The all-powerful middle schooler

"A mere fatal wound shouldn't be difficult to treat, right?"

Right there in the corridor, a middle-aged doctor in a white coat was surrounded by a group of menacing-looking guys. Some of them were shirtless and all of them had tattoos, making them look like people you shouldn't mess with.

"Well, well, we can only do our best, after all, his injuries are really too serious."

Haruki Eguchi looked strained and wiped his sweat as he spoke.

When the gang leader was brought in, he had a large gash in his abdomen, clearly a severe knife wound that could be life-threatening and might not be able to be saved. Naturally, he couldn't guarantee anything.

"You son of a bitch! Listen to me carefully, if we can't save him, then my Gu Village will..."

One of the young men, who had a scar on his face, was very agitated. He grabbed Haruki Eguchi by the collar and pinned him against the wall.

Hasegawa Izumi was naturally uninterested in the tug-of-war between the two sides.

But he didn't turn around and leave. Instead, he decided to wait a while. The "boss" was obviously in critical condition and not far from death.

Perhaps it was his opportunity to witness 'spirit' firsthand.

However, the girls did not reach the point of being in complete sync with him.

"Minister, why did you stop?"

"I can't believe it," Natsukawa Masaki asked.

"Could it be that an evil spirit is about to appear and cause death!"

Sanae Tokomori twitched her eyebrows.

"This is bad! My Evil King's True Eye is still useless because it hasn't adapted to the new system yet."

Rikka Takanashi covered her eyes with one hand, her expression suddenly becoming serious.

"Seeker of the Way, you probably don't need my cooperation, right? I'll leave the rest to you."

Dansheng Valley Mori Natsu looked left and right, then took a small step back.

"You're overreacting a bit. I just wanted to..."

Just as Izumi Hasegawa was about to turn around to explain, a voice suddenly came from ahead.

"What are you guys doing there! You've been watching for a long time, haven't you?"

A gangster with a mohawk and yellow hair, wearing earrings, noticed them and walked over menacingly.

This also drew the attention of other gang members, who gave him hostile looks.

Could this be considered an undeserved disaster?

As Izumi Hasegawa thought to herself, she looked over calmly.

Are you planning to take your anger out on strangers?

He said calmly and without fear.

"Ha, a passerby? You look more like a spy sent by the enemy! Who would stand here watching for no reason!"

The guy with the rooster-like haircut didn't believe his story at all and was about to get physical with him.

"I just wanted to see if the 'boss' you guys were going to die."

He casually brushed aside the other person's outstretched right hand.

"What did you say?! You're still saying you're not a spy?"

This remark enraged not only the man with the mohawk, but also the other gang members behind him.

How dare they provoke me to my face?

Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!

These people have clearly misunderstood something.

"If you can't listen to human language, then so be it."

However, he was too lazy to explain and prepared to fight.

The cause of this fight can be simply compared to the situation of 'What are you looking at?' versus 'What's it to you if I'm looking at you?'

To determine who is right and who is wrong, all that's needed is to judge their skill level.

Kung Fu is just two characters, one horizontal and one vertical, and lying down is obviously wrong.

"How long do you think the minister will need?"

"Ten seconds?"

"It must have been a matter of a split second before death."

"It depends on the seeker's mood."

Seeing that a conflict was about to break out, the girls of the Far East Magic Society all retreated to the side in unison, completely unconcerned and with a "let's watch the show" mentality.

Are you kidding me? You low-level gang members think you can fight a superhuman without even lifting a finger?

Are you tired of living?

These gang members weren't thinking about that much. What they were thinking now was, 'It doesn't matter whether this guy in front of them is a spy sent by the enemy or not.' Just because of those offensive words, they had to teach him a lesson."

Of course, the only one who made the first move was the leader with the mohawk. They all had experience in street fighting and thought that bullying a guy who looked like a high school student would be a piece of cake.

"Faster, faster..."

The doctor, Haruki Eguchi, who had just been surrounded, took the opportunity to hide around the corner, took out his phone, and prepared to call security.

These gangsters aren't really any big shots; they're just low-level thugs and ordinary henchmen. Given the hospital's current status, they could easily handle them.

It's understandable that a dying patient can't be saved, but it would be a much bigger problem if someone were killed in a hospital.

However, something surprising happened next.

"Snapped."

Just as the man with the rooster-like hair assumed a free-fighting stance and was about to throw a punch at the boy, his fist was firmly blocked by the boy's raised hand.

With a blank expression, Izumi Hasegawa twisted her right hand.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Let go of me!"

