The all-powerful middle schooler

"Then how should I address you from now on?"

"Normally you can just call me Hasegawa. As for when you're acting as a bodyguard, just be like the other members."

Taking into account the girl's changing mindset, Izumi Hasegawa gave her some space.

"oh, I understand now."

"Now let me teach you how to control your spiritual power and cultivate actively."

The two went outside to give instructions during this last bit of time.

Kato Megumi suggested leaving before dinner.

"By the way, Hasegawa-san, about that dream I had before..."

Suddenly, she remembered something, turned around and asked.

"I don't know the content of the dream either; I just stimulated your subconscious."

Izumi Hasegawa responded.

"I'll be going now. Please take care of me in the future, Hasegawa-kun."

Afterwards, Kato Megumi returned home with slightly lighter steps.

"Hui, why are you back so late? Where did you go? Do you know how unsafe the area has been lately?"

"Next time you come back late, remember to send a message to your mom."

She was greeted with long-awaited care from her parents, and her somewhat desolate heart was filled with a long-lost surge of emotion.

"Okay, I understand. I'm sorry to have worried you."

The girl sat down at the table, a faint smile playing on her lips.

The next day, I arrived at school.

Kato Megumi's existence was finally widely recognized by her classmates, and even some of her former friends came to apologize, saying that they had neglected her recently.

"That's wonderful, Xiaohui... From now on, I won't have to worry about this kind of thing anymore."

Sakurai even gave her a dramatic hug after class, excitedly saying...

Kato Megumi silently accepted it, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

"Thank you, Hasegawa-san."

The news that Kato Megumi had become a member of the bodyguard quickly spread within the Far East Magic Society.

This made the girls secretly dissatisfied, and they took a swipe at one of the initiators.

After all, in some ways, although the identity of the bodyguard is not as high as theirs, they are clearly closer to someone!

……

weekend.

Dansheng Valley Mori Natsu arrived at a desolate wilderness and used various demonic arts to test their power.

However, the results were only so-so.

If it can be fully chanted, its power is indeed very strong, but if it is used without chanting, its power will be reduced by at least half.

This kind of demonic path is somewhat difficult to adapt to compared to enemies of higher strength.

After all, it's difficult for her to chant when she's fighting alone.

"The rate at which you become stronger has slowed down."

"It seems it's time to forge my own 'Zanpakuto'."

Nissougu Mori Natsumi has a deep understanding of her own power system.

For most Shinigami, their fighting power primarily lies in their Zanpakuto (soul-slaying sword). If they lose the power of their Zanpakuto, their strength usually decreases several times over.

She hadn't considered forging before because her foundation wasn't solid enough, making her easily distracted and unable to focus on one thing at a time.

Now, she can shift her focus.

"...Seeker of the Way, I beg you."

"it is good."

Nibutani Morika picked up her phone and dialed Hasegawa's number.

There was no other way; she wasn't capable of forging a Zanpakuto on her own, so she had no choice but to trouble the other party.

Anyway, we're not short of gratitude, so we might as well repay it!

after a while.

What are your thoughts on your Zanpakuto?

Hasegawa Izumi, hands in his pockets, strolled leisurely towards her.

"What are your thoughts? Isn't a Zanpakuto created by accumulating experience and honing one's skills, infusing the essence of one's soul into the Asauchi sword?"

Nishikawa Morika recalled the memories she had received.

"I was referring to the shape of the knife. Aren't you a 'magician'?"

His expression remained unchanged, but his tone carried a hint of mockery.

Dansheng Gu Senxia immediately understood what he meant and blushed with embarrassment.

Although her profession is 'Grim Reaper', she has always acted like a magician. She can fool others in front of them, but she looks ridiculous to those in the know.

"Isn't a knife just a knife? Can it be modified into a 'magic wand'? If it were modified like that, wouldn't its combat power be reduced considerably? I'd better not."

In the girl's eyes, combat power is still more important than her so-called self-image.

For the Grim Reaper, swordsmanship is an extremely important tool.

"I do have an idea."

Hasegawa Izumi smiled.

"Just make the exterior look like a magic wand and hide the real knife inside."

"Seeker of the Way, you are too professional!"

Nibutani Morika mentally simulated the scene, disguising herself as the seemingly fragile mage everyone thought she was, and then, as the opponent charged at her, suddenly gripping her wand and drawing her Zanpakuto...

