The all-powerful middle schooler

At this moment, a light of excitement shone in Sanae Tokomori's eyes.

"After this period of testing, I admit that Tokumori is qualified. When you come back from the May Day holiday, Tokumori, please hand me your application to join the group."

Hanase Izumi nodded in agreement.

If it were any other organization, there would definitely be some kind of obedience test or some means of control, but since he is a loyal servant of another founder, there is no need to consider that too much.

"Great! Death has gained the Sage's approval!"

Sanae Tokomori jumped up with joy, like a rocket soaring into the sky.

Then, the three of them looked at the lone person.

“Come back to me, Mori Summer.”

He extended his hand, extending a straightforward invitation.

"Ok."

Dansheng Valley Senxia picked up her right hand, looked around, considered it for a moment, and then nodded.

Although she really didn't want to mess around with these people anymore, the impact of this battle was much more serious than she had imagined. Now, even if she jumped into Tokyo Bay, she couldn't clear her name.

From now on, I'll just be a ghost member and slowly whitewash my image!

Life is always like this; you have to accept your failures.

But before that, I have to destroy all evidence of my existence...!

"Tokumori, you promised to give me back the Dark Codex."

Nishikawa Morika stared at the noisy middle school student.

"Well, since Lady Mori Summer wants it, then let's return it to Lady Mori Summer."

To everyone's surprise, the other person seemed like a completely different person. Their face flushed, their voice softened, and they very politely handed over the book.

What she didn't know was how important she was to Sanae Dekomori, and of course, she didn't care.

With the item in hand, Nissougu Senxia could no longer suppress his emotions. He took a few steps back, pulled out a lighter he had prepared beforehand, and lit the Dark Codex.

"Why!? Why would Lady Mori Summer destroy the magic book she painstakingly created?"

Seeing this scene, Sanae Tokomaru was incredulous and felt as if her faith had collapsed.

"These old-fashioned things should have disappeared by now, and so should that shameful name... You really went to a lot of trouble for me, even making me 'sell myself'. But it's all good now, at least I'm free from worries, so my efforts have finally paid off."

Her cold and contemptuous gaze deeply stung someone's heart.

The burning "Dark Scripture" was tossed aside.

"How could this be... how could this be? So this was your real purpose in impersonating Mori Summer... death..."

Sanae Tokomori ran over, covered her face, and squatted down. Faint sobs, like those of mourning, could be heard.

"In the end, it was all for naught."

For some reason, seeing this scene made Hasegawa Izumi unable to suppress a smile.

It was supposed to be a rather sad scene.

Rikka Takanashi remained silent because she knew the inside story and had nothing to worry about.

"Heh, heh heh heh heh heh... Oh heh heh! Luckily, I knew this day would come! I left a complete backup of death!"

After a sudden burst of laughter, Sanae Tokomori stood up with her hands on her hips, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons as she smiled.

"Eh!?"

Dansheng Valley Senxia's expression changed drastically.

"I should thank you, I finally know your purpose, you imposter Mori Summer! The Dark Codex is the trace Mori Summer left in the world, an important tool related to whether she can return. You want to erase this trace, this marker, to prevent her from returning to the world, in order to achieve your ulterior motive of death! But fortunately, I have Dekomori, your scheme has completely failed!"

Sanae Tokomori mocked her relentlessly.

"Outrageous! Since that's the case, then you brat will pay the price first!"

Desperate and frustrated, Nibutani Morika could no longer contain herself and charged toward Dekomori Sanae.

"Just you?"

Sanae Tokomori refused to be outdone and stepped forward to fight.

The two immediately started fighting.

"Goodbye, you guys keep having fun, I'm heading back now."

Hasegawa Izumi glanced at the time, hurried back to take care of her younger sister, and quickly turned to say goodbye.

Seeing this.

"Hmph! We'll see about this! You imposter, I'll make you pay the price sooner or later!"

The battle between Sanae Dekomori and Mori Natsumi Nibutani immediately ended, and they parted on bad terms.

"Let's go, Master. We finally have some free time today. Do you have any missions to assign?"

"We have a special operation today called 'The Twilight Hour,' which requires us to investigate several singularities where strange occurrences have been reported recently."

"Is a new monster about to appear? It seems the human world is becoming unsafe too."

The sound of their conversation faded into the distance as the two figures walked away.

……

Shuchiin was originally established as an institution for educating noble and samurai families.

Therefore, the area where the Kendo Club is located is more prosperous than other clubs. In addition to a Kendo dojo with a strong historical atmosphere, there is also a separate courtyard behind it, complete with small bridges, flowing water, flowers, trees and plants.

Suddenly, several boys and girls dressed in kendo uniforms, white on top and black on the bottom, walked into the courtyard. Their eyes swept around and landed on the purple-haired figure sitting under the big tree. Their eyes showed awe.

