The all-powerful middle schooler

Nibutani Morika smiled awkwardly.

"What do you think, sage?"

Of course Rikka Takanashi was also confused and asked for help.

"It should be fine."

Izumi Hanegawa glanced at it.

Although it is not a fantasy ingredient, it is more nutritious and tastes more delicious than ordinary ingredients because it is nourished by spiritual power.

Although she has not awakened any abilities, the girl's eyesight is still better than others.

That evening, he used it to cook a delicious mushroom soup, which impressed the Saint Cook again.

"Well, I'll just give you the title of Saint Counselor, Hanesegawa."

Shihua even made a joke to him after dinner, and her cold face was a little more lively than before.

"No... I think this title will only belong to you."

In response, he just shook his head and gave a mysterious smile.

It's another morning.

Everyone had just finished breakfast and was preparing to go out for some fresh air.

"Shihua, come here for a moment."

Rikka's grandmother suddenly appears and calls Touka aside.

This caught everyone's attention.

Soon, Touka changed into another set of clothes and looked ready to go out.

"Touka, what are you going to do?"

Rikka Takanashi asked curiously.

"The Obon Festival is about to begin, and my grandma asked me to prepare the lanterns and other things that will be used... Do you want to come with us?"

Shihua stopped, turned back to explain, and tried to ask a question.

"no need."

Rikka Takanashi shook her head.

Then, Tohka left in a car.

“What is Obon?”

Natsukawa Masuyoshi, who is often alone, doesn't know much about these festivals, so he asks everyone.

"Obon Festival, it seems to be the 'Ghost Festival', right?"

Nibutani Morika thought for a moment and said.

She thought someone would respond, but she found that everyone else gave her a look that said "keep going".

This is obviously a relatively famous festival, right?

How come you don’t know?

"The Obon Festival was originally a Buddhist ritual that was introduced from ancient Eastern countries. In the Kamakura period, the Obon Festival was held in conjunction with the Hungry Ghost Relief Festival and the Lantern Festival, so it is also called the 'Soul Festival'. It is usually held around August 8th every year..."

She had no choice but to take out her cell phone from her pocket and take on the responsibility of explaining.

Naturally, they would pay more attention to something that sounds mysterious.

"Touma smells danger, death!"

Toumori Sanae's eyes suddenly became serious.

"I also have this feeling."

It was rare that Natsukawa Masuyoshi also agreed with her.

"This may be a good opportunity for us to show our skills..."

Rikka Takanashi said eagerly.

Only Xiaojiu had no sense of participation at all and could not get into the mood at all. She looked at her brother with a pair of big watery eyes.

21 Sorry, sir, there is only one room left.

Izumi Hanegawa understood that her sister certainly needed to become a true 'Proto-Vampire' in order to actually participate in such conversations.

However, once he has spoken, he cannot take it back, and what he said is what he meant.

So, he ignored his sister and said, "Yes, on special days like these, the negative energy between heaven and earth will gather and accumulate, making the environment more suitable for the survival of creatures such as evil spirits, zombies, and monsters."

"So, the chances of encountering those things these days will be much higher than usual? Especially at special festivals like that?"

Nibutani Morika figured it out.

"Not only that, it will also have a significant impact on some places with bad feng shui."

Hanegawa Izumi's words were somewhat confusing to the others.

What is Feng Shui?

However, Rikka Takanashi was surprised and asked, "Sage, do you mean that there will be a large-scale 'riot' in our village?"

"That's not the case. According to my estimation, your village is not the center, but just on the edge. I think the impact it will receive is limited."

Instead he shook his head.

"Wait, Master, Sage, what are you talking about, Death!"

Toumori Sanae couldn't help but interrupt.

The other girls still knew nothing about the Feng Shui he mentioned.

So, he repeated the popular science he had given to Rikka before.

"Onmyoji?"

They were a little surprised by the name.

Because they are familiar with anime, they are familiar with these characters with local characteristics.

But they never expected that Onmyoji was actually good at these things.

"Regarding the central area you mentioned, Minister..."

Xiachuan Zhenliang suddenly asked.

"It should be over there. It's probably about ten minutes away."

Izumi Hanegawa raised his right hand and pointed to the other side.

"This direction... should lead us to Eiheiji-cho, right?"

Rikka Takanashi said as she estimated.

"So will the town also hold corresponding events?"

Dansheng Gusenxia's expression condensed.

Unlike small villages, in larger places, once people gather together, they naturally want to make the event more grand.

But if that's the case, based on what they had heard from Hanezakawa before, wouldn't it mean a greater danger?

"I don't know... I'll go ask grandma."

Although Rikka Takanashi is a local and has gone to school there, she has never participated in these things.

A few minutes later.

"I heard from my grandmother that there is a famous Guangming Temple there. They will hold a formal ceremony before this time. At that time, there will even be many people who come for unknown reasons to participate."

Rikka Takanashi returned and confirmed this.

"So, are we going?"

Natsukawa Masuzu's eyes were sharp.

"You have to go, Death! Toumori can't wait any longer, Death!"

Toumori Sanae clenched her fists, fire burning in her eyes.

"To be honest, I want to go and see it, too."

Nibutani Morika was also eager to try.

Not everyone has the patience to stay indoors and cultivate the "Shilipo Sword God". When you have power, it is normal to want to vent and verify it.

After undergoing training over this period of time, the girls are full of confidence in their own abilities.

After all, according to their inference, the evolution speed of most spirits is definitely not as fast as their improvement!

"So, what about Rikka?"

Izumi Hanegawa's gaze fell on the last person.

"I want to...I want to stay."

Rikka Takanashi lowered her head slightly and made a decision after hesitating for a long time.

"Why, Death? Master, don't you want to fight alongside us?"

Toumori Sanae clenched her hands, very confused.

"You are silly, little brat. Of course you should be concerned about the safety of your grandparents."

Nibutani Morika folded her hands and teased her.

"Is that so... Sorry, Toumori was too clumsy, death! Toumori apologizes to the master."

Toumori Sanae looked embarrassed, then bowed.

When we have the ability, we will choose to protect those close to us. This has always been human nature and everyone can understand it.

If the evil spirits were the same type they had encountered before, and they would only attack if they could see each other, then perhaps there was no need to worry about anything happening, but it is better to be safe than sorry.

If an unexpected event occurs, it will only make Rikka more upset than what happened three years ago.

Failure to protect something when you have the ability to do so and not having the ability to protect it in the first place are two different feelings.

"Well, let's fight separately then. Rikka, you stay at home, and we'll go to the town to check out the situation."

Izumi Hanegawa made the final decision without forcing anyone, but simply respected everyone's ideas.

After making the decision, everyone prepared to start practicing again to be fully prepared for the possible war that might occur later.

"Wait, Sage, I want to consult you about one more thing."

Before leaving, Rikka Takanashi called him.

"Just ask."

He stopped and looked back.

"Sage, according to what you said, on that day, the probability of spirits appearing will increase significantly. So when we 'invite spirits', will we be able to..."

Speaking of this, Rikka Takanashi's breathing became uncontrollably rapid.

If that were the case, wouldn't my wish come true immediately?

"If everything goes according to the festival schedule, you may indeed be able to meet your father, but are you sure that he will be the one you want to see? And if he does appear, are you sure you can find him back?"

He asked meaningfully.

As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

If the result was not as expected, it would be a huge blow to the girl, so he gave her a shot of vaccination.

"I understand."

Rikka Takanashi stood there in a daze, staring blankly at the others walking away, then pursed her lips, clenched her hands tightly for a while, and then relaxed them.