The all-powerful middle schooler

"Izumi-kun."

"I've got it!"

12

Chapter 12: With great power comes little responsibility.

It was late at night, and the moonlight was cold and indifferent.

A middle-aged swordsman wielding a samurai sword arrives at a suburban mansion, its samurai-era style symbolizing its ancient heritage.

This is the former residence of the Yagyu family, a famous school of swordsmanship.

Masao Busujima came here to eliminate the potential threat of killing the young master of the Yagyu family, in order to prevent any future retaliation from the Yagyu family.

Of course, this is only a minor reason. More importantly, he could no longer suppress the murderous intent in his heart!

"No! It's the motivation to become stronger!"

His pupils gradually turned a crazed red, and then he stealthily slipped inside.

To prevent anyone from escaping, he employed assassination methods in addition to simple disguises.

In his presence today, ordinary people are far too vulnerable.

Even though the Yagyu family had some skilled swordsmen, they were still no match for them.

Soon, the Yagyu family home had become a living hell, with blood pools everywhere.

"Cry, scream, and then die!"

"what!"

The current head of the Yagyu family was awakened by the commotion outside, and as soon as he went out with his knife, he witnessed Masao Busujima committing a crime.

"Who are you! How dare you commit violence at my Yagyu family's residence!"

he roared.

"You're the last one, so I don't need to pretend anymore."

"That voice... it's you!!"

Then came a sudden, sharp blow; he fell to the ground, a huge gash appearing on his chest, blood flowing everywhere.

But he did not die immediately.

"Although I wasn't serious, I didn't expect that even you could block this attack and survive. It seems that my swordsmanship is still a little lacking. But it doesn't matter."

Masao Busujima looked at the knife in his hand, shook his head, and turned to look at the other man, his crimson eyes filled with greed.

"Let the Yagyu family become the resources for me to continue to grow stronger."

"Wait...wait! Busujima! Do you remember? I treated you to a meal before!"

"Who remembers that kind of thing anymore?"

"Uh……"

After that, Masao Busujima used the Killing Stone to absorb the blood energy of everyone. The surging power rushed through his body, and his body became stronger at a visible speed. His veins swelled up like crimson dragons, his black hair fluttered, and his eyebrows and eyes became even more ferocious and terrifying. He was like a demon descended to earth.

"That's right, this is true power!"

He clenched his fist, and it was as if he had burst the air, making a "snap" sound.

In addition to this power, the Killing Stone's regenerative abilities have also been greatly enhanced, and its blood energy has merged more deeply with its own spiritual power. The original family breathing technique also seems to have undergone a transformation.

After receiving the message "I'm full" from the Sesshoseki, he planned to go into seclusion for a few days to gain control of his increased strength before proceeding with his next plan.

"Only the strong can survive in the future, and my path is not wrong!"

"Yako, your vision is too narrow."

"It seems that only I can make the Busujima family stronger."

……

It was another afternoon at the Far East Magic Society.

"Hey."

Sanae Tokomori leaned against the windowsill, resting her chin on one hand, and sighed again.

I'll just talk to you, then.

Dansheng Valley Senxia raised her head, pursed her lips, and looked over there, saying, "You've sighed three times in half an hour."

"It has nothing to do with you, Death!"

Sanae Tokomori turned around and glared at her.

"You're hopeless. I was finally thinking of showing you some concern."

Dansheng Valley Mori Natsu also sighed softly and spread his hands.

"I don't need your concern!"

Sanae sneered.

"It's said that sighing will take away your good luck. Servant, is something on your mind?"

Rikka Takanashi also shared her opinion.

"This is how it is, Master..."

The latter's expression immediately became friendly, and through this question, she revealed what was on her mind.

The incident stemmed from the fact that when Sanae Dekomori was traveling by car this morning, she happened to witness someone committing suicide by jumping off a building. However, she reacted too slowly and was unable to save the person, causing a vibrant life to slip away right before her eyes. She felt extremely guilty about this.

"If only I were faster, or rather, if only my reaction time were faster..."

The girl sighed again as she thought about this.

