The all-powerful middle schooler

"Oh right, I haven't thanked them yet."

Before she knew it, the bus arrived at the station. When she turned around, she realized that her two little sisters had disappeared.

Just as she was feeling regretful, her phone rang suddenly from a stranger.

After the call was connected, a few words of introduction came from the other end of the line.

"Hello, I'm from the Supernatural Countermeasures Research Department... Regarding what happened to you today, Ms. Asakura, please cooperate with us in conducting a confirmation investigation."

……

In the live broadcast room.

Sanae Dekomori and Miko Yotsuya had already boarded the train and were heading towards the Hasegawa family's residence.

Successfully passing the assessment means officially joining the company, which naturally requires face-to-face arrangements.

"Is this the chief's residence?"

Yotsuya Miko looked at the ordinary, two-story house with a surprised expression.

"Wherever the sage resides, that is the holy death."

Sanae Tokomori saw through her thoughts and expressed them.

"Ding dong."

Ring the doorbell.

Soon, the door opened from the inside out.

"Congratulations, Yotsuya, you have passed the organization's assessment and become a full member."

Izumi Hasegawa stepped out with a smile on her face.

"We have to thank the leader for his guidance before..."

Yotsuya Miko answered sincerely.

"This is all because you are highly talented. If you were an ordinary person, you wouldn't be able to pass so easily."

He shook his head, then raised his hand in a gesture.

"It's rather impolite to keep chatting outside. Let's go inside and talk."

The three entered the living room.

"Oh, right, Chief, regarding the battle, my attacks seem to have produced a special effect..."

Yotsuya Miko recalled this detail.

"This is a characteristic of your spiritual power. The ability to see spirits has always been a symbol of a spiritual being, and naturally it's not just about observing the invisible..."

Izumi Hasegawa provided the answer.

"Do you have any other questions?"

"Nothing."

Next comes the main event.

As a newcomer to the organization, there are naturally benefits; otherwise, wouldn't joining be pointless?

"Newcomer! Now, let the sage guide you on your future path, Death!"

Sanae Tokomori got excited first.

51 Springtime Feelings

"To guide me on the path ahead?"

Upon hearing this, Yotsuya Miko's heart began to pound.

Previously, the leader taught her what was said to be only basic meditation techniques, which had already brought about such a transformation in her. So what about the more advanced techniques?

It must be said that, as a newcomer who has just entered the realm of the extraordinary, she does indeed need the guidance of a mentor.

"Chief, I'm begging you!"

She immediately prostrated herself on the ground.

"Get up, there's no need to be so dramatic."

Hasegawa Izumi smiled and reached out to lift the girl's arm.

"Yotsugu, your ability to see spirits proves that you possess a talent in the field of spirit communication that is beyond the reach of ordinary people. This reminds me of a being known as the 'Spirit King' in a certain world. He once mastered the highest Yin-Yang technique of that world, the 'Mount Tai Fujun Ritual,' reaching a level where he could freely manipulate life... I feel that his legacy is particularly applicable to you. I hope that you can reach or even surpass that level in the future."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and a glimmer of light gathered at his fingertips.

"Ah."

Yotsuya, sensing Yotsuya's unspoken connection, closed her eyes and waited for Yotsuya's finger to fall.

The girl has reached the state of awakening. For her, it is more important to see the road ahead clearly and have a goal to move forward with.

Her mind was overwhelmed by a flood of memories and images about spirits and their various techniques, so much so that she had to sit down and close her eyes to meditate.

About five minutes later.

Yotsuya Miko reopened her eyes, her gaze shining.

At this moment, she finally had a concrete understanding of her goal of becoming the "Shaman King".

I wish I could reach that level someday.

"How does death feel?"

Sanae Tokomori's cute little face peeked over from the side, also curious about what special power the other person could possess.

"How should I put it? I feel like I have a clearer understanding of the future now, and I'm not so confused anymore. And then I will work hard to become the 'Shaman King' and keep up with my seniors."

Yotsuya Miko clenched her fists, her eyes filled with fervor.

