The all-powerful middle schooler

The unfinished worship ceremony continued right at the entrance.

"I thought you would argue with me for a long time, but I didn't expect you to agree so easily this year."

As the flames ignited the offerings, Toka couldn't help but sigh.

"It's all because of the sage; it was the appearance of the sage that changed me."

The shimmering firelight was reflected in Rikka Takanashi's eyes.

"For this, I really have to thank him... for finally helping you, Rikka, accept your father's death."

Shihua nodded.

Although I still harbor some resentment because of the bullying I suffered back then, it was all worth it in comparison.

"Dad has indeed left us."

Rikka Takanashi casually replied, then added, "But that doesn't mean we can't find him."

Shihua:……

Three major illusions in life

Although the younger sister acknowledged their father's death, the essence of the matter seemed to remain unchanged.

Although Shihua felt a bit of a headache, it wasn't unacceptable compared to other situations.

Aren't the others living just fine?

It's just a little annoying.

After the worship ceremony, the two sisters went into the house together.

Toka went straight to the kitchen, while Rikka met up with her friends.

"I want to see this death! Sage's sister, don't try to take the death from me!"

"I am not your sister! I am a great member of the Night Blood Clan! I command you to hand over the item to me!"

Lying on the floor, the two little ones are vying for control of the remote control, exchanging barbs.

"They're all just kids."

Dansheng Valley Mori Natsumi shook her head as she looked at the two of them, then turned her head to look to the side.

Under the moonlight, a slender, silver-haired beauty leaned against the doorframe, raised one of her jade-like legs, and gazed at the moonlight on the horizon, lost in thought.

'This guy hasn't said a word since he came back, not even flirting with seekers like he usually does. He must be thinking about what happened this afternoon, right? Could he really be succumbing to love after all that vehement opposition?'

Dansheng Valley Mori Natsumi thought to herself.

However, she underestimated the other party's stubbornness.

Natsukawa Masuzu was indeed concerned about what happened this afternoon, but right now she was only thinking about how to express her gratitude.

Although it's a bit embarrassing to talk about, I can't just pretend I don't know, can I?

Wouldn't that just make me look guilty?

"Da da."

"Rikka, you're back."

Hearing footsteps, Izumi Hasegawa turned her head to look.

"Yes, the worship ceremony is complete."

Rikka Takanashi nodded.

At this point, everyone else's attention also shifted to this.

"mater!"

Sanae Tokomori turned her head back.

"There is a flaw!"

Kobato's expression brightened, and she seized the opportunity to grab the remote control, rolled to the side, and then began changing the channels on the TV.

"Damn it, they actually ambushed Death! How can someone with such despicable methods be called a true ancestor of vampires?!"

Sanae Tokomori looked annoyed and pointed at her.

"Kukuku... What a fool! As long as the goal is achieved, the means don't matter! Don't forget, I represent darkness!"

Little Dove laughed triumphantly.

"Hmph, don't get too cocky! I was just distracted just now; the battle has only just begun!"

As she spoke, Sanae Tokomori pounced over again and rolled around with Kobato.

When Izumi Hasegawa saw Rikka sit down next to her with a strange expression, she realized that Rikka seemed to have something to say.

However, he did not bring it up on his own initiative.

About a minute later.

“Sage, what method should I use to find my father’s whereabouts? My abilities are indeed insufficient.”

Rikka Takanashi asked earnestly.

Although it sounds a bit lame, she felt it was necessary to ask. After all, every world has different settings, and it's normal for her not to know some secrets. It doesn't seem abrupt; it can just be hidden in certain places.

This is also the conclusion they reached through analysis.

"First, we need to confirm whether the concept of 'the underworld' exists in this world. If it does exist and your father hasn't been reincarnated yet, then one day in the future, when you fuse with the Sharingan and reach a certain level, you can naturally try... If your father has already been reincarnated, then you'll need to confirm his reincarnation through other methods..."

