The all-powerful middle schooler

"From my perspective, you have a lot to improve, but... considering your current state, it's understandable."

Under Izumi Hasegawa's scrutinizing gaze, the girls guiltily avoided looking at each other.

"Of course, because we are truly normal people!"

They were secretly complaining.

"If we're really talking about weaknesses, I feel that you still have a lot of room for improvement in close combat."

With a gentle touch to her chin, Izumi Hasegawa came to an answer after much thought.

"That's because I don't usually need to get close; I'm used to using spells."

“Normally, I only need to use the Evil King’s True Eye to decide the outcome of a battle.”

"Compared to the Sage, my fighting ability is indeed inferior to Death, but I have never encountered an opponent in the parallel dimension. I guess that's the difference between dimensions."

"Yeah, because I don't usually need to lift a finger; my stand can handle it for me."

The four goddesses each had a different appearance, but each found a reason to explain it.

"In that case, strengthening your close-combat capabilities is also an urgent matter."

He said, deeply agreeing.

In his memory, there are very few victories or defeats determined solely by ability. Even if close combat doesn't have a decisive effect, it usually plays a crucial role.

For example, when the so-called "King of Curses," Sukuna, fights another so-called "strongest sorcerer of the modern era," they'll throw punches; Luffy, the sun god with the most shameless abilities, will throw punches; and Kakarot, the master of ki-powered martial arts, will throw punches...

There was also the Quincy King, who was considered omniscient and omnipotent, but was killed by Ichigo Kurosaki with a single sword strike at close range.

Through these cases, he learned that close-combat ability is indeed indispensable, and relying solely on bugged abilities is not enough.

"So, Sage, do we still have to train in martial arts with you?"

Rikka Takanashi was reminded of the scene from the previous kendo challenge.

"No, it's just learning simple close combat skills and coping methods. It's still different from being a real martial artist. Dual cultivation of magic and martial arts is too difficult for you. Unless you are a martial arts prodigy who is one in ten thousand, it is impossible to do both at the same time."

Izumi Hasegawa immediately shook her head.

“My sage, perhaps I am the one-in-a-million martial arts prodigy Death.”

Sanae Tokomori raised her hand as if she were self-promoting.

"Alright, let me give it a try..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared from sight.

"Boom."

He came up behind the girl and delivered a karate chop, and the girl immediately fainted.

"It seems you are not."

He looked at the girl who had fallen into his arms, shook his head, and made his assessment.

The other three: "..."

What kind of testing method is this?

"My chop to the neck was a test of Tuo Shou's physique. If she were truly a martial arts prodigy, she would either have reacted quickly enough or been able to withstand the attack... Obviously, she did neither."

Noticing their suspicious looks, Izumi Hasegawa shrugged and offered an explanation.

A few minutes later, the Far East Magic Society arrived at the shoe cabinet downstairs.

"I... just fell asleep?"

Sanae Tokomori groggily opened her eyes, a faint fragrance wafting to her nose.

"Awake? If you're awake, then you can go downstairs."

Upon hearing the sound, Dansheng Gusen casually put the girl off his back.

"How can you fix this? Dekomori isn't some kind of death..."

Sanae Dekomori learned from Rikka what had happened after she fainted and muttered something.

After changing their shoes, they walked out of the teaching building.

The sun was blazing, and the air seemed to be filled with waves of heat; the air was thick with the scent of summer.

"So hot."

Natsukawa Masaki covered her forehead with one hand, her expression one of unbearable pain.

The same applies to others.

They hadn't felt it indoors with air conditioning, but now they were enjoying it thoroughly.

The sweltering heat was very uncomfortable for the pampered young girls.

"Minister, can't you feel the heat?"

She noticed that Hasegawa's expression remained completely unchanged.

"When you possess spiritual power, you will be immune to heat and cold. At your pace, it shouldn't take more than a few days to master your first bit of spiritual power... Spiritual power, isn't it amazing?"

Hasegawa Izumi turned around and smiled slightly.

"Spiritual power, so amazing...!"

Natsukawa Masaki was genuinely amazed.

The girls' eyes instantly turned fervent.

Just imagine, not having to worry about sweating and getting their clothes wet in the summer—that's something that would be incredibly appealing to them.

Instead of going to the sports field, they went to a secluded little garden.

