The all-powerful middle schooler

This matter is also being discussed on the anonymous Japanese forum 2ch.

There's been a lot of attention on Season 3 lately, but I want to share something even more terrifying.

dy7+LWNEJ0.NET: Let me tell you, I saw my deceased grandmother a while ago. I thought I was dreaming, but it turned out to be real! However, we couldn't communicate, and I couldn't take pictures with my phone.

idcs8OlaQ0.NET: Wake up, don't sleep, you have to work tomorrow morning.

idgijx7umag.net: I understand now, your grandma has become your guardian spirit! So, let your demon-slaying journey begin!

idnawalidjwa654.net: You wouldn't happen to be the reincarnation of Abe no Seimei, would you? Hehe.

Most of the following are similar teasing remarks.

However, some people said they had experienced similar things, or even encountered monsters, or even gods and deities.

Whether it's true or false, we have no way of knowing.

Return to the site of the Dharma assembly held at Guangming Temple.

The reappearance of the blood moon sparked a heated discussion among the crowd.

However, the presiding monk immediately said, "Please do not panic. Yesterday, a blood moon also appeared, but nothing happened. So this is definitely not a bad omen. It may even be an auspicious sign, so that our ancestors can better adapt to the atmosphere of the human world... So, let the ceremony continue."

Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway.

The host's attitude and the fact that what he said made some sense prompted the surrounding tourists and locals to start singing and dancing again.

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"That's because I intervened, allowing you all to stand here unharmed and die!"

Sanae Tokomori crossed her arms and said with a haughty expression.

If the four evil spirits that followed could materialize and leave, it is indeed possible that a serious incident could occur. However, in reality, those evil spirits would not have gone down that path unless they were forced into it.

Even now, evil spirits still have to follow certain rules if they want to harm people.

"Alright, stop being so smug. You're acting like it has nothing to do with you. If it weren't for the intervention of the seeker of the Dao, who knows what the outcome would have been."

Dansheng Valley Senxia couldn't stand her smug look and said with a disdainful expression.

"Even if the Sage has 99% credit, Dekogami has 1% credit for death! Besides, do you really think we can't handle this on our own, you imposter Morisummer?"

Sanae Tokomori frowned.

You really dare to say that!

What if the seekers of the Dao who changed the heavens truly overestimated our strength?

Nishikawa Morika almost lost control of her expression.

"Hey, look, there don't seem to be any evil spirits today. Could it be that they've all been wiped out? Or are they too scared to come over?"

Natsukawa Masaki's voice promptly diverted everyone's attention.

She looked at the scene in the venue, where the dancing spirits were almost the same as yesterday, probably having returned here with the other participants.

"I guess it's because the spirits of the dead in the surrounding area had already been summoned before, and since no one happened to die nearby today, it's been kept like this."

Nishikawa Morika did a rather professional analysis.

"That's a real shame about death... Ah, no, it's better this way for death to happen."

Sanae Tokomori subconsciously forgot the origin of the spirit, and suddenly her expression changed, so she immediately changed her story.

"Death is simply a natural part of life, there's no need to feign it... Who in this world can escape death?"

Natsukawa Masaki let out a soft sigh.

Suddenly, her gaze fell on Hasegawa.

If anyone can transcend the boundary between life and death, it's probably only the minister!

"As expected of the Witch of Greed, she really can say such cold words as death."

Sanae Tokomori looked at him with apprehension at the demonic nature that was revealed.

"Since nothing has happened, everyone can do as they please. Since you've come all this way, consider it a trip."

Seeing that the girls were getting bored, Izumi Hasegawa made some arrangements.

"Great!"

The day passed peacefully.

They learned from chatting in the group that Rikka was also doing well.

Then came the last day of the Obon festival.

The blood moon appeared as usual, but no one was surprised. They were now discussing the meaning behind the blood moon, a seemingly taboo topic, but the authorities did not delete it. Instead, they chose to make it entertaining.

As a result, all sorts of information flood the internet, making it really difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

For most people who haven't experienced it, those stories eventually become new urban legends, a topic of conversation.

"Bang bang bang..."

Amidst the sound of taiko drums, men, women, and children, dressed in yukata, danced the Bon Festival dance, seemingly offering blessings for the final journey ahead.

