The all-powerful middle schooler

Yumiko went over to greet many female students.

The girls left reluctantly.

At this time, Natsukawa Masuzu moved the easel over and said with a friendly smile: "Boss, I've finished my painting. Please accept my work!"

When Izumi Hanegawa walked over and took a look, he was shocked.

“Is this a picture of me?”

The person in the picture, with one hand in his pocket and the other pointing forward, stands sideways, looking very domineering, with invincibility written on his face. However, the proportions of the character are quite exaggerated, and it is clear that the picture is composed of very hard and sharp lines and geometric shapes. The style of painting is unique and distinctive.

So if you look closely, it is indeed drawn according to his model.

"It's a very realistic painting style. You really like JOJO."

He sighed and praised.

To draw such a feeling, given Xia Chuan's talent, it would take a lot of effort.

"Ah."

Natsukawa Masuko's expression was very satisfied, this evaluation was the most useful for her as a JOJO fan.

Afterwards, they went to observe the works of Rikka and Nibutani.

Nibutani did draw Rikka very normally, but the Nibutani drawn by Rikka was different. He had a white veil on his head, jewel-studded hairpins and bracelets, his eyes were closed, his hands were in a praying position, and he looked compassionate.

"How do you know this image of mine?!"

Nibutani Morika immediately lost her voice in excitement and grabbed Rikka's shoulders and shook her.

"This is the information the sage shared with me."

Rikka Takanashi remained calm and said.

This is a strong man that she cannot match!

In an instant, Nibutani Morika stopped fighting and fell to his knees helplessly.

"Seeker, when I regain my magic power, I will curse you to the end of reincarnation!"

Her resentment towards someone had accumulated to the point of almost overflowing.

82 New Challenger

High school life has begun for more than a month. The fear and uncomfortable tension that shrouded the class...and the school are gradually dissipating. A new club has emerged that has spread glory and hope, greatly improving the environment of Shuchiin High School.

Many people from pure colleges have also begun to take those mixed-college students seriously and communicate with them. Except for some stubborn ones who still insist on their own opinions, the atmosphere has undoubtedly improved.

This is the positive effect brought about by Izumi Hanegawa and the Far East Magic Society, and it is an undeniable achievement.

Because of this, everyone's attitude towards a "strong chuunibyou" changes 180 degrees, even though it was just an unintentional action for the person himself.

"Hasegawa-san, where did you learn martial arts? Why do I feel like you know everything? Are you really proficient in all kinds of martial arts?"

"Can I become your disciple? I also want to become a martial arts expert!"

"Humph, you boys are all about fighting and killing, and don't know how to cultivate your character! Hanesegawa is better, he is also very good at Go, painting and other things."

After class, many classmates gathered around Hanegawa Izumi's seat.

This has become the norm.

As time went by, everyone's attitude towards him changed from ridicule to keeping a distance, and then again. Some even felt that he was quite amiable, especially after yesterday's art class, which made them accept him even more.

That’s right, this is the ‘king’ in their hearts!

However, everything has its limits, and for some people, this may not be a good thing.

"Izumi-chan is already so loved by everyone! I thought she would always be alone..."

Fujiwara Chika stood nearby, wiping away tears, feeling moved but also a little annoyed.

Please save a seat for me!

Obviously, he is Quan-chan's most reliable friend!

"Rikka, what do you think?"

She turned and asked another good friend.

"The weak rely on the strong and pursue greater power. This is one of the natural laws of the world. There is nothing surprising about it, but..."

Rikka Takanashi said this seriously, and then there was a turn.

"Fools cannot be guided by the wise! Only those of us who are destined can stand with the wise!"

After hearing this, Fujiwara Chika thought about it, changed her gestures several times, and the light bulb in her mind finally lit up.

"Rikka is claiming sovereignty over Izumi-chan, right?"

"Promise sovereignty?"

Liuhua was stunned for a moment, not knowing what this meant.

Fujiwara Chika smiled mysteriously, lowered her head and said something in her ear.

"No, that's not it! The Evil King's True Eye User and the Sage have already signed the highest level of contract, so there is no need for a lover's contract!"

Rikka's cheeks flushed as she emphasized.

While speaking, she stole a glance and found that the sage was not paying attention to her, and she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"If Rikka ever feels ready to take action, come to me for advice! I'm a love detective."

Fujiwara Chika seemed to have discovered something fishy. She looked at him with an ambiguous look, then patted him on the shoulder and turned back to her seat with light steps.

"No, don't let your imagination run wild!"

Rikka Takanashi recalled Chika's meaningful look and patted her cheeks to keep herself awake.

We are allies!

There is no need for other nouns to deepen the relationship between us!

