Chapter 106

"From my perspective, you all have quite a few areas to improve, but... considering your current state, it's understandable."

Under Hasegawa Izumi's scrutinizing gaze, the girls guiltily avoided eye contact.

"Of course, because we are truly normal people!"

They were secretly complaining.

"If we're really talking about weaknesses, I feel you still have a lot of room for improvement in close combat."

With a gentle touch to her chin, Hasegawa Izumi pondered and came to an answer.

"That's because I don't usually need to get close; I'm used to using spells."

"Normally, I only need to use the Wicked Eye of the Tyrant King to decide the outcome of a battle."

"Compared to the Lord Sage Dekumori, my fighting ability is indeed inferior to Death's, but I haven't encountered any opponents in the parallel universe either. I guess that's just the difference between dimensions."

"Yeah, because I usually don't need to lift a finger; my stand-in can handle it for me."

The four goddesses each had a distinct appearance, but each found a reason to explain their situation.

"In that case, strengthening your close-combat abilities is also an urgent matter."

He said, deeply agreeing.

In his memory, there are very few victories or defeats determined solely by ability; close combat, even if it doesn't have a decisive effect, usually plays a crucial role.

For example, when the so-called "King of Curses," Ryomen Sukuna, fights another so-called "strongest sorcerer of the modern era," he'll throw punches; Luffy, the Sun God with the most shameless abilities, will throw punches; and Kakarot, the master of ki-powered martial arts, will throw punches...

There was also the King of the Quincy, who was considered omniscient and omnipotent, but was killed by Kurosaki Ichigo sword strike at close range.

Through these cases, he summarized the lessons learned: close combat ability is indeed indispensable, and relying solely on overpowered abilities is not enough.

"So, Sage, do we still have to train in martial arts with you?"

Takanashi Rikka was reminded of the scene from the previous kendo challenge.

"No, it's just learning basic close combat skills and coping methods. It's still different from being a true martial artist. Dual cultivation of magic and martial arts is too difficult for you. Unless you're a martial arts prodigy who's one in a million, it's impossible to manage both at the same time."

Hasegawa Izumi immediately shook her head.

"My Lord Sage, perhaps I am the one-in-a-million martial arts prodigy, Death."

Dekomori Sanae raised her hand as if she were self-promoting.

"Alright, let me give it a try..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared from sight.

Thump.

He approached the girl from behind and delivered a karate chop, causing her to immediately faint.

"It seems you are not."

He looked at the girl who had collapsed into his arms, shook his head, and offered his assessment.

The other three. "..."

What kind of testing method is this?

"My chop to the neck was a test of Dekumori's physique. If she were truly a martial arts prodigy, she would either have reacted quickly enough or been able to withstand the attack... Obviously, she didn't."

Noticing their suspicious looks, Hasegawa Izumi shrugged and offered an explanation.

A few minutes later, the Far East Magic Society arrived at the shoe cabinet downstairs.

"I... I just fell asleep?"

Dekomori Sanae groggily opened her eyes, a faint fragrance wafting to her nose.

"Awake? If you're awake, you can go now."

Upon hearing the sound, Nibuya Mori casually put the girl off his back.

"How can you repair it Dekumori isn't some kind of death..."

After learning what happened after Rikka fainted from her, Dekomori Sanae muttered something.

After changing their shoes, they walked out of the teaching building.

The sun was blazing, and the air seemed to be filled with waves of heat; the air was thick with the scent of summer.

"It's so hot."

Natsukawa Masuzu covered her forehead with one hand, her expression one of unbearable pain.

The same applies to others.

They hadn't felt it indoors with air conditioning, but now they were thoroughly enjoying it.

The sweltering heat was very uncomfortable for the pampered young girls.

"Club President, can't you feel the heat?"

She noticed that Hasegawa's expression remained completely unchanged.

"When you possess spiritual power, you will be immune to heat and cold. At your pace, mastering your first spiritual power shouldn't take more than a few days... Spiritual power, isn't it amazing?"

Hasegawa Izumi turned around and smiled slightly.

"Spiritual power, so amazing...!"

Natsukawa Masuzu amazed.

The girls' eyes instantly turned fervent.

Just imagine, not having to worry about sweating and getting their clothes wet in the summer—that's something that's already very appealing to them.

Instead of going to the sports field, they went to a secluded little garden.