The rooster-like man immediately gritted his teeth in pain from the spiraling force.

He then kicked the other man in the chest.

The man with the rooster-like hair fell to the ground, his left hand pressing against his right arm, and roared with a contorted expression, "This kid's tough! Everyone, attack him!"

Needless to say, the gang members, who valued loyalty above all else, exchanged glances and rushed over together.

If you want to succeed, you can't just desert your post at the last minute.

Moreover, with more than 10 against 1, the advantage is on my side!

"It's too noisy, you should take a nap first."

However, with just a few casual punches and kicks, Hasegawa Izumi put them all into a state of infant-like sleep.

"Now it's quiet."

He glanced back and said this.

Haruki Eguchi, who was hiding around the corner, stared wide-eyed, completely dumbfounded.

This completely overturned his understanding of the human body.

Humans can be this strong?

Even a boxing champion couldn't possibly take on so many people by himself!

Moreover, he was just a boy who looked immature.

"Um, sir... may I ask what brings you here?"

He stepped out and instinctively used a respectful term when addressing the boy.

"I just came to take a look, will that be a problem?"

Hasegawa Izumi asked a question in return.

"It shouldn't have any impact..."

Haruki Eguchi glanced down at the unconscious person.

As an experienced doctor, he could tell that the opponent's attack was just right, only enough to knock someone unconscious, which was clearly very measured.

A short while later, the security guards he had called dragged the unconscious gang member into the lounge, making the scene less frightening than before.

at this time.

Hasegawa Izumi, who was waiting at the doorway, continued to explain to the girls.

“In the future, you will certainly face a completely new life form called ‘spirit,’ so you should also learn how to subdue them.”

"First, the simplest way is to kill them or subdue them directly through violent means. However, it is important to choose the right attack method. Using purely physical attacks is obviously unlikely to be effective... This requires a high level of strength."

"The second option is to fulfill their wishes and help them pass on to the afterlife, or to recite mantras such as the Rebirth Mantra to directly help them pass on to the afterlife. The former is simpler, while the latter, if your cultivation is not high enough, may anger them and increase their hatred towards you."

"This is the commonly used 'spirit summoning method.' Other methods include turning 'spirits' into one's own 'guardian spirits' for one's own use."

learnt!

The girls thought about it with serious expressions.

"As expected of the learned and sage, Death!"

Sanae Tokomori made a timely boast.

Others chimed in with a few words.

"Then, let's begin the experiment... Coincidentally, an evil spirit has just been born right next to you."

Suddenly, Izumi Hasegawa's eyes lit up.

An evil spirit has appeared!?

The girls suddenly felt a chill, as if they were in an ice cave. They stiffly turned their necks and looked towards the emergency room.

However, there was nothing there.

The girls all gave him speechless looks.

Give me a break!

"Ah, I almost forgot, close your eyes first, and I'll help you activate your 'yin-yang eyes'."

The atmosphere that Izumi Hasegawa had just created vanished instantly, replaced by an awkward smile.

The girls immediately closed their eyes in agreement, showing their absolute trust in him.

His expression turned serious, and he touched their foreheads with his finger.

10. Can you see me? Can you see me?

"Spirits are a special life form, inherently possessing the illusory nature of being invisible. To capture their existence, they must either grow to a certain stage and choose to manifest themselves, transforming from an illusory state into a visible one, or, of course, ordinary physical attacks remain ineffective..."

"Besides that, one can see spirits through the 'yin-yang eye,' which is a special ability to communicate with spirits for ordinary people. However, if one is a spiritual person, one can achieve a similar effect through another method."

As Izumi Hasegawa explained quickly, she channeled her spiritual energy into the girls' eyes.

Having undergone the foundational training, the girls were now able to sense the flow of spiritual energy, no longer as oblivious as before.

The influx of spiritual energy gave them a warm feeling.

"Alright, you can open your eyes now."

Upon hearing this, the girls slowly opened their eyes, a faint glint of light flashing within them.

With the blessing of spiritual power, they felt the world before them suddenly change. The originally bright and beautiful environment turned into a ghostly scene, and a strange black aura was surging out from the other side of the emergency room, making them feel very ominous.

……

I, Kitahara Sousuke, am an orphan, raised by my adoptive father from childhood.

My adoptive father came from one of the most influential yakuza organizations in Tokyo, where he was a minor leader. Growing up in that environment, I developed a violent and aggressive personality, and I got into many fights.

And so, I grew up until I was twenty-five.

I thought I could peacefully take over my adoptive father's position and reach the pinnacle of my life...