The all-powerful middle schooler

Because of this result, the students who were still chattering and arguing saw the performance of the gym leader. They were almost certain that the gym leader did not let up in this battle, but actually lost to the eldest lady, and they all applauded.

After the competition, the trainees continued to train in the venue, while Busujima Saeko and Miyamoto Hiroki followed Busujima Masao to the dark room.

"It's really surprising. I didn't expect that you could beat Hongyi. I didn't know that you had made such rapid progress in the past two years..."

Busujima Saeko sat in the main seat, trying hard to keep a calm expression, but in fact, the way her fingers tapped back and forth on the handles of the chair revealed her inner uneasiness.

"this is nothing."

Busujima Saeko looked straight ahead, quite indifferently.

The conversation between the two made Miyamoto Hiroki, who was standing next to them, feel a little depressed.

Masao Busujima didn't care about his daughter's behavior. Instead, his eyes moved and he suddenly remembered something.

"Even so, did you still lose to that man named Hanesegawa?"

Thinking about it now, he found it even more unbelievable.

"It is because of Hanesegawa-kun's guidance that I have been able to improve so quickly."

There was a hint of tenderness in Busujima Saeko's eyes.

"oh.....?"

Busujima Masao narrowed his eyes, flashing with brilliance.

"A young genius who is stronger than the young lady?"

Miyamoto Hiroki murmured in his heart.

He had only heard of it and didn't care about it. He thought it was a misunderstanding, but he didn't expect it to be true.

"Ya Zi, can you invite him to meet me?"

After a few seconds, Busujima Masao fixed his eyes and said.

"I can ask, but I don't know whether Hanezegawa-kun will agree or not."

Busujima Saeko said in a calm tone.

……

Far Eastern Magic Club after school.

"Come on, let's verify it. After a week of hellish training, Xiao Niaoyou, how far have you progressed?"

Natsukawa Masuyoshi angrily slammed a math paper on the small table, clasped his hands together, and his eyes seemed to be burning with flames.

"Hmm~"

Rikka Takanashi nodded very solemnly, and this simple word expressed her unprecedented firm determination.

During this week, she had almost no time to rest. She was busy with the massive amount of exercises assigned to her every day. She even stayed at home on weekends. At one point, the Saint Counselor thought she was possessed.

In fact, it’s almost the same. Now she dreams about various mathematical formulas every night when she goes to sleep.

Time flows quietly.

"That's a big improvement, Little Bird."

After grading the test papers, Natsukawa Shinryo was also slightly surprised.

"Humph, for a dignified Evil King's True Eye User, this level of difficulty is of course..."

“I actually scored over 40 points this time.”

Rikka Takanashi's proud state was immediately interrupted.

"Only over 40 points?"

The corners of her mouth drooped.

"It's an improvement of more than 20 times, which is indeed a huge improvement."

Natsukawa Shinryo raised his head and smiled.

"Not enough, not enough!"

Rikka Takanashi clenched her fists, but soon cheered herself up and clenched her fists to cheer herself up.

"Master, you can definitely achieve death!"

Toumori Sanae was also excited about it.

"Dong dong dong..."

The sudden knock on the door made everyone pause.

"Wait a mininute."

Nibutani Morika, the god of death, went to open the door.

What appeared in front of everyone was a graceful and beautiful lady with long purple hair and inverted triangle bangs, exuding the aura of a mature beauty.

The girls naturally knew who she was, Busujima Saeko, who had previously had a wonderful duel with their captain, and they still remembered it vividly.

"Good afternoon, everyone from the Far East Magic Society."

Busujima Saeko first greeted everyone politely, then her eyes fell on the only man in the activity room, and her cold face also showed a friendly smile.

It was obvious that this Busujima-senpai's target was their club leader.

The girls all realized this and looked over as well.

"Bujima-senpai, what brings you here for?"

Izumi Hanegawa raised his eyes and looked over.

There is no such thing as a visitor without a reason. Although they had not had much contact, he had some understanding of this senior's personality and interests.

I guess it's something related to kendo.

"Hasegawa-kun, I'm here to see you, not for any request... Actually, my father wants to invite you to meet him."

Busujima Saeko said with a smile.

"Eh!?"

The girls' expressions changed instantly.

"Bushima, could it be that your relationship with Busujima-senpai has progressed to the point where you met her parents? Ah, no! The Bushima should be mine..."

