The all-powerful middle schooler

A jumble of thoughts swirled in her mind, and Saeko Dokujima remained in the position of drawing her sword, as if a long time had passed.

It was precisely because of this state of mind that she was able to resonate with the state of 'extreme emotion' and explore the edge of sword intent.

Izumi Hasegawa noticed this situation but remained silent, watching quietly.

Busujima's performance was even more amazing than before.

Perhaps, having entered the Dao through swordsmanship, she will go further than others in the future.

However, Saeko Busujima's emotions conflicted with the Thirteen Deadly Swords themselves, so she didn't gain much insight into them.

"The thirteenth sword!"

The next second, she unleashed the final and strongest move of the 'Thirteen Deadly Swords' she had mastered.

The darkness within her was amplified at this moment, completely suppressing all other emotions. Her brain was working overtime, constantly calculating the angle of the sword, all to achieve the destructive power of this strike!

Ferocious, ruthless, and utterly annihilating!

"Sword. Weeping Rain".

Before the approaching sword could even get within a foot, Izumi Hasegawa brandished her umbrella. The raindrops that pattered onto the umbrella were like arrows, sharp and fierce, sweeping forward.

"What!?"

Saeko Busujima's expression changed drastically. She swung her sword and changed her move, trying to cut off the oncoming rain of swords. However, the raindrops were so dense that she could not defend against them at all. She could only let the raindrops wrapped in sword energy slash at her entire body.

Although he had the power to control his sword energy, he still inevitably tore a portion of his clothing, and a tearing sound followed...

34. Why not just accept it?

"laugh."

For this battle, Saeko Busujima wore a white kendo uniform. Although the material was of high quality, it was inevitably torn apart by the sharpness of the sword energy when it came into contact with the raindrops.

Small cuts appeared one after another, revealing the beautiful senior's fair and delicate skin, her wonderful abs, and the style of the underwear that covered her breasts.

Normally, the wet clothes clinging to her body on a rainy day would have accentuated her tall and elegant figure, but now, this situation only added to her allure.

'Oops, I messed up.'

Hasegawa Izumi remained silent, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

He wanted to demonstrate his sword energy, but he reduced its power for safety reasons. However, he forgot that Senior Sister Busujima did not have spiritual power for defense and could not defend against all the raindrops, which led to this situation.

Logically speaking, in such darkness, coupled with the pouring rain, a distance of just a few meters would be enough to obscure such details. But he had exceptional eyesight and spotted the scenery at a glance.

Yes, it's purple.

In addition, this size is truly impressive, larger than it appears from the outside, enough to sweep aside the members of the Far East Magic Society.

Even Chika-chan pales in comparison.

"Are you okay?"

He still asked, as if out of concern.

"It's alright. Perhaps things will get even worse during the battle. As a swordsman, I've already prepared myself mentally."

When faced with the imminent destruction of her clothing, Saeko Busujima did not react with the alarm typical of ordinary girls. Instead, she calmly returned her weapon to its sheath.

However, even in the darkness, a tempting blush still appeared on her cheeks.

For some reason, the atmosphere became somewhat ambiguous and awkward.

The girls who had been watching from the sidelines rushed over when the battle ended.

Natsukawa Masaki glanced at it, noticed the situation on Busujima, and immediately turned away.

"Well, well, I never expected that you, Minister, would use the guise of guidance to actually have this purpose! Isn't just watching our lingerie show enough? You actually plan to extend your evil hands outside? Pervert, sex maniac, I misjudged you, Minister!"

She clenched her fists, shook them up and down, puffed out her cheeks, and said indignantly.

'ah? ’

Saeko Busujima's expression froze upon hearing this.

"That makes it sound like the organization is some kind of harem I've created. It's just a vacation at the beach together."

"It's just something Izumi Hasegawa said casually."

"I see."

Saeko Busujima immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

After Natsukawa Masuzu's antics, the atmosphere from before vanished instantly.

"Instead of that, Busujima-senpai, you're soaked to the bone. Why don't you find a place to take a shower and change your clothes?"

Nishikawa Morika's considerations were more appropriate.

"No, if we go back, today's guidance will be over. It's okay, I can handle it. Let's leave it at that."

Saeko Busujima shook her head.

"What a tenacious human death."

Sanae Tokomori raised her right hand and gave her evaluation.

"Then let's find somewhere else to talk."

Rikka Takanashi then continued.

They could understand the other party's feelings; they believed that seizing every opportunity to become stronger was the only way to achieve that.

after a while.

The group found a secluded spot where they could take shelter from the rain.

"Just now... just now, did you unleash 'sword energy'?"

Saeko Busujima knelt on the ground, tossing her wet, disheveled hair, and generously displayed the graceful curves of her body. The water flowed from her collarbone to the crevice of her breasts, perfectly embodying the allure of being wet.

