The all-powerful middle schooler

And, you dream about food all the time?

Faced with being ignored by the minister, the white-haired witch simply pouted.

It's become a common occurrence.

She turned to him and said ingratiatingly, "Minister, is there any special task assigned to me? I'm not like those two idiots who are still sleeping when the sun is high in the sky; they are clearly incapable of taking on any important task."

"Witch of Greed, you actually talked badly about me behind my back!"

Dansheng Valley Senxia's ears twitched, and when she heard the next sentence, she woke up and straightened up.

This action naturally woke up Sanae Dekomori, who was sleeping soundly next to her.

"What happened? Death?"

Sanae Tokomori rubbed her sleepy eyes, her gaze still somewhat dazed.

"I didn't say anything bad about you. I was just stating what you did."

Natsukawa Masaki smiled playfully and spread his hands.

Nishikawa Morika turned around and told Dekomori Sanae what she had said.

This strategy of driving away wolves to devour tigers was very successful.

"Witch of Greed, you really haven't given up your evil intentions, Death! The reason Dekomori slept for so long must be because you used some kind of magic!"

Sanae Tokomori casually grabbed the blanket, then reached out to grab the other person.

The two men interlaced their fingers and wrestled with each other, neither willing to give in.

After their sparring session ended, Izumi Hasegawa finally spoke with a relaxed air.

"Just now, I went out and met someone who could be recruited into the organization."

As for eliminating the Butcher's evil spirit, it was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

"Eh!?"

Everyone in the room was astonished.

After all, they were all imposters; apart from the minister, they hadn't seen any other superhumans for almost a month, which made them extremely surprised.

"Minister, is she also a superpowered person?"

Natsukawa Masaki's eyes narrowed.

What are her abilities?

Dansheng Valley Senxia looked curious.

"Being able to catch the eye of the Sage makes Dekomori somewhat looking forward to this successor's death."

Sanae Tokomori pretended to be a senior.

"Her name is Yotsuya Miko. She has awakened an ability called 'Yin-Yang Eyes,' which allows her to see 'spirits' that ordinary people cannot see, or natural phenomena that ordinary people cannot see."

Izumi Hasegawa gave a reply.

That's it!?

That was the girls' first reaction upon hearing this.

Their true superpowered individual must be quite powerful, even if not as powerful as the minister who is like a god in their hearts, he must still be much stronger than them.

The sense of crisis that was originally caused by this has completely disappeared.

“Minister, this kind of ability shouldn’t be considered unusual, right? Even those of us who haven’t ‘awakened’ can do this.”

Natsukawa Masaki looked puzzled and asked again.

"The ability to see yin and yang is not rare, but it is a manifestation of a spiritual constitution. The more supernatural phenomena one can see, the higher one's talent in this field. Also, there is a difference between 'yin and yang eyes' and 'spiritual eyes'."

"The former can see many indescribable things and phenomena by nature, while the latter needs to improve their own level in order to see higher levels of indescribable things. For example, the spirits that you can see now are still relatively weak. If they are higher-level spirits, unless they materialize themselves, even you cannot see them."

He said slowly.

This explanation helped the girls understand the true meaning of 'yin-yang eyes'.

"So, this junior has a lot of potential?"

Natsukawa Masuzu put aside her disdain for this ability.

"She is quite tall, and her mental fortitude is also good... so there is a good chance that she will pass the organization's test and become a substitute member."

He nodded.

"test?"

Nishikawa Morika's expression changed slightly.

"Is that even a question? Of course, there's a threshold to joining the Far East Magic Society. Otherwise, if any piece of trash could get into the organization, we'd be doomed."

As she said this, Sanae Tokomori gave her a quick glance.

"Humph."

Dansheng Valley Senxia snorted lightly, too lazy to bother arguing with this guy.

"The words may be rough, but the principle is sound. The key to an organization's members is quality, not quantity. To prevent the organization's reputation from being tarnished, I naturally have to carefully select the members."

Hanesegawa Izumi continued.

Hearing this, the girls felt truly fortunate.

Luckily, they got on the bus early!

Otherwise, they wouldn't be confident they could pass this test.

……

"Clap."

Close the door.

Yotsuya Miko's seemingly calm expression immediately turned into excitement and surprise.

"Great! We've finally found a solution! We can finally stop seeing those things! And can I become a powerful being like the leader? Just thinking about it is exciting."

She clenched her fists and cheered with joy.

