The all-powerful middle schooler

Nishiki Morika's eyes narrowed slightly, filled with deep anticipation and anxiety.

"Dansheng Valley, I remember your specialty is actually 'spellcasting', right?"

Hanase Izumi suddenly thought of something.

Although Mori Summer claims to be a righteous magician and has the alternative title of Elf Mother, this is only on the surface. In reality, she possesses other attributes; otherwise, she wouldn't have named her work "Dark Codex".

"Uh, yes, that's right."

Dansheng Valley Senxia slightly opened her mouth, pursed her lips, and then gritted her teeth to admit it.

Does this mean I'm destined to become the kind of sinister character who stabs someone in the back?

I was truly on the verge of tears.

"Then I will guide you to learn more powerful 'spells'."

Izumi Hasegawa then proceeded to introduce the topic.

"In a certain world, there exist beings called Death Gods, and Kido is a high-level spell that only Death Gods can use. The higher the level, the greater the difficulty and power of its use... Kido used for healing, assisting in attacks, or restraining opponents is called Hado... Kido used for defense, capture, and tracking is called Binding... Kido used for healing is called Healing..."

This is exactly what I want to learn!

Dansheng Tani shouted in his heart.

Such abilities are comprehensive and complete, and most importantly, they include lyrics, making them incredibly fashionable and hard not to be tempted!

After that, Izumi Hasegawa drew all the necessary visualization diagrams. As long as the girls did as he said, they would definitely be able to possess the essence needed for these powers when they awakened.

In the midst of this peaceful and idyllic time, the chuunibyou girls of the Far East Magic Club gradually embark on a transformation toward the extraordinary!

Five spiritual power, isn't that amazing?

"Clap."

Rikka Takanashi closed the door, quickly went into her bedroom, and took out the visualization diagram drawn by the sage.

The Sharingan in the picture consists of three tomoe, resembling the sharp shape of a blade. The scarlet background gives it an ominous and mysterious feel, while the black tomoe seem capable of devouring all light.

She stared intently, mesmerized and entranced, as if bewitched, until the girl's eyes grew dry and she couldn't help but blink, finally breaking free from this strange state.

"What's going on? It felt like... a long time had passed just now."

She murmured to herself, looked up at the wall clock, and roughly estimated that she was at least five minutes later than usual when she would get home, but she couldn't give an exact estimate.

This is clearly because this visualization possesses magical power.

Although she didn't know what this ability was, she understood that this must be the means by which the sage was confident in helping them awaken.

"Check it once a day is enough."

Remembering the sage's guidance, Rikka Takanashi thought for a moment and then placed the visualization diagram on her desk.

Then, the girl drew back the curtains, sat upright on the floor, slowly closed her eyes, and breathed in a mysterious rhythm, her flat chest rising and falling slightly.

In the void, tiny spiritual energy, too small to be seen with the naked eye, was being slowly inhaled into her mouth and then merged into the seed of spiritual power.

Now, she has no other thoughts and is focused solely on her cultivation.

Whether it was her or the other girls from the Far East Magic Club, they all did the same after returning home.

Finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, those who chase the light naturally want to get even closer.

Night quietly descended.

"I am back."

The mature older sister returned home as usual.

"Where did they go?"

Shihua glanced across the sofa but didn't see her younger sister.

"Why aren't you back yet, it's so late?"

With this question in mind, she walked to the door of her sister's bedroom.

Through the half-open door, she saw this scene.

The bright moonlight slanted down from the window, bathing the once carefree girl in it, giving her an almost sacred quality.

"What's this guy up to now? Why is he suddenly learning to meditate?"

Shihua was puzzled.

"Forget it, let her be."

It wasn't a bad thing, so Shihua quickly accepted it, looked away, and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

On the table.

"I'm gonna start now."

Rikka Kotori clasped her hands together and then picked up her chopsticks.

Something's wrong! Something is very wrong!

What's wrong with this guy? Why is he like this? Did he suffer some new trauma?

Shihua didn't make a move, her expression serious, which seemed very strange.

Since a while ago, Rikka hasn't been as easily startled as before when she's at home, and in the last two days, she hasn't even said those inexplicable things.

It wasn't that I was angry with her or didn't want to spend too much time with her; rather, it seemed like I had something important to do.

This left her completely clueless.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

When Rikka finished eating and was about to go back to her room, she couldn't help but say something.