"That's right. In that move just now, I infused sword energy into the rain, making every drop of rain lethal."

Since she didn't care, Izumi Hasegawa naturally didn't blush like an innocent little boy. Instead, he looked her straight in the eye and nodded.

"So sword energy really exists? I've never heard of it before... Come to think of it, sword intent is also something like that."

Saeko Busujima's expression betrayed her shock.

It's terrifying when imagination becomes reality!

"It has never happened before because before the change of heaven and earth, the laws governing this world were very stubborn, and it was almost impossible for extraordinary power to appear."

"A change in the heavens? What is that?"

"The so-called celestial change is..."

After his explanation, Saeko Busujima readily accepted this premise.

After all, there had been so much groundwork laid beforehand, such as the blood moon and sword energy, that she felt that Hasegawa's explanation was completely plausible.

After clearing up her doubts, Saeko Busujima still brought up the issue of swordsmanship training, whether it was problems that arose during previous battles or issues related to her daily practice.

It took a total of half an hour.

This clearly couldn't satisfy Busujima-senpai.

If possible, she hopes to be able to sit and discuss philosophy day and night.

However, she didn't want to trouble the other party too much, and she kept a good balance.

"I've already said thank you too many times, and I'm sure you're tired of hearing it. So, I'll take my leave now."

Suddenly, Saeko Busujima stood up, smiled slightly, and turned to leave with a very dashing air.

After several meetings, she felt that she had gained some understanding and closer connection to Hasegawa-kun's thoughts and personality.

Then, she disappeared into the rainy night, avoiding people, and headed home.

"Minister, Senior Busujima is quite nice. She has big breasts, comes from a good family, and seems like the loyal type. Why don't you take her in?"

As Natsukawa Masaki watched the figure disappear into the distance, a mocking smile on her face, she turned and offered her suggestion.

"Hehe, why do I smell vinegar?"

Dansheng Valley Mori Natsumi's teasing words immediately rang out.

"If she were to serve as a protector, this woman would be quite suitable for death."

With her fingers forming an "X" shape and resting against her chin, Sanae Tokimori seemed to have given it serious thought.

"But she has too much killing intent, so we also have to consider the risk of being backfired. We need to observe her more."

Rikka, a takoyaki girl, chimed in with her opinion.

"Alright, everyone, don't misunderstand. I only teach Busujima-senpai swordsmanship because I admire her character and think she has potential, so I'm just helping her out... As the saying goes, 'giving roses leaves a lingering fragrance,' I never seek anything in return, I just do what I feel like doing... Alright, it's getting late, everyone should go home."

After saying that, Hasegawa Izumi, holding an umbrella in one hand, waved and left without looking back.

The girls remained rooted to the spot, still in a daze.

"There are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names... Minister, you really are a wise man."

A strange light flickered in Natsukawa Masaki's eyes.

"Those who seek the truth are still the same as before, always saying things that are full of philosophical meaning."

At times like these, Nissouya Morika couldn't help but reminisce about the past.

“Sage, even your state of mind has reached a level that we cannot reach. Compared to you, Dekomori is no different from a decaying human being.”

Sanae Tokomori pressed her hands to the ground, tears streaming down her face.

"Is this the heart of a sage? He truly is a sage. It seems we still have much to learn."

Rokka Kotori shook her head and sighed.

The girls were deeply moved and captivated by his radiance.

"Alright, the time for feeling down is over. To meet the Minister's expectations, we still need to work harder... I'll send you the video of the Minister's battle with Busujima-senpai when I get home. There shouldn't be any organized activities for a while, so let's focus on analyzing this battle... We'll meet at the same place tomorrow, see you there."

Natsukawa Masaki clapped her hands, drawing the attention of the others.

After the initial reflection, everyone else's eyes also became filled with fervor.

If they become powerful enough, then... even the fake becomes real!

……

The next afternoon.

"How stupid! How could you think like that? The correct solution to this problem should be..."

Hasegawa Izumi is at home helping Kobato with her homework.

To fulfill her promise to him, the younger sister really went all out.

Achieving that level of achievement would be quite difficult for my less intelligent sister, so she would have to spend even more time trying to catch up.

"Ding dong."

Just as the poor younger sister was racking her brains for a solution to the problem, the doorbell rang suddenly.

"I'll open the door."

Izumi Hasegawa left her sister's bedroom after saying a few words.

The door opens.

Standing before him was his childhood friend, who also had blonde twin tails, but whose tsundere level had risen several notches.

"Eri, why are you here?"

"What? Can't I come?"

"No, I was just asking casually."

"Ha, show me some respect! I'm still your creditor!"

Eriri crossed her arms over her chest and smiled smugly.

"So that's how it happened!"

He looked 'shocked,' as if he had just remembered this.