The all-powerful middle schooler

I thought it was just a fantasy, but it turned out to be a reality.

Out of caution, he did not pursue the matter further to eliminate any future threats, but instead planned to use the Killing Stone to continue improving his strength.

"Hmph, there's more to this world than just swordsmanship!"

"Simple swordsmanship is outdated."

……

The night was quiet, with neon lights flashing along the street.

A deserted street corner.

The person who was moving seemed to have noticed something, and chose to put the person behind them down and lean them against the wall.

"It seems necessary to treat him first; the injury is too severe."

Looking at her senior, who was covered in blood, Hasegawa Izumi sighed softly, raised her right hand, and emitted a green wave that symbolized healing.

The near-death situation of Senior Sister Busujima quickly disappeared, her breathing gradually calmed down, and her complexion returned to normal, but she remained unconscious.

"Then, physical wounds are easy to heal, but what about the wounds in one's heart?"

Even he had to scratch his head when he thought about this troublesome problem.

7

Chapter 7 I am just a weak woman.

"Well……"

On the sofa, the sleeping purple-haired beauty gradually woke up, her eyes still a little dazed.

"here it is……?"

Saeko Busujima stared at the unfamiliar ceiling, then checked herself over, only to find that her injuries seemed to have vanished, and even her clothes were spotless.

Was I dreaming?

She held her forehead with one hand, recalling everything in the 'dream': the break with her father, the clash of swords, the turbulent emotions of that time—all were vividly clear in her mind.

This is not a dream; dreams wouldn't be this vivid.

"I was rescued? Yes..."

She straightened up, placed her hand on her abdomen where it still seemed to ache slightly, and murmured to herself.

"Senior Busujima, you're awake."

Hasegawa Izumi walked out of the room while playing a handheld game console.

"So it really was you who saved me?"

Saeko Busujima stood up, her expression not overly surprised.

Because among all the people she knew, only one person possessed this ability.

"Have I been unconscious for a long time? And what about my clothes...?"

As if thinking of something, the mature and beautiful senior in the eyes of ordinary people couldn't help but blush slightly, showing a bit of girlish shyness.

"It wasn't long, only about an hour. As for your injuries and clothes, I 'repaired' them with my ability. I didn't do anything out of line."

Hasegawa Izumi raised her head.

"Yes, I see... You really are omnipotent."

A hint of panic flashed in her eyes, and a strange sense of loss filled her heart.

"Although you've cleaned it up for me, could I use the bathroom for a moment?"

"Ok?"

"I still feel a bit uneasy all over."

"I understand, you can use it. My sister is already asleep, so it's empty now."

Izumi Hasegawa understood her gaze.

Some stains require other methods of cleaning.

Inside the bathroom, steam rose and wafted in the air.

With a few splashes of water, a figure stepped into the bathtub. Even from the blurry human shape, one could discern alluring body lines and ample assets.

"Hey, are you there? Can we chat?"

Sounds came from inside the bathroom.

"So, senior, you're the kind of person who's afraid to shower alone?"

Izumi Hasegawa, who was in the living room, put down her handheld console and walked to the bathroom door.

"This has never happened before."

Clearly, due to recent negative experiences, there is still a sense of fear and unease.

"It seems you're not as strong as everyone thought, senior."

He immediately joked.

"I'm just a weak woman, not that strong... Sometimes I need a man's shoulder to lean on."

Saeko Busujima curled up in the bathtub, hugging her knees, and remained silent for a moment before speaking.

It sounds like you're a little injured?

Could I have said something wrong?

At this moment, he chose to change the subject.

"By the way, I've always wanted to ask you why you always address me as 'Jun'? It could be considered a respectful form of address, right?"

"Because I think this suits your style better. If you're not satisfied, how about I just call you by your name? From now on, Izumi-kun will be your name."

This sentence sounds quite straightforward, with a touch of playfulness, which contrasts sharply with the previous tone that was mixed with negative emotions.

"Ok?"

Hanesegawa Izumi looked surprised.

Before he could reply, the senior continued speaking, her emotions fluctuating again.

"Izumi-kun, tell me, why did it turn out like this? How could he be so cruel?"

"Because he wants to become stronger."

"Is that all? He's killed countless people for that!"

"The pursuit of power is a biological instinct... When one's willpower is insufficient, one will naturally resort to any means necessary, even becoming a demon."

In many worlds, he remembered many beings who, in order to become stronger, killed countless people and regarded life as worthless.

In this world, it would be perfectly normal.

Silence fell in the bathroom.

Saeko Busujima had her head down, her long hair obscuring her profile, so her expression was not visible.

"There's an empty room on the second floor. This is my parents' bedroom, but they've been abroad for a while now. Senior Busujima, why don't you stay here for now? After all, you can't go back to your family's old house for the time being, right?"

After showering, Izumi Hasegawa led her senior to the second floor.

"Thank you for your help, Izumi-kun."

Saeko Busujima thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, and forced a smile onto her face.

On the second day.

"My other half, the offerings this morning seem a bit too much!"

Xiaojiu looked at the food on the table and felt that something was wrong.

"This one isn't for you."

"Izumi Hasegawa replied."

"what?"

While her younger sister was looking on in surprise, Busujima-senpai also came down from upstairs.

"This is Senior Poison Island. There has been a family crisis, and she may need to stay with us for a while."

"Kojimaru is my younger sister. You can just call her by her name, senior."

He introduced them to each other.

"Kawaii, is this Izumi-kun's sister?"

Saeko Busujima bent down, examined the area carefully, and smiled slightly.

"..."

Little Dove stood there dumbfounded, showing no sign of being shy.

He suddenly said he wanted to live with another woman...

Could it be as that witch said, that my other half is actually the embodiment of desire?

Will this world build a harem belonging to my other half?

But, but it's okay...

She's my younger sister!

……

We arrived at Shuchiin.

Hasegawa Izumi is going to the third-year teachers' office to ask for leave on behalf of Busujima-senpai.

She needs to heal properly during this time.

"Oh dear, perhaps we went too far last night? Young people should take better care of their health! Back when I was this age..."

"boom."

He closed the door after ignoring the mature woman's flirting.

After school, the Far East Magic Club.

"I heard that Senior Busujima has taken leave."

"Huh, is that true?"

"Seeker of the Way, do you have any clues?"

The girls sang in unison, as if they had all agreed to the plan.

"Are you all so well-informed?"

Hasegawa Izumi asked with a puzzled look, and then briefly explained the reason.

The girls were somewhat saddened by the changes in the Busujima family, but quickly shifted their attention.

"So, that means Dokushima-senpai is living at your house now, you sage."

"A lone man and a lone woman..."

"Minister, could it be that things have already escalated to the point of accidental conflict?!"

"Waaaaah, although Dekomori had long anticipated this day... Death..."

Their eyes held different expressions, each conveying a different hidden thought.

8

Chapter 8 Was he born the strongest, or...?

"Of course not, what are you all thinking? It's just that we're taking care of each other because we've known each other."

Hasegawa Izumi turned her head away.

The girls all looked at each other with disbelief.