Although there had been several battles before, and people had died, she had never witnessed any bloodshed firsthand.

"It's alright, Servant. This isn't your fault. There's no point in trying to save someone who doesn't value their own life."

Rikka Takanashi went over and patted her on the shoulder.

"Sigh, watching a living person die in front of you can certainly be traumatic... but that only applies to ordinary people. As a soldier, you should have been aware of this long ago."

Tan Sheng Gu Mori Xia preached.

That's what they say, but they might not be that mature yet, let alone Sanae Dekomori, who is only a junior high school student.

"But……"

"Don't be so arrogant!"

Suddenly a shout rang out.

"So many people die every day in this world, can you save them all? Let alone those who are courting death."

"You're just a middle school student, do you think you're some kind of savior?"

"Even a minister wouldn't be this arrogant."

Natsukawa Masaki crossed her arms over her chest, frowned, and began to scold.

Beside him, Izumi Hasegawa yawned and turned to the next page of the novel.

Although nothing was said, it still conveyed something.

"indeed so……"

Sanae Tokomori quickly resolved this small knot in her heart and came to her senses.

"Although, although you're right, Death... but why are you yelling so loudly!"

The girl stubbornly persisted in the end.

"Because I don't want to be held back by someone because of this in the future. In my opinion, 'with great power comes great responsibility,' and everyone else is someone who can be discarded."

Natsukawa Masaki raised an eyebrow.

"As expected, a witch's nature can't be changed, Death!"

Sanae Tokomori muttered.

"Excuse me~"

A smiling witch pushed open the door and entered, attracting everyone's attention.

The two, who had originally intended to confront each other, stopped in their tracks.

"Sorry to interrupt your conversation."

"I have no feelings for them at all."

The two said in unison.

A-Ten-Bō-Meng smiled and then brought the information she had collected.

Most of the news is meaningless to them; they just listen to it as news. They only pay attention to news from the Tokyo area.

"Just two days ago, a horrific murder occurred in Tokyo. The once-famous Yagyu family of swordsmen was completely wiped out."

"Based on the preliminary investigation, it is highly likely that all of them died from the same person, and their blood was drained. Therefore, everyone is guessing that this is probably another case of a crime committed by a superhuman."

"How terrifying! Although the Yagyu family has declined, it was still a famous family in the past, and not a single one of them escaped..."

13

Chapter 13 Today, we will determine who is superior and who is inferior, and we will decide who lives and who dies!

"Wait, the blood is gone? Could it be from one of Kobato's kind!"

Rikka, the little bird, looked startled.

"Vampires? I look forward to fighting Death!"

Tessho Sanae was excited.

"Your focus is really strange."

Regarding the two's reactions, A-Ten-Fang-Meng couldn't help but complain.

This is clearly a heinous murder case!

Is this the leisure of a superpowered person... no, a strong person?

"Hey."

She sighed softly to herself.

When will I be able to truly step into that field?

A-Ten-Bō-Meng secretly cast her gaze at someone, her eyes burning with desire.

Recalling that competition about 'what is love', she has already understood the direction in which she is making progress.

"You haven't even witnessed it with your own eyes, what are you all guessing about? The important thing is the significance behind it, right? There have been many supernatural events lately, and there seems to be a resurgence. I wonder if it will cause even greater unrest."

"I can only say this with a helpless tone," said Nissouya Mori Natsumi.

"Whatever, haha~"

Natsukawa Masaki imitated someone and lazily yawned.

Hasegawa Izumi glanced at her before speaking leisurely:

"It really doesn't matter, everyone should just do as they please. Instead, let's focus on becoming stronger..."

"Even if the world collapses in the future, we will still hold up the sky with one hand."

……

The Hasegawa family.

After that night of enlightenment, Saeko Busujima had grasped the essence of sword intent and spent every day thereafter practicing and familiarizing herself with this power in the courtyard.

Because of his innate bloodlust and his mastery of the "Thirteen Deadly Swords" technique.

Unsurprisingly, she comprehended the 'Slaughtering Sword Intent'.