The all-powerful middle schooler

Natsukawa Masaki's tone was sarcastic, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a somewhat ferocious manner.

Surprisingly, no one present was surprised by her reaction.

"Xia Chuan, I know that you have a distorted understanding of love because you lacked a father's love since childhood. But this world is not subject to your will. Love will never disappear, whether it is you or me or this world. Love is more important than any other emotion."

A-Ten-Bō-Meng's smile never faded, and when she spoke, her squinted eyes gave people a feeling that she could see through everything.

"Ha, such vague statements are meaningless to me. You should focus on the challenge between you and the minister."

Natsukawa Masaki spread his hands, seemingly unconcerned.

Her father treated her as a tool, and her mother had disappeared long ago... These things were no secret; they could be easily investigated if one wanted to. After the minister's divination that day, she had already prepared herself mentally.

From other people's perspectives, her behavior seemed to carry a hint of 'guilt' as if she had been seen through.

"Sage, how should we deal with this?"

"Such accurate divination skills? It seems to rival even the Sage's!"

This made Rikka Takanashi and Sanae Dekomori both feel uneasy.

"Love can be divided into great love and small love. It can be love for the community, love for the country, love for the earth... or love for the people and things you like. It can be expressed as simple 'liking' or passionate 'love'."

After a brief explanation, A-Tianfang Meng clapped her hands and then asked in a slightly friendly manner.

"Well then, Hasegawa-san, let's each explain what the other loves! Whoever can divine more clearly and in more detail will be the winner... The judgment is entirely based on self-awareness, is that alright?"

"can."

As he answered, he pulled out a chair and sat down, facing his senior.

“Very well, Hasegawa-san, now…”

The shrine maiden's lips curled into a smile, and in the firelight, they even shone with a glistening luster.

"Let me, your senior, teach you... what love is!"

"what?"

84 Hasegawa, you are the one who can teach me to love!

This sentence sounds familiar.

This isn't a scene from "The Tale of Su Nuo," senior.

Speaking like that can be very irritating.

Izumi Hasegawa was inwardly turbulent, but outwardly she tried her best to remain calm.

"Hasegawa-san, is there anything strange about what I said?"

A-Ten-Bō-Meng noticed the hint of surprise he had just shown and pressed him for an answer.

"It's nothing, I just found what you said... really interesting."

His seemingly cold, icy blue eyes shone brightly in the dim candlelight.

"Well then, let me hear your understanding of 'love' next."

A-Tianfang's lips curved into an extreme arc, then quickly returned to normal. She reached out and stroked the crystal ball in front of her, which was gradually becoming brighter and more luminous. Her eyes were fixed on it, reflecting the colors of the stars. At this moment, she felt as if she had received a divine revelation and was in communion with the spirits and gods in the underworld.

I have to say, that's quite intimidating.

"Wow!"

Rikka Takanashi and Sanae Dekomori were both stunned and exclaimed in surprise.

Nishikawa Morikawa and Natsukawa Masaki thought to themselves with disdain: "Pretentious mystery."

The Far East Magic Society was also divided into two distinct groups.

The next second, Atenbo looked up, staring directly into his eyes, and said confidently, "Hasegawa-kun, you probably don't have love in your heart, right? Or rather, you haven't realized the love in your heart because you are too powerful, so much so that no one can compare to you, which makes you feel very empty and lonely, and feel out of place in this world..."

"So you orchestrated the Shuchiin Challenge, using this 'Road to Become King' to prove your existence and leave your own mark. So from beginning to end, you seem close to others, but you are actually very distant, because no one is worthy of your 'love'. Therefore, you only ever love yourself, and nothing else."

What she said seemed to make a lot of sense, but... is this really divination?

Natsukawa Masaki was slightly surprised.

Regardless, these words had a huge impact on the girls of the Far East Magic Society.

“The seeker of the Way is indeed an unfathomable and unapproachable person.”

"Hmm... Based on my previous secret observations, the minister shouldn't be interested in romance. My original plan was to pretend to be the minister's girlfriend and use his weakness to blackmail him into submission."

"The Sage is indeed a solitary king, Death."

"The sage seems to be fighting alone all along; he is indeed different from us."

Their initial thoughts seemed to confirm the other person's 'divination', but they quickly changed their minds.

Because that's just an appearance!

Only through heart-to-heart communication can we see the truth beneath the soul.

This time, however, the girls all shared the same conclusion: they realized that this so-called 'divination' was completely fake.

"Senior, is this all you wanted to say? No further explanation?"

Hasegawa Izumi remained completely unmoved, and even seemed to want to laugh.

Because the result of the divination was really outrageous, and the imagined 'him' was really out of touch with reality.

This is normal, though; in this era, those who are skilled in divination are more likely to fall into misconceptions.

'Did I say something wrong?'

A-Ten-Bō-Meng saw his subtle expression and her heart skipped a beat, causing her to panic for the first time.

The discipline of divination is like a mathematical formula; it has its own unique set of equations, but the difficulty is only increasing. Choosing the most suitable one from infinite possibilities requires extraordinary wisdom to achieve success.

