" it was Daiki's turn to ask in disbelief, eyebrows raising, "I fucking hate that place. If I could? I'd happily stay here and be a full time member of Fairy Tail? It's so much lighter here, so much more fun, there's gorgeous and nice girls like Mirajane here around and even my…I suppose cousin whom I'd like to meet properly is part of this guild."

"Huh?" if possible, Mirajane looked even more confused.

Makarov nodded, "Then why not do so? I'll happily accept you as a member of Fairy Tail."

If only it was so simple. Gorgeous girls like Mirajane, Erza, Cana and more. Easy street enemies that he could deal with without a problem. Fun adventures to be had and fun people to be around.

That was like a dream.

"Because I made a promise," Daiki shrugged, his smirk lessening into a more genuine smile, "And people are relying on me. I have to go back, I just wanted to see what it would be like to be a fairy tail mage for a little bit."

"What a horrible world you must come from, for such burdens to be placed on someone so young," Makarov sighed, before shrugging, "Well, if you want to join, I'm all for it."

"Awesome." Daiki pumped his fist.

"Uhm, not to rain on the parade," Mirajane spoke up, "But, this all sounds really farfetched. Other dimensions and worlds? It sounds like make believe."

"It does, but he's telling the truth," Makarov snorted, "I know of the existence of at least one other dimension connected to ours called Edolas."

"Oh…really?" Mirajane blinked, "Oh right, staff using member that was what Daiki said. Does that mean, Mystogan is from another world then?"

"Yes, though that's supposed to be a secret." Makarov gave Daiki a dry look.

Said boy just shrugged.

"Wow," Mirajane stared at him gobsmacked, before laughing, "So other worlds exist out there as well huh? How amazing."

Hmm actually, speaking of Edolas. The sister she thought was dead and was still in despair over to this day, was actually alive and over there.

…He supposed he should tell her that, but how to word it? He wondered.

"While we're still on the topic," Makarov eyed Daiki with interest, "You said one of our members is a cousin of yours, do you mean Mystogan?"

"Technical cousin and no," Daiki corrected and his grin returned in full force. He held out his hand and flames flickered into existence within his palm, "Among other things, I'm the one who inherited the power of Atlas Flame the Hellfire Dragon and the sworn brother and best friend of Igneel, the king of the fire dragons."

"…And the plot thickens." Mirajane gave a snorting giggle.

"And I need another drink." Makarov huffed.