At this point, Hasegawa Izumi glanced at her.

"If that's the case, then there's no need to bother them."

Rikka Takanashi answered decisively.

For her now, finding the invisible boundary line has changed from a fantasy to a longing, but the obsession in her heart has also faded a bit at this time.

Because she has also matured mentally.

Life always involves experiencing things; it's impossible to have everything go exactly as planned.

"That's it, I understand."

Izumi Hasegawa looked at the girl's change and showed an understanding expression.

Just half an hour later.

The aroma of delicious food wafts from the dining table, instantly immersing you in a sea of ​​culinary delights.

Because today is a special day, my sister granted her wish again.

So today, Shika put in a lot of hard work, showcasing her skills as a master chef, perfectly presenting both Japanese and Italian cuisine.

She thought she would open everyone's eyes to a whole new world.

However, the reaction from others after tasting it was completely unexpected.

"Hmm, delicious... but not as stimulating as hot pot."

"The hot pot made by the minister is still the best."

"Saint's cooking skills are no worse than Death's, but Dekomori prefers the hot pot made by the Sage."

"Don't say that, the Holy Healer has already done his best."

That sounds really discouraging.

Shihua had heard of it before, but had never seen it with her own eyes, so she was still skeptical.

"Alright then, you can do it next time, Hasegawa!!"

Faced with such harsh criticism, she also started acting like a child.

"I?"

Hanase Izumi let out a soft "Eh".

There's nothing that can be done about such a stark contrast.

After all, even the most skilled chef can only accumulate experience in one lifetime, while he has countless culinary skills to learn in his mind.

"Okay."

He didn't intend to overstep his bounds, but after feeling the girls' enthusiastic gazes, he nodded in agreement.

Early the next morning.

"Dong dong dong..."

A greeting followed the knock on the door.

"Minister? Are you up yet?"

It was Natsukawa Masaki's voice.

It was gentler and more genuine than usual.

"Get up."

Izumi Hasegawa responded.

"Then can I come in?"

"random."

Natsukawa Masuzu pushed open the bedroom door, then carefully closed it behind her.

Anyone who didn't know better would think she was doing something like stealing.

"Is there a problem?"

Hasegawa Izumi sat by the window, looking up at the sky, his back to the girl.

"Minister, actually I came to express my gratitude..."

Natsukawa Masaki knelt behind him, her red lips slightly parted.

"Are you referring to what happened yesterday? You were indeed quite careless, failing to notice that your spiritual energy was about to run out, and you can't even swim. You should correct that."

He said lightly.

"Yes."

The girl nodded obediently, just like a student listening to a teacher's instruction.

"Actually, there's something else. The minister did... he gave me CPR, right?"

"That's right. The situation was urgent, and I had no choice but to do it."

Izumi Hasegawa paused for a moment.

"Minister, are you worried that I'll think you're deliberately trying to take advantage of me?"

Natsukawa Masaki vaguely sensed this subtle pause and immediately smiled with amusement.

The minister definitely cares about me!

20th Obon Festival

"Even if you care, I don't care. I just think this is a necessary explanation."

Despite the girl's sudden attack, Hasegawa Izumi remained calm.

Behind her, Natsukawa Masaki pouted, displaying an adorable demeanor she rarely showed.

This is not a pretense, but a genuine expression of emotion.

"Did you come here just to show off? I suggest you use this time to think about how to improve. In terms of spiritual power, you are in the weakest tier, whether it's accumulation or mastery. Although this may be because your foundation in this area is weak, doesn't that mean you need to work harder to make up for this weakness?"

Suddenly, she heard the person in front of her continue speaking.

The girl's expression immediately froze, and cold sweat poured down her back.

She hadn't forgotten the significance of the Far East Magic Society; it was created by the minister to find like-minded individuals.

If that's the case, then if you can't keep up with everyone else, will you be expelled?