"Ahem, I've gotten a little too carried away."

In an instant, the girl returned to her silent state and began to recall what had just happened.

"It seems to be... a meditation method?"

She sat on the mattress, took out her phone, and clicked on the video she had saved.

In the scene, the leader, dressed in a school uniform but exuding an air of ethereal elegance, is demonstrating the rhythm of breathing and the method of meditation.

"Wait, this school uniform is... from Shuchiin High School, right? Does that mean the leader also lives in Tokyo?"

Yotsuya Miko noticed this immediately and felt much more at ease.

"Even though it's a good time to go shopping, even if we can't see those guys, they're still there, right? The risk is still there... So, let's learn meditation first? Only by becoming like that can we be fearless, right?"

The girl's eyes became serious and focused.

To be honest, although she usually acts very calm, she is actually terrified inside.

Then, she learned to do the same thing, clearing her mind and quickly getting into the zone.

After a while, she suddenly opened her eyes, looking somewhat dazed.

"It seems pretty simple?"

……

By the afternoon...

The three members of the Far East Magic Society began their "spirit-hunting" mission.

However, they achieved nothing.

Perhaps it's because 'spirits' are still quite rare, or perhaps it's because their spiritual power is currently insufficient and their spiritual eyes have too small a range to scan.

In short, it eventually evolved into tourism focused on appreciating local customs and culture.

Following the long, sloping stone steps, walking among the trees, and breathing in the fresh, natural air, they entered the grounds of Guangming Temple with the surrounding tourists.

It is said that during the autumn foliage season, the maple leaves of Guangming Temple display a bright color that gradually changes from orange to red, which contrasts beautifully with the simple gray bricks and tiles, creating a classic and beautiful scene.

However, this is in the summer, so tourists obviously can't see it.

Upon entering the temple, the first thing you see is its unique architectural style, which cleverly utilizes the texture of wood to create a natural and harmonious aesthetic.

The slender columns and tall intercolumnar glass are arranged alternately at specific intervals, forming a modern exterior wall. Tradition and modernity are perfectly integrated in the architecture of Guangming Temple.

"It's so beautiful! It's the first time I've ever seen a temple."

Is the Obon Festival held here?

"No, it's said to be held by the river."

Amidst the sighs and exclamations of others, they had already completed their tour and emerged.

"Oh right, we haven't investigated this temple yet!"

Suddenly, Natsukawa Masaki thought of something.

"Let Dekomori see if this place is a den of iniquity, Death!"

With her eyes empowered by spiritual energy, Sanae Tokomori turned and looked back at the entire temple.

It still looks as solemn as ever.

That is indeed the case.

Because of the great popularity of incense offerings here, ordinary demons cannot enter.

At least not now.

Before even stepping into the temple, Izumi Hasegawa noticed this immediately.

As the sun gradually sets, darkness descends once more upon the world.

The first day of the Ullambana Festival officially began.

They ate dinner outside, but they weren't full; they planned to save the food for the food stalls that day.

After walking for a while, we finally arrived at the riverbank where the Dharma assembly was being held.

The first thing you'll see is, of course, the various stalls that attract crowds, offering all sorts of snacks, local delicacies, and cultural activities—everything you could want.

To be honest, there's no real difference between the booths and those at the fireworks festival.

However, apart from him, it seems that no one else had ever participated in a fireworks festival before, and they all found it very novel.

However, due to today's organized activities, everyone seemed a bit reserved and cautious.

"Let's have some fun first, there's plenty of time."

Izumi Hasegawa noticed their eager gazes and smiled.

The girls' faces lit up with joy, and they no longer suppressed their nature, wandering towards the stall.

……

On the other hand, Rikka is in a terrible situation.

August 13th is the first day of the Obon festival – the welcoming day.

On this day, every family hangs up lanterns with their family crest, then lights ropes made of thatch and goes to the cemetery to invite their ancestors home for the festival. Some families carve a horse from radishes, potatoes, etc., so that the souls of their ancestors can ride home.

"Go home, go home..."

"Today is a day for everyone to reunite..."

Takanashi Rikka and Touka stood at the back, watching their grandparents calling out at their graves, their emotions surging within them.

Rikka Takanashi held back her tears and activated her spiritual vision, wanting to confirm whether the souls of her ancestors, or perhaps her father's, had returned.

However, she was disappointed again.

"It's time to go back."

Shihua tugged at her younger sister, who was standing there in a daze.