The all-powerful middle schooler

"Oh, right, we have art classes starting today. Is it an elective for Izumi-chan?"

she asked suddenly.

"Yes, I have."

He replied.

"How's Izumi-chan's drawing? Could it be even better than Eriri's?!"

Why compare her to Eriri?

"Because when it comes to people who are good at drawing, the only person I can think of is Eriri."

"This problem, emmm..."

"I understand!"

Fujiwara Chika didn't press the matter further, because she knew the answer was yes.

But for Eriri, if even her best skill is inferior to Izumi's, she must feel like dying. Therefore, the gentle Izumi must have buried the truth of this matter!

Actually, that's not the case; it's just that Eriri simply doesn't understand how high his abilities are in all aspects right now.

In the afternoon, art class began.

During the break, everyone moved to the art room.

The art elective course at Shuchiin University is taken by two classes together, so apart from Class C in the first year, Class B also has to take this class with them.

Coincidentally, there were two other members of the Far East Magic Society in Class B.

Apart from that troublesome little guy, the Far East Magic Society is now complete.

"That's Hasegawa-kun."

"I wonder if I could take this opportunity to have a chat with him."

"I hope we can paint each other's portraits."

His entrance caused a stir among the crowd.

Compared to Natsukawa Masuzu, who is like an elfin beauty, his popularity is still unmatched.

at the same time.

Nakano Miku also met another girl who looked similar to her. Apart from their expressions and hairstyles, it was almost impossible to tell the difference between them.

"That's Hasegawa-kun. He's so cool and handsome, he's so popular. No wonder you like him, Miku."

"No... that's not the case."

"Sorry, sorry, it was just a joke."

Ignoring Miku's blushing face, Yotsuba Nakano turned to look at the man.

"He's much faster than Yamazaki-kun! I really want to know how he trained!"

As a member of the sports club, she had always heard about the legend created by that person, but for various reasons she had never witnessed it, so she was very curious.

……

"Minister, I never expected to meet you here. Could this be what they call fate?"

"Hasegawa, good afternoon, and Takanashi too."

Both Natsukawa Masaki and Nibutani Morika greeted him upon seeing him.

Especially Natsukawa Masaki, whose smile was particularly warm, her eyes revealing a hint of tenderness and affection, as if her lover had arrived.

Clearly, this is a disguise.

If it were an ordinary person, they would definitely succumb to such gazes!

Even Rikka and the others are easily deceived in similar situations.

Hasegawa Izumi held the Witch of Greed's abilities in very high regard.

"Hey, hello there, you two."

He just gave a casual reply.

Natsukawa Masaki immediately retorted unhappily, "Minister, you should be expressing happiness here!"

The resentment in her eyes and brows was portrayed with remarkable realism.

"what……"

Hasegawa Izumi sighed, looking somewhat resigned, and turned her head away.

Could it be that...?

At this moment, Nissouya Morika subconsciously thought that he would give in to the lower-ranking members, and forced a smile to deal with it.

Based on her own calculations, Natsukawa Masaki made a similar judgment.

Unexpectedly...

When he turned his head again, he was completely different. The muscles on his face twisted slightly, the corners of his mouth turned up, forming a sly smile, and his eyes were wide open, making an exaggerated face.

"what……!!!"

Inside the art studio, a shrill scream rang out in unison.

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Apart from the three members of the Far East Magic Society, everyone else who was secretly observing was startled.

"Minister, you really are... unfathomable."

"I agree with that."

Natsukawa Masaki patted her chest, a flustered blush creeping onto her fair face.

Both she and Dansheng Valley realized this again.

“The sage is indeed… unfathomable.”

Rikka Takanashi also looked like she had just recovered, with a bead of cold sweat on her forehead.

"If it were that easy for you to guess, then what would I be doing as a minister?"

Hasegawa Izumi's lips curled up in a smug smile.

"Ding~"

The school bell rang, and the art teacher, who was around thirty years old and had a single ponytail, walked in from the door.

"Hello everyone, I'm your art teacher, Yumiko~ From now on, you can just call me by my name! Also, if you have any questions, feel free to ask me. Think of me as your older sister."

Her eyes were gentle and full of youthful energy, and she quickly got along well with the students.

"Since everyone has chosen art as an elective, you should all have some basic skills, right?"

She carefully inquired and confirmed this before officially starting the class.

"Let's have students from Class B and Class C draw portraits of each other, choosing two students with similar student ID numbers..."

Yumiko didn't follow the rules. Given her foundation, it was more practical to offer guidance in the drawing process.

Then......

The easels stood opposite him, and he turned to look at them.

"Please continue to guide me, Minister."

The white-haired witch in front of me smiled and waved her delicate white hand.

at the same time.

Rikka Takanashi also happened to be facing off against Morika Nibutani, and the two stared at each other, feeling somewhat awkward for a moment.

"Takashi, could you draw me a little more normally?"

As if she had foreseen something, Nissouya Morinatsu made the request.

"Then let's do it your way."

Rikka Takanashi said calmly.

……

"How should I draw it?"

"Should I draw the minister to be more handsome, so that he will be more smug and understand my 'intentions'?"

Looking at the drawing paper in front of him, Natsukawa Masaki thought to himself, a playful smile appearing on his face.

"No, no, no, simply praising the minister probably won't stir his emotions, right? So I should do the opposite and draw the minister to be very ugly, so as to attract his attention... But that doesn't seem quite right either."

She quickly shook her head and dismissed the idea.

The minister is still too unpredictable.

So, it was drawn normally.

When Natsukawa Masuzu stopped agonizing over it, leaned out halfway to take another look at the club president's face before continuing to draw, she just happened to see the club president stop drawing.

"It's finished."

Izumi Hasegawa put her paintbrush aside and then stretched.

"Huh? You finished drawing so quickly! Minister, you didn't draw me as a stick figure, did you?!"

Natsukawa Masuzu hurriedly left her seat, intending to take this opportunity to make an attack, but she was stunned when she saw her own 'portrait'.

"Eh?"

The person in the painting possesses unparalleled beauty, with long, pure white hair, dressed in elegant black attire, standing on the grass, letting the wind blow through her hair, her expression a half-smile, with an indescribable allure.

"It's really beautiful."

She started by making a comment.

The praise wasn't for the person, but for the painting.

"Is this the 'witch of greed' that the minister sees?"

Natsukawa Masaki asked another question.

She severed ties with the 'witch of greed' from herself, refusing to acknowledge that she could be like that.

"That's it."

Hasegawa Izumi left room for maneuver, without making any emphasis.

"Alright, alright, Minister, you've decided to draw it like this! Then I'll get serious too!"

Natsukawa Masuzu stomped her foot like a little girl in a huff, then quickly returned to her seat, picked up her paintbrush, and began to paint boldly on the paper, using her favorite style to depict him as she saw him.

"Hasegawa-san, you draw so well! It's like a manga, and it perfectly matches Natsukawa-san! Whether it's tennis, basketball, running, or drawing, you're truly an all-rounder!"

Suddenly, a cheerful female voice rang out behind him, praising him highly.

"Hmm? You are... Nakano-kun?"

He turned his head and saw the other person's familiar face, feeling somewhat puzzled.

Because their voices are somewhat different, and so is their attire.

"Yes, I'm Nakano-kun."

The other party immediately nodded in agreement.

"No, you're not that Nakano from our class."

He immediately denied it and deduced, "You must be Nakano's younger sister."

Eh?

Yotsuba Nakano froze, realizing she'd been exposed!

Did Miku tell you?

"No, I just happened to glance at the rankings earlier and found that five of Nakano students were among the bottom few."

He shook his head.