The all-powerful middle schooler

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The girls punched each other.

Fall down, get up.

This situation kept repeating itself.

"No, I can't give up..."

"I can still fight!"

What started as an exciting scene suddenly turned into a long, tedious exercise of endless sit-ups.

"How come these two guys have become so resilient? They can even get back up?"

Dansheng Valley Mori Natsumi made a comment.

"That's perseverance! Both of them have an absolute belief that they cannot lose! Morisummer, your judgment is still a bit lacking!"

Rikka Takanashi was quite taken with this, her right fist clenched and her eyes burning with passion.

"hehe."

Hasegawa Izumi smiled without saying a word.

The reason for this comical scene is that the two are quite similar, but because they cannot fight to the death in their sparring, they are able to keep getting up.

"It's time to stop them. If they keep fighting, they'll get seriously injured even if they don't kill them."

Dansheng Valley Senxia pursed her lips, glanced back, and then said.

"Go."

Izumi Hasegawa nodded.

"Stop! Stop fighting!"

Rikka Takanashi and Morika Nibutani acted simultaneously, stopping the other two girls who were already panting heavily.

"The results... haven't been determined yet!"

"Master, step aside! Today we must settle this once and for all!"

The silver-haired witch and the thunder hammer wielder were fighting like mad dogs, each with only the other in their eyes.

Establishing the title of 'weakest' is quite important for both of them.

"That was his order."

"Hoo... Hah..."

Upon hearing this, the girls immediately fell silent, and after a moment of relief, they collapsed to the ground.

"Dansheng Valley, you're in charge of their injuries."

Hasegawa Izumi approached and noticed the various injuries on the two men, both inside and out. He then turned and gave instructions.

"give it to me."

Upon hearing her surname, Nissougu Senxia responded, then suddenly remembered something, a look of annoyance flashing in her eyes.

If only we could have...

No, I need to find an opportunity to change how I address you!

"Both of you, come sit here. I'm going to use healing magic to treat you."

She waved.

The so-called healing magic is not magic in the traditional sense, but rather a "path of return" from the world of death. However, in this unknown world, if she says it is, then it is.

"Really? This is my first time receiving treatment. I hope you're not a quack."

"You can't possibly not heal this little injury, can you? Death? If it were Morisummer himself, he could definitely do it easily."

Although Natsukawa Masuri and Dekomori Sanae usually didn't get along with Nibuya and verbally refused to submit, their actions betrayed their words, and they all gathered around.

"shut up!"

Dansheng Valley Senxia's voice deepened. She closed her eyes, opened her arms, and her spiritual power transformed into green healing particles, slowly pouring into the bodies of the two girls in front of her.

Under Rikka Takanashi's watchful gaze, the wounds and bruises on the two girls quickly disappeared.

It's a very strange feeling.

Even the girls with extraordinary powers felt a sense of novelty.

However, beads of sweat dripped from the forehead of Nibutani Morika, the one who released the enemy, as if she had just gone through a great battle.

"Phew, I didn't expect it to be this tiring. It feels like the exertion is disproportionate to the effort."

She wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"That's because your mastery of the Dao is not profound enough, so you naturally have to pay a higher price."

Hanesagawa Izumi analyzed.

Everyone has their own area of expertise. Dansheng Valley is not a professional healer, so it's impossible for someone to master all spells casually.

"It seems we'll need a therapist, or even a treatment team, in the future."

Rikka, a takanashi, pondered from the side.

The other girls nodded in agreement.

Normal healing, even with their awakened bodies, would take some time and wouldn't produce the immediate results of 'healing magic'.

After that, the girls sparred with each other for a while. There was no winner or loser; they simply exchanged blows to improve their combat experience.

"Brother, I..."

All of this broadened Kobato's horizons, and she longed to awaken immediately like the others and become a true progenitor of vampires.

"If you're envious, then work hard for it."

Ignoring her sister's pleading gaze, Izumi Hasegawa patted her head instead.

After the weekend, the Far East Magic Club, now fully awakened, returned to campus life.

Unbeknownst to anyone, all members of this organization had awakened and mastered extraordinary powers.

If this were the real world, everyone would be a guest of honor in the homes of various powerful families.

After school on Monday.

When everyone in the club had arrived, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Hanesegawa Izumi responded.

"Excuse me... I've heard that the Far East Magic Knot can resolve 'supernatural events,' and I... I need help! I've encountered a terrifying ghost!"

A brown-haired girl dressed like a hottie pushed open the door and entered, her hands on her chest, looking like a trembling coward with lingering fear in her eyes.

"We have work coming in!"

Everyone realized this and turned their attention to it.

"This classmate, what is your name?"

Seeing that she was a little nervous, Hanase Izumi smiled slightly.

There was a strange, comforting power in his words, which gradually dispelled the lingering fear in the hot young woman's heart.

"Um, I'm Aoyama Reiko, and you're Hasegawa-san, right?"

She tilted her head back, looking directly at him with surprise in her eyes.

"Yes."

He affirmed.

"Wow, this is the first time I've ever seen Hasegawa-san in person."

Reiko Aoyama clapped her hands, very excited.

"Could it be that some of them died?"

His tone was faint.

"Ah, no... that's not what I meant."

"Let's get down to business. What kind of help do you need?"

Seeing that the other person's emotions had returned to normal, he suddenly changed the subject.

"Ah, I'll tell you now..."

"I can't speak," said Aoyama Reiko quickly.

Her story is not complicated. In short, her father, who had been an alcoholic and abusive for many years, died a week ago due to alcoholism. However, two days ago, the mother and daughter faintly heard their father's voice in their dreams, saying that he wanted them to set up a memorial tablet for him, or he would drag them down to hell with him.

But even after her mother performed the ritual to ward off evil and made offerings to her father, his resentment did not seem to subside, and he made them donate blood again yesterday.

However, they did not do as instructed, and as a result, their mother fell down in the morning, as if as a warning.

Aoyama Reiko's statement was so sincere that they believed it to be true.

Why didn't you think of calling the police, but instead asked us for help?

Dansheng Valley Mori Natsu asked out of curiosity.

"Because... isn't that how it's always portrayed in supernatural dramas? Calling the police won't help; only by knowing a professional can you escape unscathed."

Aoyama Reiko's expression hardened, and she said in deep agreement.

"You're right, only magic can defeat magic death! You've come to the right place!"

Sanae Tokomori nodded with great satisfaction.

"Let me do it."

Natsukawa Masaki stepped forward and stood in front of the client.

"I can accept your commission, but in return, I need to receive something in return."

"I know that I'm willing to pay money if it can be resolved... but I probably can't pay too much, I'm just a student in the department."

Aoyama Reiko spoke loudly at first, but then her voice softened as she thought of her family.

"Alright, I'll go take a look first. I'll decide how much to pay myself."

The silver-haired witch sighed.

"Then please!"

Aoyama Reiko looked happy.