The all-powerful middle schooler

Suddenly, a voice called out their names, waking them from their daze.

Only then did they remember the source of this power.

Since he's here, why be afraid?

"Takanashi-san? Natsukawa-san? Nibu-tani-san? And this Sanae Dekomori? Wake up!"

The girls opened their eyes and found that the senior who liked fortune-telling was calling them.

"Looks like they've been infected. Miku, let's go find Hasegawa-san!"

Atianfang was at a loss and could only turn to his junior and say.

"no need."

"I'm back to normal," Rikka Takanashi said calmly.

"It's just a minor issue, Death. You didn't actually think we'd be taken down by its 'deathrattle,' did you? Don't underestimate us; we're the Far East Magic Society!"

Sanae Tokomori's eyes revealed a hint of disdain.

"By the way, where did this guy come from? Do you guys know?"

Nishikawa Morika turned to ask.

"there."

Rikka pointed in a direction.

"It's a haunted house!"

A-Tianfang Meng was instantly struck by lightning, and then she realized the reason.

"This might be my problem, I didn't expect..."

She said, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Alright, the matter is resolved. You can handle the rest of the trouble."

Natsukawa Masaki had no intention of lingering, so he waved his hand and headed towards the stairwell.

"Senior, it's up to you now."

The other three women didn't pursue the matter further and turned to leave.

"This is going to be a headache."

Standing still, A-Ten-Bō-Meng tapped her head.

How do we keep this a secret from now on?

Although not many people remained at the school, it wasn't easy to fool more than ten people who suddenly fell into a coma.

downstairs.

The girls approached the shoe cabinet, then noticed something, their eyes simultaneously falling on one spot.

The light reflected from the setting sun serves as the background.

The boy looked relaxed, leaning against the wall, reading a novel with a slight smile on his lips.

This scene was like a painting coming into their view.

"Sage!"

"Sage!"

"Seeker."

"Minister~"

They quickly looked away and waved.

"Why are you all so enthusiastic? It feels like we haven't seen each other in ages."

Hasegawa Izumi turned her head and raised an eyebrow.

The girls then explained what had just happened.

For them, who were gripped by fear, the situation just now truly felt like an eternity.

“I see. But you’ve misunderstood. I didn’t help you. You overcame your own mental barriers.”

"As the saying goes, what you keep in mind will eventually come back to you. Although I haven't reached that level yet, it can still be used as a placebo."

"So, in the final analysis, it comes down to your own firm belief in the Dao."

95

Chapter 95 Eriri's Turn.

The third and final day of the cultural festival.

The enthusiasm of the group has waned considerably, and they've started to dawdle.

"Hey, have you heard? Something big happened yesterday. Apparently, more than ten people suddenly fainted."

"Fainted? Why? Could it be from exhaustion? That would be so useless."

"It is said that a toxic gas leaked from the chemical laboratory, and the people who stayed behind to clean up were the ones who suffered the consequences."

"That's fake, it's a hoax! I heard from a friend that they encountered some kind of supernatural force! They didn't smell anything at all, and they didn't even have time to react before they fainted..."

During their free time, they talked about what happened at school yesterday afternoon.

Although they verbally deny believing in ghosts and spirits, these are topics that young people are quite interested in.

"Izumi-chan, Rikka, what do you think?"

Fujiwara Chika asked the two of them with her big, curious eyes.

Still in a daze, she was just watching with amusement.

"I didn't really care, you should ask Rikka."

Hanesegawa Izumi slightly raised her head, turning her gaze to the side.

Rikka Takanashi placed her hand in a V-shape on her chin, tilted her head back and thought for a moment, then said, "Hmm, its exact origin is unknown. It's an evil spirit that can control emotions, and its strength is quite good. If it were alone, it would probably be a tough battle. However, with the combined efforts of me and the other members, it was quickly reduced to ashes."

"So it was Rikka and the others who protected Shuchiin from destruction? That's wonderful! If everyone knew, they would be extremely grateful to you."

Fujiwara Chika touched her two fingers together, then clasped them together, and said with a smile.

"That won't be necessary. We don't care about these empty titles, nor do we need the approval of ordinary people."

Rikka Takanashi waved her hand dismissively, her words tinged with arrogance.

"whee."

The girl with cherry blossom-colored hair smiled indulgently.

……

"Dong dong dong."

Suddenly, a knock on the door caught Izumi Hasegawa's attention, and she turned around to look.

Eriri stood at the door, her brows furrowed, and waved to him.

Come here quickly!

Izumi Hasegawa moved her seat and left.

"What's wrong, Eriri?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm bored right now, come with me for a while."

The girl's assertiveness was unexpected.

The performance she saw yesterday really spurred Eriri on, and with her mother Sayuri's encouragement, she was finally forced to make a decision on this last day and take the initiative.

"Ok."

Hasegawa Izumi's eyes flickered slightly, and he naturally walked alongside her on either side.

Along the way, some students I met made way for me or greeted me.

Some bold girls even flirted with him behind his back.

"Miss Sawamura is walking with Hasegawa-kun. Are they going on a date at the school festival? How bold of them~"

"Those two are really so loving!"

Eriri's ears turned slightly red, but she was too embarrassed to turn around and argue back, so she could only think to herself and pretend she didn't hear it.

'You guys, you're childhood friends after all, it's normal for you to be close!'

'Speaking of which, how can Izumi be so calm? Could it be that Izumi is actually...'

The girl's thoughts were quite conflicted.

There are many activities organized by each class during the school festival, and even maid cafes are readily available, which shows that although everyone criticizes verbally, they are still quite self-disciplined in their actions.

However, while maid cafes are a novelty for others, they don't hold much appeal for the duo who are deeply entrenched in otaku culture.

They continued on and arrived at an exhibition held by the calligraphy department, which displayed calligraphy written on unfolded long scrolls of Xuan paper.

"Hasegawa-san, Sawamura-san..."

The two, being prominent figures at the school, caught the attention of the calligraphy department head.

"As the top student in the grade and an all-rounder, Hasegawa-kun, your calligraphy must be exceptional, right? Could you demonstrate it to everyone?"

The Minister of Calligraphy smiled gently and made the request.

At this moment, everyone's attention turned to this.

"Bring me a pen."

Hanase Izumi spoke succinctly, extending her hand.

Soon, the Xuan paper was spread out on the table.

He grasped the brush, and with swift, flowing strokes, a line of poetry quickly took shape on the rice paper.

"I will climb to the very top, and survey all the mountains below."

"***..."

This is considered an obscure line of poetry for the Japanese, but that doesn't stop them from recognizing the quality of the writing and applauding enthusiastically.

"This calligraphy is amazing!"

The head of the calligraphy department stared wide-eyed.

"Let's go."

Hanesegawa Izumi beckoned Eriri to leave, leaving behind the message.

The calligraphy club members were overjoyed.

Is this a gift for them?

"Ahem, since it's a token of my appreciation from Hasegawa-san, then I, as the club president, will keep it safe."

The calligraphy minister's gesture of reaching out his hand aroused dissatisfaction among others.

"Come on! Minister, you just want to have it all to yourself!"

"This is our treasure!"

A noisy commotion came from behind me.

"You're way too popular. It's like even a single hair of yours could fetch a price at auction."

Eriri, who had just stepped outside, made a comment.

"That's because I write well; don't put the cart before the horse."

"Izumi Hasegawa replied."

"Superpowered people really don't make any sense."

The girl was extremely envious.

I walked a few more steps.