Chapter 119
The Silver-haired Beautiful Girl put on a hurt expression, but still received his ruthless rejection.
"Stop acting crazy here."
"I don't want to, I don't want to! Don't separate me from the Club President...!"
Nibuya Morika couldn't stand it, so she reached out, grabbed her shoulder, and dragged her away.
"Sage, sage."
"Lord Sage, goodbye death!"
Takanashi Rikka and Dekomori Sanae waved goodbye one by one.
Goodbye, everyone.
He waved back.
After walking a short distance, the girls' expressions suddenly became serious again.
"Regarding what the Club President just said, I think we should all share the same thought, right?"
Natsukawa Masuzu's ice-blue eyes shone brightly under the moonlight.
"Relying solely on our own cultivation is indeed too slow. It would be wonderful if there were a way to improve."
Nibuya Morika nodded.
Spiritual power is the foundation of cultivation. The stronger the spiritual power, the stronger the abilities that can be displayed after awakening.
Therefore, it's impossible for them to give up on this.
Since they themselves could not take on the role of Spirit Chef, they had no choice but to select someone else to fill it.
"This task can only be entrusted to the Holy Chef, Death."
As she spoke, Dekomori Sanae glanced to the side and asked, "Master, do you have a way to persuade the Holy Chef to stand on our side?"
"This isn't a matter of persuasion, is it? Jukka is definitely on our side. Don't bring your previous assumptions into this!"
Nibuya Morika made a harsh complaint.
"In that case, please ask the Club President to help the Holy Chef become a true Holy Chef."
Natsukawa Masuzu's eyes flashed.
Takanashi Rikka hadn't spoken until now, gritted her teeth and denied it.
"No!"
"We can't trouble the Sage any further! This is our business!"
Daughters should strive to be strong!
"Rikka, you're right. We can't trouble the Seeker of Truth with everything."
Nibuya Morika smiled with satisfaction, agreeing wholeheartedly.
"But this is the most time-saving and labor-saving method. Are you sure you want to take the long way around? It would probably take us forever to do that on our own."
Natsukawa Masuzu's sharp eyes swept across the room.
"This is Master's decision, and I, Dekumori, also agree with death!"
Dekomori Sanae also expressed her support.
"Don't make it sound so self-righteous! We're merely hoping for the favor of Seeker of Truth, though it might not mean much to him..."
Turning her head to look, Nibuya Morika emphasized in her tone.
"You worthless wretch! Just wait and see what happens!"
Natsukawa Masuzu chuckled and quickened his pace to leave.
"Hmph, as if you're the only ones who remember the favors you received! Consider those favors as loans; you can repay the Club President later. As for those who can't repay, then they'll pay with their bodies..."
The girl kept muttering to herself, her figure gradually disappearing from everyone's sight.
The remaining three soon parted ways in front of the station.
When Takanashi Rikka returned home, she found that her older sister hadn't come back yet, so she turned on the TV and watched some anime for a while.
Since their spiritual energy is cultivated at a constant rate 24 hours a day, they don't need to pay too much attention to it. What they need now is more ideas on how to use their spiritual energy.
Since even Sage can draw inspiration from anime, she can also learn in this way.
After a while.
A stylish and aloof older woman, wearing a black t-shirt and jeans, walked in through the door.
"I'll go prepare dinner."
When Jukka saw her Little Sister on the sofa, she didn't say a word.
"No need to prepare, our Far East Magic Society is having a get-together today..."
What did you eat?
"Hot pot, so delicious..."
A look of reminiscence appeared on Takanashi Rikka's face.
"Real?"
Jukka was taken aback.
"Is it even tastier than what I make?"
She couldn't help but feel a bit competitive.
"Well..."
"I understand, no need to say anything more."
Seeing her Little Sister's conflicted expression, Jukka instantly understood.
She has excellent grades, strong athletic ability, and even her cooking skills are...
That guy is way too versatile!
She couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
"Speaking of which, Rikka and Hasegawa's relationship has become quite close, hasn't it? If it were him..."
After thinking for a while in her room, Jukka came to the living room.
"Rikka, you should have Hasegawa's LINE account, right?"
Yes, what's wrong?
"Could you please give this to me? I need to ask him for a favor."
"What is it?"
Takanashi Rikka had a vague premonition.
"The matter of returning to my hometown."
Jukka said it directly.
"Yes... oh, it's time to go back."
The girl's expression changed drastically.
The Hasegawa family.
"Kōko, isn't it time to go to bed? If you stay up any longer, I'm going to spank you!"
Suddenly, Hasegawa Izumi stepped between her Little Sister and the television, making a threatening gesture with a slightly frightened expression.
"I... I understand... please don't spank me!"
Kōko immediately stood up in fear, put her hands behind her back, and ran into the bedroom.
"You're lucky you ran fast!"
Hasegawa Izumi smiled jokingly, turned around and pressed the power button on the remote control.
He had just returned to his bedroom and was about to go to bed when he suddenly received a friend request.
The profile picture and ID were ordinary; he didn't recognize them.
However, the note says --
"The Holy Chef?"
He gave a soft "hmm," accepted the friend request, and used that name as his contact name.
Holy Chef: Is this Hasegawa? I'm Rikka's older sister. We met once before; I only found out your ID by asking Rikka.
Me: I do have some recollection of what the Holy Chef said.
Me: So, is there something important you need from me? Is it about the Bureau of Unseen Boundaries?
Holy Chef: That kind of thing doesn't matter anymore, as long as you're happy... I wanted to ask you for a favor.
Me: Please go ahead.
Next, Rikka's older sister told him a story.
Three years ago, their father died in an accident, and their mother left not long after. This had a heavy blow to Rikka, and she has become what she is now about two years ago.
"So, two years ago, Rikka awakened her own will? Invisible Boundary actually refers to the 'underworld'? No wonder Rikka asked that question before..."
At that moment, Hasegawa Izumi began to connect some clues in her mind.
At the very end of the conversation, Jukka wanted to ask him to... allow Rikka to pay respects to their father once.
This kind of thing is perfectly normal.
However, this involved Rikka's own thoughts, so he did not make any guarantees, but said that he would do his best.
Three days later.
The same day's gathering.
"I'm going to the countryside for a while the day after tomorrow. Can anyone come with us?"
Before he could even bring it up, Takanashi Rikka took the initiative to extend an invitation.
Why go to the countryside? To enjoy the rural scenery?
"It's a bit too hot during summer vacation; the countryside is definitely a good place to escape the heat..."
"Master's hometown? Ah, I really want to go see Death!"
Dekomori Sanae was very interested and turned to look at him, saying, "Lord Sage, let's go on vacation... ah, no, let's go to the countryside to train!"
This reason is quite valid.
"Going to the countryside would indeed offer a better environment, and you could be more uninhibited... It's definitely a good place to organize activities."
Without much hesitation, Hasegawa Izumi nodded in agreement.
He himself didn't care about this, but at this moment he suddenly remembered the Holy Chef's request, so he went along with it.
Another day has passed, the sun shines brightly, scorching the earth.
Are you really going to go out wearing this outfit?
At the entrance, Hasegawa Izumi glanced back; her Little Sister was still wearing that Gothic Lolita outfit and white stockings.
"Kukuku, as a True Ancestor, I have long since transcended the heat!"
Kōko, clutching her Demon Rabbit doll, sat down on the doorstep and then put on her little brown leather shoes for going out.
However, the moment she stepped out the door, she immediately pulled her leg back.
"Where is this overriding?"
Hasegawa Izumi, pulling her suitcase, looked back.
"Damn sun! One day, we, the Night Blood Clan, will shroud this world in darkness! Just you wait and see!"
Kōko ran back, changed into a childish short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and prepared a parasol before coming out again.
"With the protection of the Blood Relic, even the most intense sun is powerless."