The all-powerful middle schooler

This audacious act amused the two of them.

The small shop was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Another peaceful, routine day.

But how long can this peaceful daily life continue?

49. If we cannot love each other, then let us kill each other.

Saeko Busujima is the daughter of the renowned Busujima family, a family of kendo masters. She possesses exceptional swordsmanship and won the national championship in her second year. Currently, she is the captain of the kendo club in her third year at Shuchiin Academy.

When she wasn't carrying a knife, in the eyes of others, she was an outstanding traditional woman, not only skilled in cooking but also humble and gentle in her dealings with others, and even known as a Yamato Nadeshiko (ideal Japanese woman).

Even disregarding her family background and achievements, judging solely from her appearance—with her long, dark purple hair, a cold expression, and stunning figure—she could easily garner countless fans at school.

But, apart from her, even her only relative, her father, did not understand the dark side of her heart.

She actually has a strong tendency towards violence. In junior high school, she was attacked and deliberately let the attacker get close to her before severely injuring him with a wooden knife, even breaking his leg and shoulder blade.

This was clearly excessive self-defense, but given the disparity in strength at the time, her actions were naturally exempted from liability.

But she knew that she had felt excited when she attacked him.

Since then, she has quietly hidden this impulse, but it has only been hidden, not disappeared; it still exists in her heart.

For example, whenever she sparred with members of the kendo club, due to the difference in their skill levels, this irresistible urge often caused her to 'accidentally' overexert herself.

Because of this, gradually no one dared to practice with her anymore.

And now, it seems that such a person has appeared right in front of us!

In the courtyard of her own samurai mansion, Saeko Busujima meticulously wielded her sword, a surge of excitement rising within her causing a smile to involuntarily spread across her face.

"call……"

The wooden sword slashed through the air, producing a series of sharp, whistling sounds.

a long time.

She only caught her breath when her clothes were soaked with sweat, put down the wooden knife, and went back into the house to rest.

Just at this time.

She received a phone call from her father.

"Yako, I heard that you're going to have a kendo match with someone?"

A deep, authoritative voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yes."

She responded.

"That person seems to have caused quite a ruckus at Shuchiin Academy, hasn't he?"

"In a sense, yes."

"Don't forget, our Busujima family is one of the founders of Shuchiin. Our reputation as a renowned swordsman should not be desecrated by anyone, especially not by an unknown nobody."

"I will win."

Saeko Busujima understood her father's meaning and, after a three-second silence, affirmed.

This isn't a lack of self-confidence, but rather a reflection on other aspects of life.

Unexpectedly, this answer still did not satisfy her father.

"It's not 'will win,' it's 'must win'! The dignified young lady of the Busujima family, the champion of the national tournament, surely has confidence in dealing with an unknown nobody?"

Hearing this, she really wanted to refute her father, saying that the other party was no longer an 'unknown person,' but a dragon that had already turned Xiuzhiyuan upside down.

"I will definitely win."

Knowing her father's personality, she understood that it would be useless to say it aloud, so she continued speaking.

As the winner of the national tournament and a highly skilled swordswoman, Saeko Busujima is also full of confidence in the skills she has honed to this day.

"Let's stop here then."

After that, the call ended.

Saeko Busujima put down her phone, held a wooden sword in one hand, and slowly walked to the edge, her deep eyes gazing at the sky.

"Hasegawa-kun, I hope you can prove my swordsmanship!"

……

A few days ago, I went out for ramen with Chika, and for the past few days, Izumi Hasegawa has stayed at home and hasn't gone anywhere.

Yesterday, a spring rain finally fell. The soft, moist raindrops fell on the Sword of Invincibility hanging outside, as if washing away the impurities of the mundane world.

"Yes, that's the taste."

He picked up the Sword of Invincibility, sniffed it lightly, nodded in satisfaction, and then put it back in its place.

"Speaking of which, since the 'Far East Magic Society' has been established in reality, we should also establish a faster communication channel in the Sea of ​​Electronics."

With her hands behind her head, Izumi Hasegawa was resting on the sofa when she suddenly remembered this matter. She took out her phone, opened LINE to create a group chat, and then clicked to invite the members of the organization.

During those few days of training for the basketball game, Qianhua led the way and they all added each other as friends.

This saved him a lot of trouble.

Rikka and Dekomori responded quickly, joining the group almost immediately, and then quickly changed their group name.

Evil King's True Eye: Could this be an 'ideal land' that the Sage specially created in the Sea of ​​Electronics for the organization?

