The all-powerful middle schooler

"Sanae! She acted so quickly?"

Rikka Takanashi noticed the food disappearing quickly and stopped trying to cover it up, joining in the fray.

Seeing this, the others also stopped talking and acted in unison.

After meal.

"Tell me, Izumi, did you drug it?! That behavior is very abnormal!"

Eriri stared intently at him, questioning his motives.

"I just took it a little more seriously and used a higher level of culinary skills. Truly delicious food can affect not only the taste buds but also the spirit. That's why everyone couldn't resist the pleasure and activated their spiritual power, which is why it turned out like this. So, if everyone intentionally manipulates it, it won't happen again."

Izumi Hasegawa explained the principle.

"The world of superpowered individuals is truly incomprehensible."

Eriri only half understood what she was hearing, and managed to utter a single sentence.

"So what's next? Are we going to go home like this? It'll probably be interesting."

Natsukawa Masaki spread her hands out, looked down at the clothes that were leaking air everywhere, and smiled.

"Are you an exhibitionist?!"

Dansheng Valley Mori and the others glared at her.

"In that case, please ask the minister to help us buy a decent set of clothes. By the way, there's no need to mention my physical data, since the minister already knew it from the divination."

The silver-haired beauty curled her lips, her eyes gleaming with an unusual light.

"Just use my clothes, my home isn't far from here."

Eriri slapped the table, stopping this flirtatious remark.

"Takanashi and junior high school kids are fine, but I'm obviously not a good match for Nissutani."

When she answered, Natsukawa Masaki even puffed out her chest, which swayed precariously.

"Hmph, what's there to brag about? Just rub it yourself and it'll get bigger!"

Eriri clenched her fists, her eyes filled with hostility.

"Dekomori still needs a death that can still grow!"

"This is a trivial matter, not important at all. There are plenty of ways to solve it. You're taking it too seriously, you witch of greed."

The two people being cared for were also very angry and retorted.

"Leave this to Rikka."

Izumi Hasegawa suddenly spoke up.

The camera then shifts to Rikka Kotori.

"Hmph, has the day finally come when I can be of some use?"

She stood up with a smug look in her eyes, striking a cool pose.

five minutes later.

Izumi Hasegawa took the needle pouch used for mending clothes from the old lady next door and handed it to Rikka.

"Now, witness the magic that once mended the world!"

Rikka Takanashi raises her right hand high, and the single tomoe in her eye begins to rotate. Then, she activates her spiritual power and infuses it into the beaded needle. With a flick of her right hand, she sweeps it across her clothes, and the silk thread tied to it sewn up the tears in various places.

The girl was already very skilled at sewing, and with the dual enhancement of spiritual power and the Sharingan, her abilities in this area were further improved. Before long, everyone's clothes looked almost unchanged.

Eriri and Kobato, witnessing this incredible scene, were filled with envy and could only ask one question:

When will we finally wake up?!

After getting dressed, it was getting late, and everyone left one by one.

"Quan, how are you feeling?"

Eriri stayed until the very end, eagerly pulling him into the room to demonstrate her progress, sketching out a replica of the landscape painting that Mashiro had given her.

"You've made good progress and have grasped the essence of it, but next you need to try to create similar works using your own state of mind..."

"Ideally, it should be something that deeply touches you and is unforgettable, so that you can better express your feelings through your paintings..."

As Eriri stepped out of the courtyard, the voice of her childhood friend still echoed in her mind.

"My feelings?"

Suddenly, she looked up.

The dazzling stars twinkled in the night, weaving together a magnificent picture.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

"The starry sky that night was also like that."

The girl smiled sweetly as she recalled that cherished memory from the past.

She has been found.

The only designated male lead for the 85 Cultural Festival, Shuchiin Academy

Class C for one year.

On the blackboard, words such as "opening a shop," "crepes," "takoyaki," "haunted house," "drama," and "exhibition" are prominently displayed.

"I hope everyone can decide on what programs to put on the cultural festival as soon as possible, preferably today."

"Please, everyone, give me your opinions."

On the podium, the class monitor and vice-monitor were soliciting ideas from everyone.

The annual cultural festival plays a significant role in high school life, and all students are required to participate. Given the style of Shuchiin High School, most students take it seriously.

"Need I say more? It's a swimsuit wrestling match! All the girls in Class 1-C will wear swimsuits and compete! School swimsuits are fine, bikinis are okay too! How about it?"

