The Almighty Chuunibyou Expert

He sized up the other person and introduced himself.

"Dekomori knows you! As the master's most trusted ally, your reputation precedes you, Sage! It's just that without the master's orders, I haven't made an appearance... Sage, I've always wanted to meet you, to know just how powerful the one who could impress the master truly is!"

Dekomori Sanae looked at him with burning eyes, like a fan meeting their idol.

"Your name isn't just well-known at Shuchuin High School; it's become quite famous in our middle school too. We often hear people discussing your heroic deeds!"

She stated the reason directly.

This kind of prestige completely overshadowed the master!

If it weren't for maintaining her loyal image, she would have probably prostrated herself and changed her title.

"I hope I haven't disappointed you."

Hasegawa smiled faintly.

He showed his softer side to a potential future Fellow Daoist.

"Mhm, mhm."

Dekomori Sanae nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice.

Although her eyesight couldn't pierce through the Sage's true form, those earth-shattering battle records weren't a lie!

"So, what about the parallel world?"

After they finished their introductions, Takanashi Rikka joined the conversation.

"The battles have become increasingly fierce. I've participated as much as I could," Dekomori Sanae replied, shifting her gaze.

"Thank you for making the special trip. We are indeed facing a shortage of personnel, so we had no choice but to pull you over," Takanashi Rikka apologized.

What a considerate master!

"It's no trouble at all. To be able to cross the sea of electrons and fight alongside the master and the Sage in this world is my honor!"

Dekomori Sanae had been eagerly awaiting this day and showed no impatience.

"Then, what kind of task does the master intend to assign me?"

She asked with anticipation in her eyes.

"Actually, it's like this. You've heard about what the Sage has done, right? To promote the Far East Magic Society, we've been challenging some clubs. Our next opponent is the basketball club, but we need to gather five members before that, and I've chosen you as one of them."

Takanashi Rikka explained the reason.

"Dekomori understands! I will certainly not fail you!"

Dekomori Sanae swung her twin-tails, which were like meteor hammers, with both hands, looking eager to try.

"But before that, let me confirm one more time if you are qualified to continue being my master! Takanashi Rikka, no, Wicked Eye of the Tyrant King!"

"Understood. If you don't even have this ambition, you're not worthy of being my servant. Bring it on!"

Seeing the challenging smile, Takanashi Rikka said without surprise.

As a superior, one must possess enough power to suppress others!

Otherwise, how could they gain trust?

"What's going on?"

Hasegawa Izumi was a bit confused, seeing the two of them about to fight.

Their relationship seemed different from what he had expected.

However, it was fine. He could treat it as an assessment for a newcomer and get a concrete understanding of Dekomori's strength.

He had already determined that Dekomori was a talent who could join the Far East Magic Society.

The fountain in the park sprayed water like a sprinkler, shining brilliantly under the dazzling sun.

Just a few meters away, the two girls met each other's gaze, their hearts filled with solemnity.

One sought to prove her strength and solidify her position as master.

The other, challenging her superior, needed to reach a more definitive conclusion.

The two were on the verge of battle!

Takanashi Rikka spoke, "Explode, reality!"

Dekomori Sanae followed, "Shatter, nerves!"

"Exile... this world!"

As Takanashi Rikka and Dekomori Sanae spoke in unison, they launched their first exchange.

To be honest, the fight wasn't pretty; it was even a bit crude.

In Hasegawa Izumi's sight, the two swung their fists at each other, but then retracted them when they were still some distance apart.

For a moment, it looked like a dance, with alternating movements, back and forth, intensely.

If viewed from a passerby's perspective, it was indeed quite awkward, making one want to step forward and urge them, "Please stop fighting."

This is not difficult to understand. After all, in reality, Rikka already lacked the support of 'power,' and Dekomori seemed to be in a similar situation.

But if viewed from another angle, it might be vastly different.

"They've finally synced up!"

Realizing this, his gaze sharpened, and the scene before him instantly changed dramatically.

This battle of consciousnesses was actually like this--

28 Incredible Realm!

In the sky, the silver moon was like a plate.

On the ground, the bright moonlight rendered the entire world.

