The all-powerful middle schooler

She smiled smugly.

Ten minutes later, the brother and sister arrived at the tram stop.

"I'm here earlier this time, Minister. Good morning."

Natsukawa Masuzu arrived quickly, wearing a straw hat, a slightly thin blue dress that revealed her shoulders and delicate collarbones, and flat sandals. Her long silver hair complemented her perfectly, radiating charm, making her look like an idol from the Showa era.

"And... the True Ancestor."

She approached Kojiu with a beaming smile, appearing very enthusiastic.

Lord True Ancestor?

Upon hearing this title, Kobato instantly became elated.

"You're quite discerning, recognizing the nobility of this True Ancestor! By the way... you seem to be the Witch of Greed?"

"uh-huh."

"I hope you keep it up, the True Ancestor will remember you!"

"That's wonderful! I'm so happy!"

Natsukawa Masaki clenched her hands, her face beaming like a subordinate receiving praise.

"Uh... still as awful as ever, that guy, playing with kids."

Dansheng Valley, who had just arrived, felt a chill run down his spine upon seeing this scene.

"My sage, Dekomori is dead!"

Carrying a rabbit backpack, Sanae Dekomori came running excitedly, still dressed in her magical dress.

"Ah."

He nodded.

Next, only six flowers remain.

The others waited at their seats.

"Greed Witch, imposter Mori Summer, do you dare come out and fight me one-on-one with Death!"

Sanae Dekomori stood in the sunlight, wearing sunglasses, and energetically started fooling around with her two other enemies again.

Three minutes later.

"Sorry for the wait, everyone."

Rikka Takanashi walked slowly, pulling a small suitcase in one hand and holding a dark pink parasol in the other.

On the surface, the girl's demeanor was no different from usual.

Because of Toka's reminder, Izumi Hasegawa carefully examined Rikka's condition.

He noticed a hint of sadness still lingering in the girl's eyes.

As one of the eight sufferings of life, the pain of separation from loved ones is ultimately hard to let go of.

That's why Rikka is so persistent in searching for the invisible realm.

"Now that everyone is here, let's get on the bus."

Hasegawa Izumi stood up and turned to speak.

The three people who were arguing had no choice but to stop.

……

at the same time.

Outside the Hasegawa residence, a blonde young lady suddenly appeared.

"What excuse should I use? The anime convention? Or... should I just go in?"

Eriri paced back and forth at the door, pondering for a long time before finally making up her mind to ring the doorbell.

"Ding dong..."

"Ding dong..."

However, she rang the doorbell several times but received no response.

"How dare you treat me so disrespectfully? Izumi, when we meet later, I'll make you pay...!"

"If you come out now, Izumi, I'll forgive you!"

"Huh, are they still sleeping?"

Eriri gradually frowned.

"Making a phone call... seems a bit too hasty, how about sending a message instead?"

She sent a message and received a reply very quickly.

Quan: How do you say you've gone on vacation to the countryside?

Eriri: Clown.jpg.

16. Do you think you have superpowers? I think I do.

The tram moved slowly, the scenery outside the window flashing by. Under the blazing sun, the tram reflected a dazzling light, as if it were wearing a layer of golden armor, and the slightly stuffy air circulated inside the tram.

"Why did you suddenly send this emoji? Are you mocking me?"

The boy sitting on the side looked at the message he had just received on his phone, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Me: Eriri, would you like to come along?

Eriri: Who wants to travel with you guys, you idiots!

Eriri: We're not really that close, thank you.

Are you that angry?

He looked surprised.

A few seconds later, Eriri sent another message: Don't forget what you promised me.

He immediately laughed.

Me: Don't worry, I won't forget.

"Brother..."

Suddenly, I heard my sister's murmur.

"what happened?"

Hasegawa Izumi put her phone back in her pocket and glanced sideways.

"Bro, I want tonkotsu ramen today..."

At this moment, Little Dove was sleeping peacefully on his shoulder, talking in her sleep.

"Such a sleepyhead, still a child after all."

He shook his head, looked away, and glanced to the side.

Regarding the seating arrangement, he sat with his sister, while the other four members of the Far East Magic Society sat together.

Compared to their peaceful and tranquil life, the other side naturally wanted to have some friendly exchanges.

"Witch of Greed, why are you staring at me like that?"

Sanae Tokomori, with a cold expression, suddenly spoke.

"So what if I'm watching you?"

Natsukawa Masaki looked at him with disdain and asked a question in return.

'Because you two are sitting facing each other.'

Dansheng Gusenxia cursed in his heart.

So, you're trying to provoke me?

"You're wrong, I don't even consider you a threat."

"How audacious! Could it be that you think you can fight me just because you've improved a little recently? It seems necessary to show you the true power of the Thunder Hammer Wielder: Death!"

"Come on horseback!"

The two immediately started fighting.

Nishikawa Morika didn't pay attention to the two's everyday little drama, but instead shifted her attention to the girl opposite her.

From the moment they met, Rikka had barely spoken, which was unusual compared to her usual behavior, making Rikka's reaction quite noticeable.

……

"came back."

Rikka Takanashi looked out the window, a hint of melancholy in her eyes.

As the saying goes, "one feels timid when nearing home," and this is especially true for a young girl.

As memories of the past flooded my mind, a flood of sorrow washed over me.

'However, I'm different now than when I left!'

Rikka Takanashi's eyes turned resolute.

When she left, she was indeed a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur), but now she can be considered a psychic who has embarked on the path of the extraordinary.

This also means that her wish is possible to be fulfilled, so she will no longer feel confused about it.

"Looks like I won't be needed to help."

Nibutani Morika noticed the change in the girl's expression and breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, another unexpected event occurred.

"Hey, you look a bit off."

"Could it be... respiratory poisoning!? It must be because I was breathing face-to-face with you!"

"Don't talk nonsense, you're clearly just carsick."

"How is this possible... Guwa!"

Sanae Tokomori's face turned very pale, and she even gagged.

"Hey!! What are you doing?!"

Startled, Natsukawa Masuzu dodged to the side and stood in the aisle.

Fortunately, Sanae Dekomori did not vomit it up.

Judging from the situation, they are not far apart.

"It's alright. At times like these, simply reciting Mori Summer's famous quote from the Dark Codex will be enough to banish the demons within..."

She suppressed her discomfort and took out the Dark Scripture from the rabbit backpack, intending to read it aloud.

Seeing this situation, Nissouya Morika no longer felt angry; instead, she felt like laughing.

"Even if you recite this, it won't work... at least not right now."

Realizing that someone could hear her, she immediately added a sentence.

"Tsk, this is really pathetic. Can someone like you really be considered a superpowered person?"

Natsukawa Masaki clicked his tongue.

That statement is extremely insulting.

"I think I am."

Sanae Tokomori raised her head defiantly, her eyes resolute as she gritted her teeth and spoke.

"Ugh..."

However, despite her imposing manner, she lost her composure the next second, covering her mouth with one hand and trying her best not to vomit.

"You're not some Dragon Slayer Mage, why are you getting carsick? Let me carry you."