Below, a blond-haired man got excited and raised his hand, saying...

Despite his disdain, the class monitor smiled politely and asked, "Let's vote on Chun Yuan's proposal."

There was a moment of silence.

"It's zero!?"

Sunohara was deeply shocked and slammed his head on the table.

"Need I say more? Of course it's a play. Since it's a cultural festival, a play is definitely the most suitable."

"I suggest playing Sleeping Beauty in the Forest!"

"Let's go with Romeo and Juliet."

"Um, could you act in a samurai drama?"

This suggestion caused a sensation, and Nakano Miku's weak voice was drowned out.

In this show of hands vote, the play received 40 votes, accounting for more than half of the total votes.

"When you mention cultural festivals, you think of coffee shops."

One of the girls from the mixed-age group said.

Upon hearing her friend's suggestion, Fujiwara Chika looked interested and rested her chin on the back of her hand, saying, "I really want to try on a maid outfit."

"This is good!"

Someone immediately responded.

For young ladies from prestigious families, doing this kind of role reversal is a kind of taboo-breaking pleasure, and the boys naturally want to feast their eyes and see the young ladies change clothes.

This might be the only chance you'll ever have!

Immediately, people voted for the coffee shop, and the number of votes was almost equal to that of the play.

"A stage play!"

"No! A coffee shop!"

"A coffee shop would be better, they have maid outfits... or nurse outfits would be nice too."

"But I really want to see Fujiwara-san play a princess and Hasegawa-san play a prince."

"Hey, you were originally shipping this pairing! But I think Takanashi would be a better match."

"Wait, where did you put Sawamura-kun and Shinomiya-kun?!"

This stalemate made the scene lively.

"Hey, you guys, be serious! Stop talking nonsense!"

The class monitor slammed his hand on the table, stopping the conversation from going off track.

"This is too boring. In my opinion, let's go to the haunted house instead. I, the Evil King's True Eye, will show you the real hell!"

At this moment, Rikka Takanashi stepped forward and confidently declared.

With supernatural power, incredible effects can surely be achieved, and interesting scenes are bound to appear!

"I have no desire to see hell or anything like that."

"Haunted houses are too common. I feel like a lot of people are doing them because of the recent online buzz. I'd better pass."

However, everyone expressed their opposition.

"Uh."

The girl instantly deflated.

"Huh, where did Hasegawa-san go?"

Suddenly someone asked.

At the very back of the classroom, the only male lead in everyone's mind for the play had vanished.

"Hasegawa-san has been invited by the student council president to discuss the event plans for the main stage."

The class monitor at the front adjusted his glasses and gave the answer.

in the corridor.

Izumi Hasegawa moved slowly toward the conference room.

Just after class, the homeroom teacher, Nanase Tsukumo, came over and invited him to this meeting.

There was no way around it; he still had to give Xiaoqi face.

"This must be our first meeting, Hasegawa-san. You may not know me, so let me introduce myself. I am the current student council president of Shuchiin Academy. I invited you here mainly because I hope you can make the school festival more interesting. That way, I can get a higher evaluation."

Just around the corner, a man appeared before him, wearing a peaked cap and school uniform. He had dark brown eyes, black hair that fell from his cheeks, and a calculating air about him. The glittering gold cord on his chest was a mark of his identity.

He speaks very frankly, and seems to have a pretty good personality.

He replied, "I remember, you are the student council president."

"Although I expected it, it's still a bit hurtful."

The student council president smiled, his eyes narrowed, and said in a somewhat joking tone.

As the student council president, his name should be known to everyone in the school, after all, he has given several speeches in front of the whole school, but who can blame him when the other party is Hasegawa.

This name has reached an unprecedented peak for Shuchiin, and from now on it will be engraved on the historical monument of Shuchiin.

And he will only be recorded as the student council president of the 66th class of Shuchiin Academy.

That's so enviable!

"The meeting room is over here, and almost everyone we invited has arrived."

The student council president politely gestured with his palm turned to the side.

The meeting room at Shuchiin is also different from that of ordinary schools. The tables and chairs inside are made of precious wood, and the red and gold chair covers give people the illusion of being in an auditorium.

Most of the seats were already occupied, but the space still felt empty compared to the original demand, with students sitting in a staggered pattern due to their proximity to each other.

Izumi Hasegawa spotted several familiar faces at a glance.

For example, Eriri, Kaguya, and Shizuku from the first year, and then there are the boys she's competed against...