"Senior Busujima, the results of the battle are in. It's roughly like this... According to our observation, that man must have considerable martial arts skills, which is why he was able to create such a one-sided situation! Moreover, we just received news that his next challenger is our Kendo Club."

As we approached along the pebbled path, a girl stepped forward and said...

"is it?"

The person sitting quietly holds a bamboo knife embedded in the soil beside him in his right hand, and with a casual swing, he cuts off a leaf falling from a tree.

She slowly opened her eyes, her deep blue pupils revealing a hint of sharpness. Her chest rose and fell slightly, and she exhaled a wisp of white breath.

"This is exactly the kind of opponent I've been waiting for!"

42. I, Qin Shi Huang, need your money!

Suddenly, the person on the bed opened their eyes.

It's the familiar ceiling again.

After yesterday's hustle and bustle, Izumi Hasegawa is enjoying a peaceful vacation.

He drew back the curtains, took a breath of fresh air, and prepared to finish the training task before Kojira woke up.

He didn't want to go bald, so his exercise level was only at the average person's warm-up level.

After breakfast, he sat on the sofa and watched TV with his sister for a while.

"This is so boring, so childish. And the main character is so pretentious. He just lost an arm, yet he's always yelling like that. The character development is terrible!"

After some time, he made his most honest assessment.

"Don't stand by and judge my life! Do you even understand my pain?"

This immediately provoked his younger sister to oppose him, and a fight broke out.

"Of course, no one understands better than me. I even understand Kaneki's pain."

"Kaneki, who is that?"

"That's another story..."

At this point, he decisively seized the opportunity to temper his sister's willpower until she could no longer bear it.

"Hey, you idiot!"

Kobato's willpower +0.1.

Judging from this progress, when the great event arrives, the younger sister will also have the opportunity to rise to power.

Although the "useless little sister" trait is also cute, Kobato is already the cutest in the world in his heart, so this little bit doesn't matter.

after a while.

In a state of deep stillness, Izumi Hasegawa began to consider her future plans.

"If I challenge the kendo club, wouldn't it be a bit impolite to use their swords? It seems that swordsmen are very particular about this... Anyway, I have nothing to do during the holidays, so I might as well make my own sword. It's not a disposable item, and I should be able to use it in the future."

He nodded to himself.

Once the decision is made, then take action.

First, it can be confirmed that a real sword is not needed for the time being, so we will choose between a bamboo sword and a wooden sword.

"I think the wooden sword is cooler, right?"

He quickly made the most honest judgment.

Fashion value is usually positively correlated with combat power.

However, logging is not allowed, so the only way to sell timber is through buying and selling.

"But it seems like I don't have enough pocket money."

His gaze turned serious, his fingers interlaced, his hands forming an archway under his chin, and he fell into deep thought.

"How could mere coins be a problem for me?"

Soon, his eyes lit up, and he took out his phone and sent a message.

It was a sunny day, and the scenery was beautiful.

Eriri, wearing black-rimmed glasses and a green tracksuit from Shimamura Middle School, was working hard at her desk to contribute to the book sales event at the summer anime convention.

The comics on the desktop contain many stimulating scenes that need to be censored, but the art style is very beautiful and exquisite.

This is all the capital that allows Kashiwagi Eri to stand firmly in the underworld!

"Toot~!"

Suddenly, a notification sounded, causing the blonde girl who was busy working to stop what she was doing.

"Who is it that's messaging me at this hour? I remember blocking those people's messages."

She then opened Line and saw this message.

"Hello, I am Qin Shi Huang. I haven't actually died; I've been in a deep sleep. Now I've been resurrected. If I can bring my 100,000 terracotta warriors back to life, I can rule the world. So I need some money. If you transfer 300,000 yen to me to help me restore my kingdom, I'll give you a great reward and, after conquering the world, I'll make you a prince in Japan."

It’s true at first glance.

"Can these kinds of scam messages really fool people?"

Eriri was speechless. She tapped her finger a few times, wanting to delete the friend.

That is of course impossible.

Because the person who sent her that message was that idiot.

Eriri: Why do you suddenly need to borrow money?

Izumi Hasegawa: I want to buy a piece of wood.

Eriri: Huh?

Eriri: Then why are you buying wood? To make a fire? To test how to start a fire by friction when you're in the wild?

The girl tries to connect with her childhood friend.

Hasegawa Izumi: No, it's so simple to make fire by rubbing sticks together, there's no need to experiment. I'm preparing for the upcoming match with the kendo club, and I plan to choose a good piece of wood to make a wooden sword.

With that explained it, Eriri could understand.

It's probably because recent events have raised her threshold.

Eriri: Oh, okay, then I'll use one from my family's yard. You can just pick any one.

Izumi Hasegawa: Let's take the one behind the villa.