She had been studying this since childhood and believed that she was now able to accurately predict the truth hidden beneath the surface.

For example, when it comes to predicting love fortune, even without information such as blood type, birthday, or family background, she can give a fairly accurate answer simply by observing the other person's expression, posture, distance, and voice.

That's why she has the title of 'fortune-telling witch'.

The more detailed the data used in divination, the higher the accuracy. But this time, her divination made a huge error that went completely in the opposite direction under these circumstances... How could this be!

Was Hasegawa's composure just a facade?

But as a proud and aloof person, Hasegawa shouldn't be the kind of person who would do such a thing.

What should I do? What should I do... Where did I go wrong?

"It seems that's all you have to say, senior. Before I explain my understanding, let me correct your mistake."

Seeing that she was silent, Izumi Hasegawa continued talking to herself.

"According to my senior, I am actually someone who doesn't understand 'love,' and there is nothing in this world that I care about. But that is obviously wrong. First of all, my purpose in taking on the challenge may have been partly for self-satisfaction, but the specific reason was simply to fulfill my promise to Rikka and to make a name for the Far East Magic Society."

"Secondly, according to my senior's classification of love, I have my beloved parents, my dear sister, my lovely childhood sweetheart, and friends who share the same passions... Therefore, I am not someone who only loves myself and is lacking in love."

Just as the two were discussing philosophy.

"What love?! What are these two talking about? It's so abstract... Do you even understand? Dansheng Valley."

Looking impatient, Natsukawa Masaki rubbed his temples before glancing sideways and speaking.

"Don't ask me! I don't know about these things either."

Dansheng Valley Mori Natsumi's forehead inexplicably beaded with sweat, and she looked somewhat inexplicably nervous.

"Of course, someone at your level can't understand death! But if it were Mori Summer, she definitely could understand it, just like she once said..."

Sanae Dekomori looked down on the two of them, then took out the "Dark Codex" again and began to mutter to herself.

"Chapter One, Section Three..."

"The very structure of the world is the law of love."

"In these four hundred years, I have witnessed the flow of human nature, war, hatred, strife... Why does humanity never seem to learn from its mistakes?"

"There's a third chapter, the first section... What this world needs is love!"

Just as she continued turning the page, she suddenly heard a whisper that sounded like the Grim Reaper, and goosebumps instantly rose all over her body.

"Shut up!"

At the same time, one hand wrapped around her waist, the other covered her mouth, and a pulling force came from behind, dragging her body backward.

"Woooooooo..."

Master, save me from death!

The girl struggled desperately, reaching out to ask for help, only to find that her master was staring straight ahead, completely oblivious to her presence. Tears streamed down her face involuntarily.

"hehe."

Beside him, Natsukawa Masaki watched with a smile as Nissouya dragged Dekomori out of the room, without taking any further action.

"Speaking of which, we really don't get along well. Dansheng Valley, how could you write such shameful words? No wonder I instinctively felt uncomfortable around you before."

She chuckled softly and looked back.

The situation here is also quite exciting.

Hasegawa Izumi had already stood up, while Atenbo Yume held her staff in a defensive stance, signifying that the roles of offense and defense had been reversed.

"...The above are all your misunderstandings about me. Do you think this is against your conscience?"

"No, no."

A-Ten-Bō-Meng kept a close eye on his facial expressions and his eyes, and with her own abilities, she arrived at an obvious answer.

Indeed, she was wrong, and terribly wrong!

"Then it's my turn to talk about you, senior."

Hasegawa Izumi grinned, a hint of sarcasm in his expression.

"In my opinion, the one who doesn't understand 'love' is actually you, senior!"

Eh?

A-Tian-Fang Meng was shocked to hear this.

"If I'm not mistaken, you've had three relationships already, right? But each one was very short-lived, and you didn't experience anything, whether it was holding hands, kissing, or anything else. You don't even know why you broke up, so you don't understand love at all! At least you don't understand dating!"

No, that's not it!

It's just that we don't have common topics and can't understand each other; it doesn't mean there's no 'love' between us.

A-Ten-Bō-Meng looked flustered and huddled in the chair, hugging her knees with both hands, appearing weak and helpless.

"You still like to harass couples, which is a clear sign of unrequited love! It's so ugly, this jealousy is just disgusting."

The increasingly harsh tone and cold gaze were relentlessly torturing her heart.

until.

"Woooooooo..."

A-Tian-Fang Meng covered her face and cried.

"Minister, what's wrong!"

Why did you suddenly start crying?

Suddenly, the curtains on both sides were lifted, and a group of members of the Supernatural Research Department dressed as witches and sorcerers rushed to her side to comfort her.

"Hasegawa, what have you done to our minister!"

Some people even questioned him.

"All of you, step back! This has nothing to do with Hasegawa-kun; I'm just too weak..."

"I simply don't understand what love is!"

"Someone like me thinking I can teach Hasegawa-kun is just too presumptuous!"

A-Tian-Fang Meng-Jin's next words surprised everyone.

"Senior, are you admitting defeat? I haven't finished speaking yet..."

Hasegawa Izumi asked calmly.