Natsukawa Shinryou stretched out his white right hand towards him and said in a sad tone.

"Is the relationship progressing so quickly? Probably not."

Nibutani Morika was a little hesitant and was not led astray by Natsukawa.

The expressions of Rikka Takanashi and Sanae Toumori are somewhat indescribable.

"Ah, that's not what I meant."

Busujima Saeko's cheeks turned red and she waved her hand stiffly.

This expression, which is in stark contrast to his usual behavior, is so adorable.

"Your father probably wants to compete with me to restore the reputation of the Busujima Ryu."

Izumi Hanegawa smiled secretly and said with a firm tone.

In many stories in his memory, the stories developed like this: after beating the younger one, the older one came, after beating the older one, the older one came, after beating the family members, the sect members came... They took turns to provide experience to the protagonist.

"No, my father just told me that he wanted to meet you to discuss something about kendo."

This was quickly denied by Busujima-senpai.

"Just a discussion?"

He let out a light sigh.

"By the way, Busujima-senpai's father seems to be quite famous, right?"

Nibutani Morika asked uncertainly.

"of course."

The voice of the lustful witch beside my ear suddenly turned serious.

"Masao Busujima won the first national kendo championship in 2000, and won the national championship in the following years. In 2007, he defeated Yagyu Jujiro, a contemporary Shinkage-ryu master, and in 2017, he defeated Kato Shingo, a ninth-degree kendo master. He is one of the few kendo masters in Japan today, and is nicknamed the 'Ghost Swordsman' because the defeated people are often unable to detect his movements when he attacks."

Everyone else shifted their gaze over and immediately noticed that the other person was actually just reciting words on his phone.

"He sounds like a very powerful person."

Nibutani Morika exclaimed.

"It's nothing special. He's just a human, Death, and he used a mere mortal sword."

Toumori Sanae snorted softly.

Ok?

How could you say such things in front of someone's daughter?

Nibutani and Natsukawa glanced at Busujima Saeko, but found that she looked calm and did not say anything. Instead, she said calmly, "Father is indeed very powerful, but I will surpass him sooner or later."

It seems that the relationship between this father and daughter is not very good.

But they didn't gossip about it.

"Hasegawa-kun, what's your decision? If you refuse, I'll turn him down, and don't worry about other problems."

Busujima Saeko said very reasonably.

"Honestly, I'm not too interested... But it doesn't hurt to go meet him."

Izumi Hanegawa thought about it for a moment and finally agreed.

Judging from his personal resume, Busujima-senpai's father can be considered a very advanced individual fighter in the human world.

This is a good opportunity to observe them and see whether they have been affected in this era of change.

As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle.

……

On weekends.

"Xiaojiu, I have to go out this afternoon."

"My half, I am going to the human world again to leave your legend behind."

After informing his sister about this, Izumi Hasegawa drove to the suburbs of Tokyo alone.

After entering a small path, we finally saw an antique samurai mansion at the end of the road. Looking inside from the outside, there was a towering tree rising from the ground.

Just as he was about to go forward and knock on the door, the door opened from the inside.

"crunch..."

"Hasegawa-kun, you're already here."

Busujima Saeko noticed his presence at a glance.

"It's getting late, and I don't like being late."

While he was answering, he also observed what Busujima-senpai was wearing today. She was wearing a kimono with purple and white flowers. Her purple hair was tied up high, revealing her snow-white shoulders and neck. She looked more elegant and noble, and also more sexy, which was very different from how she looked in school.

"Well, then please come in, Hanezawa Izumi. My father seems to be unable to wait any longer."

Busujima Saeko looked back, then pushed open the wooden door, made way for him to enter.

The courtyard is empty and the colors are monotonous, only the flying leaves in the sky add a touch of green.

Not far from the big tree, there is a stone pavilion.

Masao Busujima, dressed in samurai clothes, sat on a stone chair and brewed tea on a stone table. The boiling hot water entered the teacup, and the tea leaves became beautiful again, releasing a rich tea fragrance.

"Hasegawa-kun, we finally meet."

When he came up to him, Busujima Masao pretended to notice something and looked up at him.

He seemed like an ordinary boy, but it was this boy who defeated her daughter and helped her daughter's swordsmanship improve greatly through his guidance.