You're Using Your Superpowers for This!?

Shinomiya Kaguya pursed her lips and muttered softly, "Is this all you think of me, Hasegawa?"

"Not exactly."

He denied it.

Shinomiya Kaguya was startled.

That's incredible hearing!

"Shinomiya-san is also very proud, has a strong sense of self-respect, and keeps her promises very well. As Young Lady, although she has some flaws, at least she hasn't developed any bad habits and is a good child."

He continued.

"I really dislike your condescending attitude... but I'll just take it as a compliment."

Shinomiya Kaguya snorted and added.

Fujiwara Chika observed carefully and noticed that her best friend's lips curled up, indicating that she was quite pleased.

After enjoying the free food and drinks, the two girls, realizing it was already quite late, decided not to linger and prepared to take a bus back.

The back seat of the car on the way home.

"I'm sorry, Kaguya-chan, I think I said something I shouldn't have. Please don't misunderstand, that's not what I really meant!"

Fujiwara Chika grabbed Shinomiya Kaguya's shoulder and cried out.

"It's okay, I didn't take it to heart at all."

Shinomiya Kaguya remained calm.

"That's good."

Fujiwara Chika breathed a sigh of relief.

"But Fujiwara, what's your opinion of Hasegawa?"

"What do you think? Izumi-chan is handsome and cool... That's all, haha. Kaguya-chan wouldn't really see me as a rival, would she?"

Do you like him?

"For me to like Izumi-chan, unless... eh?"

The girl looked bewildered and hesitated.

"Unless what?"

Shinomiya Kaguya stared intently at him.

"Ahem, anyway, my feelings for Izumi-chan are the kind of feelings you have for a friend."

"Yeah?"

Shinomiya Kaguya smiled without saying a word, then turned to look out the car window.

The girl in the seat next to him subconsciously placed her hand on her chest, her face flushed slightly in the shadows.

For a brief moment, the sound of her heart pounding drowned out everything else.

The Far East Magic Society after school.

"There has been a legend since ancient times that every Word of Power contains Magic Power, and I want to strengthen the barrier of this society through the uninterrupted connection between Words of Power."

Gathered around the small table, Takanashi Rikka spoke with great seriousness.

"You just want to play a word chain game, right? Speak plainly."

"Natsukawa Masuzu said lazily."

"So that's what it meant!"

Nibuya Morika was greatly surprised.

"Tch, so this is Morisummer? Aren't you an ancient magician?"

A mocking smile crept across the Silver-haired Witch's lips.

"You're probably just as sexually active as I am now."

Nibuya Morika retorted.

Who knows?

The Witch's smile deepened.

Then, an hour passed in the blink of an eye during the word chain game, and not a single round had been decided.

"Damn it, if it were before, beating you would have been a piece of cake."

Natsukawa Masuzu slightly annoyed.

Because of this awakening, everyone's minds have become sharper, so even such simple games are no longer a challenge for them.

"What are you saying? If this were in the past, you, as an ordinary person Wicked Eye of the Tyrant King User!"

Takanashi Rikka, pretended to be stupid.

"A mere newcomer, the weakest member of the organization. If it weren't for the Lord Sage's mercy, someone like you wouldn't have been able to step into the Underworld of Death."

The Dekomori Sanae chimed in.

"You...!"

Even though Natsukawa Masuzu was very good at maintaining his composure, he was still quite angry.

Her joining the company certainly involved an element of luck.

But what about the others? Aren't they just lucky too?

"When did you start caring so much about what this guy says?"

Nibuya Morika said something softly beside her, causing her to stiffen.

One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black.

As everyone becomes more and more like a team, even the seemingly wicked Witch inevitably develops some genuine feelings for the others.

"Club President, I want to eat Malatang!"

With a hint of wavering in his eyes Natsukawa Masuzu suddenly raised his right hand and shouted loudly.

[Was it so abrupt? I knew I was right.]

Nibuya Morika chuckled inwardly.

"Malatang?"

Takanashi Rikka and Dekomori Sanae still had some doubts.

"It's something that's been really popular among girls lately. Haven't you heard other people talking about it?"

Nibuya Morika knew this.

"Malatang a type of spicy hot pot) is similar to the hot pot you've eaten in some ways..."

Hasegawa Izumi explained.

"I see."

The girls suddenly realized.

If that were the case, they would be willing to try, and they all looked at each other with pleading eyes.

"Hmm... how about this, I'll prepare the seasonings this time, and you can prepare the ingredients yourselves."

Hasegawa Izumi spoke first.

The girls' eyes lit up, and they secretly harbored wicked thoughts.

25

Chapter 25 You guys use your superpowers for this kind of thing!?

After returning home that evening.

The girls carefully prepared the necessary ingredients for tomorrow's gathering.

First and foremost, it should be something you like, and ideally something others dislike, so you can enjoy the food to the fullest extent!

Just thinking about it made Takanashi Rikka feel like the Dark Power wrapped in the bandages on her wrist was about to surge out.

"Oh right, and what about the stuff I got from that adventure a while ago... it should be edible, right?"

After selecting her favorite ingredients, she suddenly remembered the spiritual herbs she grew at home that possessed Spiritual Energy.

Originally intended for future research, it's a good opportunity to have the Sage process it and create a delicious dish that can increase spiritual power.

Other girls had similar thoughts and prepared to bring out their own treasured items.

The night passed in the blink of an eye.

Takanashi Rikka arrived at Shuchiin with several sealed lunchboxes, and was stopped by Disciplinary Committee Member when she saw her bulging schoolbag.

Let's go.

After looking at what was inside, the Disciplinary Committee Member, who had a strange expression, had no choice but to let her leave.

After all, the school rules don't prohibit bringing food into the school!

And so, after school in the afternoon, the members of the Far East Magic Society came to the club room again.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the large pot on the small table began to steam.

Just then, Hasegawa Izumi put the seasonings she had carefully prepared the night before into the pot, creating a two-compartment hot pot with spicy and non-spicy options, making it more user-friendly.

The enticing aroma quickly filled the air, causing the girls to drool with desire.

"I skipped lunch to prepare for this meal, and I'm still hungry."

Nibuya Morika stroked her deflated belly.

They are not yet immortal cultivators who can live on air and dew; they still maintain the same biological functions.

"Dekumori, I haven't eaten anything since last night, just to prepare for this moment of death!"

Dekomori Sanae smiled smugly.

"Aside from eating the Club President's cooking, I've never been truly full."

Natsukawa Masuzu's tone was full of sincerity, because only in this way could her anorexia be suppressed.

"Well."

Only Takanashi Rikka a bit awkward.

She became less picky about food, after all, the Holy Chef's culinary skills were quite exceptional.

"Alright, the water's boiled. You can put your favorite ingredients in now."

Hasegawa Izumi reminded her.

The way of eating Malatang and oden is only slightly different, and the girls accepted it quickly, throwing the ingredients they brought into the pot.

Why are there tomatoes?

"Is today's drink pure white holy water?"

"Who added the celery?!"

The three girls quickly looked troubled, but the Silver-haired Witch, with one hand supporting her chin and the other stirring the oil dish in her bowl with Chopsticks, appeared quite composed.

Before, she ate simply to maintain her vital signs; now, it has taken on a different meaning.

"Club President, can you feed me? Like, the 'ah~ open your mouth' kind of thing."

Natsukawa Masuzu continued her daily teasing, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"No, don't you have hands?"

Hasegawa Izumi immediately rejected the idea.

"Club President, may I feed you?"

She asked again.