Just imagining the enemy's expression is quite amusing.

After agreeing on the appearance of the 'wand', the two set off.

In the original world, the forging of Zanpakuto required the fusion of the souls of many Shinigami, but in the present world, it is of course impossible to create them using the same method.

However, once its essence is understood, the same thing can be created.

First and foremost, the material must possess sufficient spiritual qualities, much like the treasured sword 'Lion King' that Ms. Isayama possesses.

However, he couldn't just take it by force, so he had to do it himself, starting with the raw materials.

"The meteor shower a while ago brought not only aliens, but also some rare meteorite iron."

With these thoughts in mind, Izumi Hasegawa headed toward the location where she had deduced the meteor had fallen.

The most recent one landed in the sea near Kanagawa Prefecture.

It is in places like these that meteorite iron is not so easily taken away.

After trekking through mountains and rivers, we arrived at the seaside.

Nishikawa Morikawa was certain that if her physical strength were still the same as before, she would have been exhausted to death.

But for her right now, it's just a warm-up.

"You stay by the beach, I'll go get it myself."

"Izumi Hasegawa gave the instructions."

"Ah."

As he entered the sea, Dansheng Valley Mori Natsu gave a bitter smile.

Every time I feel strong enough to stand on my own, I find that I am still a burden in front of Hasegawa.

This feeling of powerlessness... how should I put it...

Pretty good.

Because only the enemy will feel despair.

Under the sea.

A figure fell like a falling meteorite, seemingly unaffected by any resistance.

Such speed would leave even the world's fastest swimming fish in awe.

"found it."

Hasegawa Izumi's gaze pierced through the deep seabed without any obstruction, landing on a pile of jet-black, iron-like substances.

This is the meteorite he is looking for.

Around the meteorite, seemingly sensing some benefit, undesirable fish swarmed around it, forming an ecosystem.

It was his arrival, this uninvited guest, that shattered the tranquility of this sea area.

"Gululu..."

A gigantic octopus crawled out of the trench, blocked his way, and spat out a mouthful of black liquid.

The attack was not slow at all in the seawater; it was even close to the speed at which a pistol bullet leaves the barrel.

"I don't need your ink."

Hasegawa Izumi casually dodged its attack, and with a wave of her hand, she channeled spiritual energy into the meteorite, lifting it up and startling the surrounding fish into fleeing.

The giant octopus was still not convinced and swung its tentacles at him.

"roll!"

He shouted in a deep voice, the sound penetrating the water and entering its ears, directly stunning it.

The meteorite was originally ownerless, but considering the order in which it arrived, he ignored this spontaneous protector.

But since it didn't know what was good for it, he didn't hold back.

Soon, Izumi Hasegawa emerged from the sea carrying a huge piece of meteorite iron.

"Let's go, we've got the stuff."

After landing, he led Dansheng Valley to their next destination—

An active volcano.

……

The fire raged fiercely, and scorching lava spewed out from the mountain pass.

Dansheng Valley Senxia followed behind him, walking on a scorched earth, a journey filled with breathtaking moments.

Such a spectacular sight, unless one becomes a superhuman, would likely only be seen in videos for the rest of one's life.

Meteorite iron is merely a raw material; further processing is required to forge it into a Zanpakuto.

The power of a volcanic eruption could be of help to him.

It's not because the temperature of the volcano is so high, since it's far lower than the temperature generated when a meteorite falls, but because active volcanoes also possess a certain spirituality, which allows them to forge special qualities into the meteorite iron while smelting it.

The two had unknowingly arrived at the crater.

It's still terrifying.

Dansheng Valley Mori Natsu glanced inside at the scorching lava, feeling the hot wind blowing in his face, and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

Upon arriving here, her spiritual energy was being consumed at a much faster rate, and she couldn't sustain it for long. Therefore, it was Hasegawa who used his power to protect her.

"Heaven and earth are the furnace, and nature is the craftsman."

"Yin and Yang are like charcoal, and all things are like copper."

As Izumi Hasegawa chanted some incomprehensible phrases, she threw the meteorite iron into the lava. Then, using the volcano as a furnace, she used her spiritual power to create a giant hammer and hammered it. Amidst the clanging of metal, the Zanpakuto, shaped like a magic wand, gradually took shape.