Such joy made even her usually expressionless face beam with delight.

"It's not that easy to die."

Sanae Tokomori smiled on the surface, but in her heart she thought: If she keeps working this hard, we imposters will be wiped out!

"Alright, now go back and organize your thoughts on the next stage of your cultivation. If you have any questions, you can discuss them with others in the group first."

Hanesegawa Izumi continued.

As the saying goes, the master leads you through the door, but the practice depends on yourself.

Even if it's a preferential treatment for newcomers, it can only be this much, not too much.

Because teaching someone step-by-step can actually limit their potential.

"I understand, Chief."

Yotsuya Miko stood up and bowed deeply.

Although the leader didn't say it, she couldn't help but remember it.

She is also a grateful person.

After Yotsuya Miko left, Dekomori Sanae did not leave immediately.

"My sage, it's rare for Dekomori to come all this way, so please play with me for a bit, Death!"

She placed her hands on her chest like a little squirrel, pleading with teary eyes.

"That's alright."

He did not turn him away.

Then, the Hasegawa siblings played video games with her, the very ones they had bought at the anime convention.

"My sage, I've recently learned massage. Could I try out death on him?"

When the game changed players, Sanae Tokomori looked eager and tried to get close to him.

"bring it on."

He enjoyed it peacefully.

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

Sanae Tokomori turned around and came behind him, and began to move her hands.

"Kukuku, my other half, have you been corrupted by this real world?"

Kobato turned her head and glanced at Tokimori, who was diligently massaging her brother's shoulders, and pouted.

"What strange death? Dekomori has always been taken care of by the Sage, shouldn't he repay the favor with a death?"

Sanae Dekomori retorted, and continued, "And what about something as simple as a massage? Haven't you, as the younger sister, ever done that before? The Sage-sama takes such good care of you, Death... Waaah, I'm so jealous just thinking about it. If only Dekomori had a brother like the Sage-sama, Death!"

As she spoke, she put on a tearful expression.

This immediately triggered the keyword.

"Brother is only my brother!"

Koji immediately raised her voice and glared at him angrily.

"I understand. I was just casually mentioning death."

Sanae Tokomori pursed her lips, too lazy to argue.

She would much rather have the Sage as her master than have him as her older brother...

Wait, something feels off.

She had previously seen doujinshi in the Sage's House, and out of curiosity, she searched for them online and found some things that were beyond her comprehension.

In that instant, she connected the two things, and her face turned as red as a ripe lobster.

This is a manifestation of embarrassment, nervousness, and shyness.

'No, no! How could I possibly have such thoughts? I am not worthy of the invincible sage...'

She shook her head, banishing her romantic thoughts.

However, this thought that appeared in her mind also made the girl clearly realize that she was not so pure after all.

Finally, Sanae Dekomori had dinner at the Hasegawa family's house before returning home, exhausted both physically and mentally.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, dimly illuminating the bedroom.

Goodnight, world, and...

Sanae Tokomori changed into her pajamas and went to bed. As she spoke, she pulled the blanket over her face to cover her blushing expression and the way she was addressed.

Sunday.

The girls from the Far East Magic Club gathered together to exchange experiences and tips, and casually asked about the process of Yotsuya being recruited into the organization, all of them feeling quite pressured.

Faced with such a rising star, they have no choice but to work hard to avoid having their positive image of their predecessors shattered.

"By the way, Tokomori, did you stay at the department head's house?"

Natsukawa Masaki's sudden question made the atmosphere in the room strange.

"Yeah, what happened, death?"

Sanae Tokomori's voice suddenly sounded weak.

"Something seems to be going on."

Dansheng Valley Mori Natsu stared over.

"Servant, you wouldn't be secretly doing something you shouldn't be doing behind our backs, would you?"

Rikka Takanashi's remarks put even more pressure on her.

"What is it... Dekomori, I just said to Kobato, 'If only the Sage could be my brother,' that's all."

Sanae Tokomori's eyes darted around.

"Ok?"

The expressions on everyone's faces changed again.