The clash of minds instantly opened an incredible realm!

This is a deep domain that only the chosen can enter.

Takanashi Rikka's left eye was as usual, but her right eye was blooming with brilliant golden light. Freed from the constraints of the real world, the full power of the Wicked Eye of the Tyrant King erupted at this moment.

Inspiring awe!

Dekomori Sanae was ready for battle, activating her thunder attribute for dispelling evil. Her magic surged and poured out.

Yet she was not afraid!

A moment of silence.

The gazes of both sides gradually converged, each reflecting the other's figure.

When their eyes meet, it is the signal for battle!

The next instant, both sides moved simultaneously.

"I obey the blood pact and summon thee... Darkness Queen!"

Takanashi Rikka bit her finger, blood scattering, and extended her right hand, summoning a strangely shaped weapon from the void. It had three sharp blades at the head and was incredibly massive.

"Dark Matter Incineration!"

She leaped into the high sky, her figure like a silver crescent moon, swinging the weapon in her hand and unleashing an attack of seven-colored flames.

"Appear! Thunder Battle Hammer!"

Dekomori Sanae, unwilling to be outdone, also summoned her reliance, her exclusive weapon, a gigantic golden battle hammer.

"Eternal Fire Spirit G!"

She extended her right hand, and a magic circle instantly formed, releasing surging flames.

This was elven magic inherited from the Elf Mother!

The flames from both sides collided and burned together. The seven-colored flames instantly engulfed the other's magic fire.

It was not strange for this situation to occur, as one party was using a skill that was not of their own race, greatly reducing its effectiveness.

However, the power of the seven-colored flames had already diminished significantly. Dekomori Sanae, wielding the Thunder Battle Hammer, swept it and annihilated the flames rushing towards her.

But at this moment, Takanashi Rikka had already begun her second wave of attack.

"Eternal Spear!"

A dark matter missile shot out.

A silver light streaked across the sky. Dekomori Sanae was forced to defend herself, but she was still blasted back a hundred meters, leaving deep gouges in the ground.

"As expected of the Wicked Eye of the Tyrant King! To be able to capture such an imperceptible opening."

Dekomori Zomum tilted her head back and said through gritted teeth.

"This is the gap between us, Dekomori, face reality!"

Takanashi Rikka walked over from afar, her eyes full of pride.

"To think you could make me yield with just this level of power is too naive!"

Dekomori Sanae snorted and charged forward, dragging her battle hammer.

"Eeeeeeek!"

"Stubborn girl, it seems I must teach you a profound lesson today!"

Takanashi Rikka made a mirroring movement.

Both leaped into the air, and their two world-shattering weapons collided, the destructive aura instantly piercing the entire world...

After a long while.

Faintly visible, one person stood steadily in the sky, while the other sat on the ground in disarray.

"Dekomori, you've lost."

"It's just a fatal wound, I can still fight!"

"Haaah~"

Beside them, someone yawned.

"How much longer are you two going to fight? You're going to wear down even the Great Dao."

"Apologies, death. Since the Sage has already determined the outcome of the battle, I, Dekomori, will continue to acknowledge the Wicked Eye of the Tyrant King—no, your identity as master!"

"Then, this battle ends here... You're welcome to challenge me again anytime, but I won't always be as patient as I was today."

An unknown, earth-shattering battle thus concluded.

After an intense fight, magic power needed replenishing.

The three approached a vending machine.

"This time, I, Dekomori, will treat master and the Sage, death."

Dekomori Sanae pulled a 500-yen coin from her pocket, preparing to insert it.

"Wait...!"

Takanashi Rikka reached out to stop her. She moved forward, interlaced her index and middle fingers, and closed her eyes as if meditating.

"Up! Up! Down! Down! Left! Right! Left! Right!"

She waved her hands as she chanted.

"And then B! A! B! A!"

Hasegawa Izumi added.

"As expected of the knowledgeable Sage, you even know such a secret magical incantation?"

Takanashi Rikka was slightly taken aback, then instructed Dekomori, "Now, insert the coin!"

Dekomori Sanae didn't hesitate and inserted the coin in her hand into the vending machine.

At that moment, a bottle of drink dropped out.