……

"I am going to death. I must overcome this death today!"

Toumori Sanae looked at the bottle of milk in front of her, her hands wandering, trying to make up her mind.

"You've been talking there for a long time, can you please drink it quickly?"

Natsukawa Makoto tapped his forehead with his finger, already very impatient, and made a few sarcastic remarks.

"If you want to grow taller by drinking milk, you'd better forget it. You're already in the third grade of junior high school."

She spread her hands.

"I don't believe it. You must be afraid, like the fake Mori Summer, that I will surpass you in height in the future and then look down upon you, right, death!"

Toumori Sanae pointed at her with a look of disbelief.

"I don't think you'll ever have this chance in your lifetime, you little brat."

Hearing that she was being dissed, Nibutani Morika also laughed.

"Haha, Greedy Witch, Fake Morisummer, I didn't expect the two of you to have teamed up, Death! But the more the enemy doesn't want you to do something, the more you have to do it..."

Toumori Sanae became even more indignant.

"Drink it now! Stop talking nonsense!"

Xiachuan Zhenliang couldn't bear it anymore, so he stood up, turned his head, grabbed the milk bottle next to Toumori's mouth, and poured it into the other's mouth.

Nibutani Morika also cooperated and took advantage of the situation to clamp down on Toumori's hands.

"Woooooooo..."

Sanae Touma wanted to cry but had no tears. She felt aggrieved but helpless and had no choice but to let the milk be forced into her mouth.

With this slimy smell and temperature, why do other people find this thing delicious and deadly?

While feeling humiliated, such thoughts also surged in her mind.

"Thank me for helping you make up your mind."

Natsukawa Shinryou clapped his hands and looked at the milk flowing out of Toumori's nose, feeling very proud, just like a criminal looking at the crime scene he is proud of.

"This is a punishment! Don't talk nonsense like that next time."

Nibutani Morika glanced at the other person and returned to her seat.

"Damn it, 2v1, this is unfair death!"

Toumori Sanae looked fearful and thought of her master, wanting to seek help.

She turned around and saw that the master who was playing Go with the sage was in a complete dilemma.

"Rikka, you've been thinking for three minutes."

Izumi Hanegawa held his cell phone, observed the gap in the world through the sea of ​​electrons, and looked up at the girl.

It is boring to be idle on weekdays, so referring to Qianhua's experience, they also organize such entertainment activities in the club to enhance their "intelligence".

For a hexagonal powerhouse like him, it doesn't really matter, but for a spellcaster like Rikka, this is also a very important direction for improvement.

For example, the Sharingan, he thought that if one had strong enough mental strength, opening the Mangekyō wouldn't be that painful.

"Wait a minute! If I scan it with the Evil King's True Eye, I will see the future of the chess game!"

Her palms were sweating, and Rikka Takanashi was trying hard to maintain her composure.

"That's up to you."

He also hoped to see a breakthrough for the girl. Otherwise, if he kept stopping and trying again, he would only repeat his failure.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, his ears pricked up and he heard some noise.

"Dong dong dong..."

Then there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Nibutani Morika, who was near the door, responded, but there was no movement outside the door.

"Who is teasing us, Death!"

Toumori Sanae hurriedly wanted to open the door to look for someone, but she stopped at the door because she noticed that there was something extra under her feet than before.

This is an exquisite envelope, noble purple with crystal spots and a heart-shaped clasp on it. The texture is completely different, as if it is an invitation from the magical world.

Toumori Sanae picked it up and could still smell the aroma of rosemary coming from it.

Is this a challenge letter?

She thought about it in her mind, but did not open it directly. Instead, she turned around, raised the envelope, and exclaimed loudly.

"Master! Master! This looks like a letter that was stuffed under the door!"

The first person to read the contents of the letter was of course the minister, Izumi Hanegawa.

Dear Sir and Maharaj,

I am A-Tenbo Yume, the director of the Supernatural Research Department. I met you once on the club's recruitment day. I didn't expect that after we parted on that day, you have already reached the top in just one month. Your reputation is well-known, but...

In recent days, the work carried out by the Far East Magic Society has affected our club activities. Therefore, as the director of the Supernatural Research Department, I must respond to this. I hope you can understand. Next, I plan to follow your example and challenge you with "divination" to see who can grasp the "mystery" of Shuchiin. The time is this Thursday, and the location is the Supernatural Research Department. Please feel free to give me your advice!

Signed: A Tianfang Meng.

"Minister, have you finished reading it? This can't be a confession letter to you."

Natsukawa Shinryou noticed that he raised his head and started to speak teasingly.

"No, this is a letter of challenge."

He shook his head and handed the letter to Rikka.

"Eh!?"