"In the future, when you possess spiritual power, your physical abilities will not be too weak with the enhancement, so you don't need to specifically train your physical bodies to avoid being distracted..."

"The best way to hone close-combat skills is through actual combat, to memorize them through physical experience..."

Hasegawa Izumi stepped aside, slowly turned around, flicked her fingers, and said with great interest.

"Then, let me become your practice subject!"

Girls: Huh? We'll fight you!?

6 can't win at all? I don't understand!

They knew perfectly well how strong the minister was; his previous performances alone were quite terrifying.

They even mentally assessed that they might find it very troublesome when they awaken in the future.

"Minister, if you want to abuse us, just say so. Don't be so coy. Just stick your butt out and I'll spank you."

Natsukawa Masaki suspected that he wanted to take the opportunity to retaliate against the little tricks he usually played, so he puffed out his cheeks and pretended to be dissatisfied.

This guy is really shameless!

Her words made the other girls blush instantly.

"Okay, I'll spank you."

Hanase Izumi smiled, her eyes narrowed.

He could clearly see through the girl's little thoughts.

And you think you can flirt with him?

"Well, let's forget about it then, Minister. I was just kidding."

The seemingly alluring witch of greed immediately chose to back down.

He straightened his expression and continued, "Of course I won't fight you seriously. I will only use strength and speed that are similar to yours, but with slightly better skills, and then gradually improve them. This way, I can maximize your ability to respond."

The girls were deeply moved by this treatment.

This must have been quite a lot of work for the minister, right?

"Waaah, I will definitely not let the Sage down!"

Sanae Tokomori even covered her face and wept.

"We will work hard!"

After exchanging glances with the others, Rikka Takanashi spoke solemnly at the same time.

Seeing that they were all able to make up their minds, Izumi Hasegawa nodded with satisfaction.

He wasn't stubborn and knew how to learn from those stronger than himself, so it seems the foundation of the organization he built was quite good.

As for how far they can go in the future, that depends on their own destiny.

A gentle breeze blows, and the leaves rustle softly.

Sunlight filters through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows that create beautiful patterns on the ground.

The boy and girl stood facing each other, one with a solemn expression, the other with a calm and composed demeanor.

"Not coming? Then I'll go first."

Izumi Hasegawa looked at the petite girl in front of her and said.

"No! I'll go first."

Rikka Takanashi took a deep breath and clenched her fists.

The opponent before her was someone she had never imagined; this was not a game with the Holy Healer, but a formal battle.

She needs to be mentally prepared for this.

The girl next to him was also holding her breath, her eyes glued to him.

It wasn't that they felt particularly nervous, but rather that they were going to be on stage later and needed to learn more to avoid looking too embarrassed.

"I am coming!"

The girl in the arena moved, rushing forward at top speed, and then threw what she considered her most powerful punch.

"Too immature."

Hasegawa Izumi only took a slight step back to dodge the attack, then stretched out her right arm to lean against the girl's neck, and placed her right leg behind the girl to assist in the force.

"Clap."

Rikka Takanashi plopped down on the ground, her eyes blank and bewildered.

Is it over yet?

Although she was indeed very bad, it was still somewhat unexpected that she was taken down in one move under the same circumstances.

"Your movements were too exaggerated and your intentions too obvious. Remember to correct this flaw next time. Go and think about it for a while."

Hasegawa Izumi pulled her up from the ground, then waved for them to leave, turning her gaze to the others.

"Next up, Tokomare."

"It's time for me to die."

Sanae Tokomori wiped the sweat from her forehead, unsure whether it was from the heat or from fear.

Compared to Rikka, she used a different attack method.

"Attack as quickly as possible! Otherwise, it will be easily dodged."

The girl twirled her long ponytail, which was tied with sandbags, making a whooshing sound in the air.

"A very unique weapon, like a meteor hammer, but can you handle it?"

Hasegawa Izumi's eyes had a very imposing look.

"How will you know if you don't try? Death!"

Sanae Tokomori remains inactive, waiting for the right opportunity.

"Attention."

Hasegawa Izumi's eyes sharpened, and she took the initiative to rush over. Her speed wasn't particularly fast, but the girl was able to react.

"right here."

Sanae Tokomori seized the opportunity and, using the potential energy of the rotation, threw the 'meteor hammer'.