The original trio of the Far East Magic Society, along with the newcomers who were about to join, all relaxed, changed into beautiful yukatas, and participated in the final day of the performance.

"Minister, did I dance well?"

Her long silver hair reflected the dazzling firelight. The girl tied her hair behind her back, looking like an ancient princess. Her graceful and beautiful figure seemed to sway in the center of the dance floor. Then she stopped and blinked her right eye.

"nice."

"Izumi Hasegawa replied without hesitation."

"That minister can come with us..."

Natsukawa Masuzu adopted a girlish demeanor, placing her hands behind her back and lightly touching her toes as she extended an invitation.

"Your sincerity is very evident..."

"Da ga, oral wa lu."

His expression turned serious.

"Don't use JoJo's Bizarre Adventure references at a time like this! Humph!"

Natsukawa Masaki stomped her foot and said angrily.

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"Does Xia Chuan like the leader?"

Because it was so obvious, Yotsuya Miko became curious and secretly asked a question.

"Who knows? Maybe he likes her... but that woman would never admit it."

"Dansheng Valley Mori Natsumi thought for a moment and said."

"Hey, why did it turn out like this?"

Miko Yotsuya's mind was a little slow to process what was happening.

Nibutani Morika then told the other party about her previous purpose for joining the club.

"Uh... he's really a complicated person."

Yotsuya Miko was somewhat unsure how to evaluate this.

After the song and dance performance ended.

This day has arrived, which is also the final part of the Ghost Festival – the sending off of the soul fire.

The ancestral souls that are being welcomed will be sent to the underworld.

Before long, hundreds or even thousands of locals gathered by the river, each carrying a lantern. The lanterns and the moonlight created a beautiful scene.

"I hope Grandma can continue to bless your grandson from the afterlife."

"Jingren, please bless my son so that he can get a good job after graduation!"

"Mom, I hope your soul can rest in peace."

As they chanted, they removed the base of the lantern and placed it in the river, letting it drift with the current.

Watching the twinkling lights gradually disappear into the darkness, the person standing silently by the river gazing into the distance felt a little comforted.

at the same time.

Izumi Hasegawa and her group also activated their spiritual eyes.

As they watched, the spirits that had been with their loved ones gradually disappeared into the distance, their illusory bodies turning into fluorescent light and vanishing from the world.

Similarly, in the village where Takanashi lives, Rikka Takanashi witnessed a similar scene.

After each experiencing it, everyone looked stunned, as if they had gained some insight.

Time flies and people grow old...

Perhaps only by transcending all of this can change things.

So this is the source of its extraordinary charm!

31 I have never hesitated to speculate about human nature with the worst possible malice.

The three-day Obon festival came to an end, and the next morning, the tourists who had come to visit began to leave one by one.

"Boss, and all my seniors, see you in Tokyo later."

At the tram stop, Miko Yotsuya bowed very politely to say goodbye.

See you later.

"Goodbye."

"I'll give you pointers on death next time I have time!"

Although the girls still maintained a senior-like demeanor, they responded politely nonetheless.

"When we meet again, I will assign you a test task. Until then, you should focus on your cultivation."

Izumi Hasegawa gave a word of advice.

"Okay! I will do my best not to let everyone down and to protect the glory of the Far East Magic Society!"

Despite her lowly position, Yotsuya Miko has become much more ambitious after being hit by the events of the past few days.

Whether for her own sake or for the dangers she might encounter at any time, she needs to diligently cultivate herself.

"Goodbye, everyone."

As the tram doors closed, the waving girl disappeared from sight.

Then they boarded another tram and embarked on their journey back to Takanashi's hometown. Some time later...

"Sigh~"

The sun blazed brightly, and the cicadas chirped incessantly.

At the station, Kobato, Rikka, and her older sister Toka are waiting in their seats.

After seeing the people getting out of the car, the three of them approached them.

"Brother! I miss you so much!"

Little Dove was the fastest, running into her brother's arms.

Staying at someone else's house for three days without her brother's company was quite difficult for her, so much so that she didn't put on any pretentious expressions when she saw her brother.

"Little dove, be good."

Hasegawa Izumi responded and then ruffled her sister's blonde hair.

It still feels so silky and comfortable.

'Sister complex!'

Seeing his behavior, the others all thought to themselves that they were criticizing him.

Sitting in the car driven by Shihua.

"Master, did anything happen last night? Death?"