Thunder Hammer Wielder: You've really worked hard, Sage!

When chatting online, Tokomori clearly lost his signature verbal style.

The wise man: It's not hard work, it's just a matter of doing something casually.

Thunder Hammer Wielder: It's easy for the Sage, but for me, it's a different story.

The True Eye of the Evil King: I must admit that even though the True Eye of the Evil King is the strongest, it is still no match for the boundless power of the Sage.

Dansheng Valley: Stop bragging, aren't you guys embarrassed?

Nishikawa Mori Natsumi had joined the group at some point and was expressing her opinions.

Of course, she was immediately bombarded by Dekomori.

Thunder Hammer Wielder: You imposter, don't be so arrogant! Otherwise, one day the Thunder Hammer will smash your head in!

Dansheng Valley: LOL, I'll kill you with one curse and you'll be dead without a burial place!

Dansheng Valley: No, no, that last sentence doesn't count! You go to hell!!

Dansheng Valley then added a frustrated emoji.

It was as if you could feel the despair in her heart just by looking at the phone screen.

"You blurted it out unconsciously again!"

I could almost hear that self-talk in my ear.

Of course, even saying such things wouldn't prevent Sanae Dekomori from mocking him.

If we can't love each other, then let's kill each other!

This is Hasegawa Izumi's most accurate assessment of the relationship between the two.

Evil King's True Eye: Alright, let's hurry up, Tu Shou, we still have one last stronghold to deal with today.

Thunder Hammer User: Yes, Master!

Dansheng Valley: Why are you typing when you're together? You two idiots!

Sage: Rikka, what are you and Dekomori doing?

He asked curiously.

Evil King's True Eye: The routine check of the singularity has so far revealed nothing unusual.

Thunder Hammer Warrior: Sage, would you like to join us?

Sage: Let's forget about it then. You all go about your business. Call me if there's anything you can't handle.

After refusing, Izumi Hasegawa left the chat group.

Because it's time to play the game that I agreed on with Eriri in a little while.

The May Day Golden Week holiday passed by in this way.

50. Me, a good guy with a knife.

As night gradually faded and the sun rose in the east, a faint pale white appeared on the horizon, gradually turning golden and orange-red, until a brilliant sunrise unfolded.

In the warm morning light, a wooden sword hanging in the air seemed to have been refined by time, and the stripes on the hilt appeared even brighter and more textured.

Suddenly, a fair hand reached out from below, grasped the bottom of the scabbard, and took it down.

"it's time."

Hasegawa Izumi murmured softly, took out the bandages she had prepared beforehand, wrapped them around the sword she was seeking to defeat, then put on her belt, inserted the sword into the belt at a 60-degree angle and secured it to her back.

He went out.

However, he immediately encountered a problem.

"Click...click..."

When he touched the handlebars, ready to ride his beloved bicycle, he found it was already overburdened and making an unhappy noise.

"What a weak mechanical life form, it is indeed no match for well-trained muscles."

"It broke down again so quickly after just a little bit of intensity."

"It seems we'll have to suspend it for now."

He sighed.

With no other option, he had to take the tram to Shuchiin.

"Mom, what is that big brother carrying on his back?"

"It...it should be a guitar, right?"

"A guitar? It doesn't look like one to me. It's bound with bandages, isn't it? Who would do something so careless! Maybe it's a sword!"

"Hey, hey, hey, this is terrifying!"

"Don't do this, I'm scared, what if we run into another lunatic?"

"He doesn't seem like a good person, sister. Let's stay away from him."

"Judging from his school uniform, he must be from Shuchiin Academy, right? There are always weirdos everywhere."

"Mom, why are you going away? I think this older brother is really handsome!"

When Izumi Hasegawa stepped into the carriage, his attire quickly attracted everyone's attention and sparked discussion.

Because he tied the sword a little too tightly, some people misunderstood and thought he was a talent from the Light Music Club, but that was obviously not the case.

He didn't intend to explain. He stood alone in the corner, creating a self-important domain that made people afraid to approach him.

Until the tram arrived at the station.

He slowly stepped out of the car.

"Whoo~"

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They were genuinely terrified that this unknown man would suddenly pull out a samurai sword and start a bloodbath on the train.

After all, similar incidents have happened before.

On the way to Shuchiin, the figure carrying the wooden sword was still the coolest guy in everyone's eyes.

It's not like we're participating in a cosplay event; seeing something like this in everyday life is still quite intriguing.

The journey was smooth sailing until they arrived at the entrance of Shuchi High School, where Izumi Hasegawa was stopped by someone.