Rikka Takanashi stopped and looked back. A smile appeared on her expressionless face as she said, "Don't worry about me, Toka."

"Eh?"

Shihua was completely stunned.

This child can actually communicate normally now?

Rikka Takanashi didn't think too much about it and continued her training after entering the room.

The young girl nowadays is not chasing after something illusory, but has seen real hope. Coupled with that Hongmen Banquet, her mindset is now quite different.

……

"Young Miss, would you like to take a shower first?"

"No need, I have important things to do. Don't knock on the door, even if Mom and Dad come back."

Back home, Sanae Tokomori gave the old housekeeper a few instructions before running into her bedroom.

When she saw the Rumble-Rumble Fruit in the visualization diagram, this scene suddenly appeared in her mind.

Beneath the endless dark clouds, amidst the torrent of thunder, a figure resembling a thunder god looked down and whispered "Ten Thousand Thunders." Then, the surging electrons fell to the ground, forming countless bolts of lightning, and pillars of light stood tall in the world.

This immersive experience deeply moved the young girl.

a long time.

"Could this be a scene from another world that the Sage once witnessed? It looks so real, like a death."

She first made a guess, then asked herself, "Will I be able to become as strong as that someday?"

The girl was captivated by the terrifying power of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, and her longing for it only intensified.

But that kind of thing is still too far away for her. Let alone how long it would take to reach that level after awakening, she hasn't even achieved awakening yet!

……

"Mori Natsumi, how was today's club activity? Did you get to know Hasegawa-san better?"

Nishimura Tanya's mother is a full-time housewife and is basically always at home, so when she comes home, she gets the gossip.

Because of her chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) phase, she mentioned the Seekers of the Way quite a bit, and she had also told her mother about joining the club before, which led to this situation.

"Mom, stop being so love-struck. I have things to do, so don't bother me."

Under her mother's meaningful gaze, Nishikawa Morika hid in the bedroom.

She leaned against the door, her face slightly flushed.

I do have this feeling, of course I do, it must have been there from the moment I chose to follow that person.

"However, these things should be left to fate."

She quickly cheered up.

Romantic relationships aren't the focus right now, and what that person needs more is someone to walk with him through life.

Nishikawa Morika shook the jumbled thoughts out of her head and took out her visualization diagram.

The visualization depicted several characters she didn't recognize. After gazing at it, various images appeared in her mind, showing these characters using demonic arts.

What impressed her most was a certain character's chanting of the Black Coffin of the Hadokuju, which looked incredibly cool and awesome.

However, why does the person who was locked up seem so indifferent?

"Damn it, I suddenly really want to know what happens next...!"

She stomped her foot in dissatisfaction.

"Oh, right, since the seeker recorded such a scene, it means he must know about it, right? I'll ask him about it later."

She calmed down after remembering this incident and entered a meditative state.

at the same time.

Although Natsukawa Masuzu did not request an improvement in her abilities, she did receive a similar visualization diagram.

"Isn't this Star Platinum?"

She recognized the character instantly when she saw the drawing.

Then many images she had seen before came to mind, but they were more realistic than anime, making her feel as if she were actually there.

"Could it be that the world of JoJo actually exists!?"

This made her wonder.

Another day has passed, inside the club activity room.

"Of course."

Holding her phone and observing the world's changes, Izumi Hasegawa answered the girls' questions.

"This is the world I have seen with my own eyes; it cannot be fake."

His answer convinced the girls.

"Minister, are you sure you didn't just imagine it because you've read the JoJo manga?"

A hint of doubt lingered in Natsukawa Masaki's eyes, leaning towards this being the truth.

In her view, having ability does not mean one will not speak nonsense.

"Hmm, don't worry about this kind of thing, it's not important anyway."

He was too lazy to take it seriously, since he didn't have any means to prove it.

We can't possibly let everyone travel through time and space to these worlds, can we?

He hasn't reached that level yet.

"I see."

Natsukawa Masami didn't hesitate.

"Minister, do you think there are any areas where we need to improve?"

She quickly changed the subject.

Gathering spiritual energy is not an easy task. The girls need to immerse themselves in a meditative state, but so far they can only maintain it for one or two hours before it becomes very mentally taxing.

Therefore, they all scheduled their meditation sessions for the evening, so they could use sleep to recover their energy.

However, the girls were not so naive as to think they could become strong without any obstacles, so they continued to learn from the experience of the minister, who was a pioneer.