"In the future, when you possess spiritual power, your physical abilities will not be too weak with the added enhancements, so you won't need to specifically train your physical bodies to avoid being distracted..."

"The best way to hone close-combat skills is through actual combat, to memorize them through physical experience..."

Hasegawa Izumi stepped aside, slowly turned around, flicked her fingers, and said with great interest.

"Then, let me become your practice subject!"

Girls: Huh? We'll fight you!?

6 can't win at all? I don't understand!

They knew perfectly well how strong their Club President was; his performance in the previous matches alone was quite terrifying.

They even mentally assessed that they might find it very troublesome when they awaken in the future.

"Club President, if you want to abuse us, just say so. Don't be so coy. Just stick your ass out and I'll spank you."

Natsukawa Masuzu suspected that he wanted to take the opportunity to retaliate against the little tricks he usually played, so he puffed out his cheeks and pretended to be dissatisfied.

This guy is really shameless!

Her words made the other girls blush instantly.

"Okay, I'll spank you."

Hasegawa Izumi smiled, her eyes narrowed.

He clearly saw through the girl's little thoughts.

And you think you can flirt with him?

"Well, let's forget about it then, Club President. I was just kidding."

The seemingly alluring Greedy Witch immediately chose to back down.

He straightened his expression and continued, "Of course I won't fight you seriously. I'll only use strength and speed similar to yours, with slightly better skills, and then gradually increase them. This way, I can maximize your ability to respond."

The girls were deeply moved by this treatment.

This must have been quite a lot of work and effort for the Club President, right?

"Waaah, I will definitely not let the Lord Sage Dekumori!"

Dekomori Sanae even covered her face and wept.

"We will try our best!"

After exchanging glances with the others, Takanashi Rikka spoke solemnly at the same time.

Seeing that they were all able to make up their minds, Hasegawa Izumi nodded with satisfaction.

He wasn't stubborn and knew how to learn from those stronger than himself, so it seems the foundation of the organization he built was quite good.

As for how far they can go in the future, that depends on their own destiny.

A gentle breeze blows, and the leaves rustle softly.

Sunlight filters through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows that create beautiful patterns on the ground.

The boy and girl stood facing each other, one with a solemn expression, the other with a calm and composed demeanor.

"Not coming? Then I'll go first."

Hasegawa Izumi looked at the petite girl in front of her and said.

"No! I'll go first."

Takanashi Rikka took a deep breath and clenched her fists.

The opponent before her was someone she had never imagined; this was not a game with the Holy Chef, but a formal battle.

She needs to be mentally prepared for this.

The girl beside him was also holding her breath, her eyes glued to the screen.

It wasn't that they were particularly nervous, but rather that they were going to be on stage later and needed to learn as much as possible to avoid making a fool of themselves.

"I am coming!"

The girl in the arena moved, rushing forward at top speed, and then unleashing what she considered her most powerful punch.

"Too inexperienced."

Hasegawa Izumi only took a slight step back to dodge the attack, then extended her right arm toward the girl's neck, and placed her right leg behind the girl to assist in the force.

"Thud."

Takanashi Rikka plopped down on the ground, her eyes blank and bewildered.

Is it over?

Although she was indeed very bad, it was still somewhat unexpected that she was taken down in one move under the same circumstances.

"Your movements were too exaggerated and your intentions too obvious. Remember to correct this flaw next time. Go and think about it for a bit."

Hasegawa Izumi pulled her up from the ground, then waved for them to leave, turning her gaze to the others.

"Next, Dekumori."

"It's... it's my death day."

Dekomori Sanae wiped the sweat from her forehead, unsure whether it was from the heat or from fear.

Compared to Rikka, she used a different attack method.

"Attack as quickly as possible! Otherwise, it will be easily dodged."

The girl twirled her long ponytail, which was tied with sandbags, making a whooshing sound in the air.

"A very unique weapon, like a meteor hammer, but can you handle it?"

Hasegawa Izumi's eyes had a very imposing look.

"How will you know if you don't try? Death!"

Dekomori Sanae remains inactive, waiting for the right opportunity.

"Pay attention."

Hasegawa Izumi's eyes sharpened, and she took the initiative to rush over. Her speed wasn't particularly fast, but the girl was able to react.

This is it.

Dekomori Sanae seized the opportunity and, using the potential energy of the rotation, threw the 'meteor hammer'.