Eriri's Turn

Suddenly, a voice called out their names, waking them from their daze.

Only then did they remember the source of this power.

Since he's here, why be afraid?

"Takanashi-san? Natsukawa -san? Nibuya -san? And this Dekomori Sanae? Wake up!"

The girls opened their eyes and found their senior, who loved fortune-telling, calling to them.

"Looks like they've been infected. Miku, let's go find Hasegawa-kun!"

Atenbo Yume at a loss and could only turn to his junior and say.

"No."

I've recovered Takanashi Rikka said calmly.

"It's just a minor issue, Death. You didn't actually think we'd be taken down by its 'deathrattle,' did you? Don't underestimate us; we're the Far East Magic Society!"

A hint of disdain flashed in Sanae Tokomori's eyes.

"By the way, where did this guy come from? Do you guys know?"

Nibuya Morika turned to ask.

"There."

Takanashi Rikka pointed in a direction.

"It's a haunted house!"

Atenbo Yume was instantly struck dumb, and then she realized the reason.

"This might be my problem, I didn't expect..."

She said, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Alright, the matter is resolved. You can handle the rest of the trouble."

Natsukawa Masuzu had no intention of lingering, waved his hand, and walked towards the stairwell.

"Senior, it's up to you now."

The other three women didn't pursue the matter further and turned to leave.

"This is going to be a headache."

Standing still, Atenbo Yume tapped her head.

How do we keep this a secret from now on?

Although not many people remained at the school, it wasn't easy to fool more than ten people who suddenly fell into a coma.

Downstairs.

The girls approached the shoe cabinet, then noticed something, their gazes simultaneously falling on one spot.

The light reflected from the setting sun serves as the background.

The boy looked relaxed, leaning against the wall, reading a novel with a slight smile on his lips.

This scene unfolded before their eyes like a painting.

"Sage!"

"Lord Sage!"

"Seeker of Truth."

"Club President ~"

They quickly looked away and waved.

"Why are you all so enthusiastic? It feels like we haven't seen each other in ages!"

Hasegawa Izumi turned her head and raised an eyebrow.

The girls then explained what had just happened.

For them, who were gripped by fear, the situation just now truly felt like an eternity.

"I see. But you've misunderstood. I didn't help you; you overcame your own mental barriers."

"As the saying goes, what you keep in mind will eventually come to pass. Although I haven't reached that level yet, it can still be used as a placebo."

"So, in the final analysis, it all comes down to your own unwavering resolve in pursuing the Dao."

95

Chapter 95 Eriri's Turn.

The third and final day of the Culture Festival.

The enthusiasm of the group has waned considerably, and they've started to dawdle.

"Hey, have you heard? Something big happened yesterday. Apparently, more than ten people suddenly fainted."

"Fainted? Why? Could it be from exhaustion? That would be so useless."

"It's said that a toxic gas leaked from the chemistry lab, and the people who stayed behind to clean up were the ones who got infected."

"That's fake, it's a hoax! I heard from a friend that they encountered some kind of supernatural force! They didn't smell anything at all, and they didn't even have time to react before they fainted..."

During their free time, they talked about what happened at school yesterday afternoon.

Although they verbally express disbelief in ghosts and spirits, these are topics that young people find quite interesting.

"Izumi-chan, Rikka, what do you think?"

Fujiwara Chika, her large, curious eyes sparkling, asked the two of them.

Still in a daze, she was just watching with amusement.

"I didn't pay much attention; you should ask Rikka."

Hasegawa Izumi slightly raised her head, turning her gaze to the side.

Takanashi Rikka placed her hand in a V-shape on her chin, tilted her head back, and thought for a moment before saying, "Hmm, its exact origins are unknown. It was a demon that could manipulate emotions, and its strength was quite good. If it were alone, it would probably be a tough battle, but with the combined efforts of me and the other members, it was quickly reduced to ashes."

"So it was Rikka and the others who protected Shuchiin from destruction? That's wonderful! If everyone knew, they would be incredibly grateful to you."

Fujiwara Chika touched her two fingers together, then clasped them together, and said with a smile.

"That won't be necessary. We don't care about these empty titles, nor do we need the approval of ordinary people."

Takanashi Rikka waved her hand dismissively, her words tinged with arrogance.

"Whee."

The girl with cherry blossom-colored hair smiled indulgently.

"Knock knock knock."

Suddenly, a knock on the door caught Hasegawa Izumi's attention, and she turned to look.

Eriri stood at the door, her brows furrowed, and waved to him.

[Hurry up and come here!]

Hasegawa Izumi moved her seat and left.

"What's wrong, Eriri?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm bored right now, come with me for a while."

The girl's assertiveness was unexpected.

The performance she saw yesterday really spurred Eriri on, and with her mother Sayuri's encouragement, she was finally forced to make a decision on this last day and take the initiative.

"All right."

Hasegawa Izumi's eyes flickered slightly, and he naturally walked alongside her on either side.

Along the way, some students I met made way for me or greeted me.

Some bold girls even flirted with him behind his back.

"Miss Sawamura is walking with Hasegawa-kun. Are they going on a date at the Culture Festival? How bold of them~"

"Those two are really very much in love~"

Eriri's ears turned slightly red, but she was too embarrassed to turn around and argue back, so she could only think to herself and pretend she didn't hear it.

'You guys, you're Childhood Friend friends after all, it's normal for you to be close!'

'Speaking of which, how can Izumi be so calm? Could it be that Izumi is actually...'

The girl's thoughts were quite conflicted.

There are many activities organized by each class during the Culture Festival, and even Maid Cafe are readily available, which shows that although everyone criticizes it verbally, they are still quite self-disciplined in their actions.

However, while Maid Cafe are a novelty for others, they don't hold much appeal for the duo who are deeply entrenched in Otaku culture.

They continued on and arrived at an exhibition held by the calligraphy department, which displayed calligraphy written with a brush on long scrolls of Xuan paper.

"Hasegawa-kun, Sawamura-san..."

The two, being prominent figures at the school, caught the attention of the calligraphy department Club President.

"As the top Hasegawa-kun, your calligraphy must be exceptional, right? Could you demonstrate it for everyone?"

The Club President of Calligraphy smiled gently and made the request.

At this moment, everyone's attention turned to them.

"Bring me a pen."

Hasegawa Izumi spoke succinctly, extending her hand.

Soon, the Xuan paper was spread out on the table.

He grasped the brush, and with swift, flowing strokes, a line of poetry quickly took shape on the rice paper.

[I will climb to the summit, and all the mountains will appear small below.]

"***..."

This is considered an obscure line of poetry for the Tou-ei, but that doesn't stop them from recognizing the quality of the writing and applauding enthusiastically.

"This calligraphy is amazing!"

The Club President of the calligraphy department stared wide-eyed.

Let's go.

Hasegawa Izumi gestured for Eriri to leave, leaving behind the note.

The calligraphy club members were overjoyed.

Was this a gift for them?

"Ahem, since it's a token of my appreciation from Hasegawa-kun Club President, will keep it safe."

The calligraphy Club President's gesture of reaching out his hand aroused dissatisfaction among others.

"Come on! Club President, you want to monopolize it all by yourself!"

"This is our treasure!"

A noisy commotion came from behind me.

"You're way too popular! It's like even a single hair of yours could fetch a price at auction."

Eriri had just stepped outside, muttered a complaint.

"That's because I write well; don't put the cart before the horse."

"Hasegawa Izumi replied."

"Superpowered Ability User really are unreasonable."

The Girlish Heart was extremely envious.

I walked a few more steps.