. looking at the satisfied nun. I figured it would be hard to pick her up again now. I sighed secretly in my heart. Then he decided to break up with a few girls.
Although we only spent half a day together (Mikoto was a little longer). But with my handsome face, elegant style, gentle attitude and strong strength, I left a very good impression on the four girls.
Just now, several girls were planning to go shopping in the mall after dinner. But I didn't expect that I would be leaving so soon. They are all a little reluctant to leave.
??Especially Heizi. They are fighting for the ground again.
At this time, Kuroko was banging his head and thinking: "What should I do? I didn't expect Onii-chan to leave so soon. Then wouldn't the next charm medicine plan be ruined?! Cheer up, cheer up, Kuroko. At least let Onii-chan go. Leave your contact information"
It seems that the sky heard her prayer. I chuckled lightly and took the initiative to tell them my phone number: "This is my mobile phone number. But most of the time I'm not in the service area (because it's a cross-border country and I won't tell them the area code to avoid being exposed), so what's the matter? It¡¯s best to contact me via text message. Of course, I will also take the initiative to contact you. I look forward to meeting you next time.¡±
I nodded to them one last time and then asked for their mobile phone numbers. Only Misaka was uncooperative. She snorted softly, as if asking me to beg her.
Everything, I have said it before, I hate proud women.
I rolled my eyes secretly in my heart. Then he forced Index to bow as well. Then he walked away.
"Is onee-sama really so heartless? Are you not giving Onii-chan a chance at all?" Kuroko, who had already planned a flank attack plan, said this after I walked away: "I didn't even tell anyone my number"
"You're very attracted to him, Kuroko." Misaka pinched Kuroko's face and pulled hard. But my heart is very complicated.
At this time, I had already walked far away, holding Index¡¯s hand, and at the same time checking the mobile phone number I had just received. Sure enough, there was an extra line, with Misaka Mikoto's name written on the back. The ability to control electrical appliances What a dishonest kid.
I chuckled lightly. Then he took back the phone: "Okay, Index, let's go home."
Unexpectedly, Index shook her head: "I don't want to go back."
Where don¡¯t you want to go back? Is it Puritan England?
"Why?" I was a little surprised.
"Because I don't want to lose my memory anymore" The little nun seemed a little lost.
"This is easy to handle. Then you can go to Jerusalem with Gu." I was worried that there was no reason for her to come with me.
"Jerusalem?" The little nun's memory is indeed a problem. Doesn't the world's largest country even know about it?
"That's right, the Jerusalem State Church is much stronger than the British Puritan Church. There must be a way to solve your problem." After I finished speaking, I touched her head.
Index was a little excited at first, then lost a lot: "Really? But Bishop Laura said that the magic book I memorized takes up 85% of my memory¡ª¡ª"
"She's lying to you." I interrupted her with a smile.
Index looked at me in disbelief.
"One hundred and three thousand magic books Index, you are a treasure. That guy Laura is ruthless and will use any means. That's why we set up this method of regularly erasing your memory for your protection." I explained to her. explain.
After saying this, I couldn't help but laugh: "However, should I say that she is natural, or that she is stupid. She would use such a reason that obviously goes against science - is it a bit strange for me to say this? Although we are both on the so-called magic side, we still have to pay attention to science."
¡°What¡¯s going on?¡± Index was a little dissatisfied. He took my arm and shook me left and right.
"Gu (for better killing) has studied ergonomics. So he knows a little bit about the capacity of the human brain. Index, don't believe it. The human brain is a very powerful storage device. Not to mention one hundred and three thousand Even if there are ten times more magic books, I can still memorize them easily. It won¡¯t take up so much brain capacity.¡±
¡°Eh~¡± Index had obviously never heard of this statement. But it seems to make sense.
"That means I no longer have to erase my memory once a year?" Index seemed very happy.
"Yes." I nodded: "You can live like a normal person, no one will control you, and you will be free again (that's weird)."
"Wright, you are the best." The little nun finally believed what I said and threw herself into my arms.
"Be good." I continued to lick the little nun's body. Then he added: "I will destroy that collar when I go back alone, and I will give you another one later."
Having said this, I suddenly felt a flash of anger. An evil smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.
Laura, do you only have so many means? If so, you are too underestimated of the world's heroes. I will accept this catalog of forbidden magic books without any courtesy - it will be regarded as your dowry.
In my heart, I couldn't help laughing wildly, but my face was very kind, and I caressed Index's cheek, as if he was really her brother.
??¡ª¡ªPredetermined dowry dividing line¡ª¡ª
Just an hour ago. Kamijou-san called to ask for leave, and then went to the hospital holding his stomach. Although most people would probably call an ambulance for a broken rib. But this unlucky boy was extremely financially strapped. I can't bear to give up this little money.
So, Kamijou-san suffered a tragedy.
The technique to disperse idlers. Hunting the Witch King. Bad priest. Goth nun.
????????????????????????????? Laura, I¡¯m really not talking about you, do you English Puritans still have any good people
Just like that, Kamijou-san almost turned into a roasted suckling pig first, and then almost got smashed to pieces. With his street gangster-level strength and the plug-in phantom killer, he shouldn't have been defeated so quickly.
But just now, Kamijou-san¡¯s ribs were broken by the parents of the lolita (no mistake) because of his crime of being a lewd lolita. It doesn't matter if I don't move, it just hurts a little. As a result of this movement - the ribs pierced the lungs.
Just like that, Kamijou-san suffered another tragedy and fell to the ground clutching his chest.
"What kind of hatred do I have against you?! Do you have to kill them all?" Kamijou-san said while holding back the severe pain in his lungs.
¡°Hand over the Index of Magical Index and I will spare your life!¡± said the dark-skinned Goth Lolita.
"Didn't I say it?! I don't even know what A Certain Magical Index is." Kamijou-san continued to protest.
"Hey, kid, it won't do you any good to be so harsh." The bad priest took out his cigarette case, pulled out one, lit it and took a puff - and then sprayed the smoke all over Kamijou's face. Then he said this.
"At least tell me, what is the A Certain Magical Index you are talking about?" Kamijou-san was almost crying.
"You're still pretending¡ª¡ª" The dark-skinned goth loli was about to take action¡ª¡ªtwist one or two of his arms or something like that. But he was stopped by the bad priest.
"A little girl who looks to be eleven or twelve years old, one hundred and thirty-five centimeters tall, with long silver hair, wearing a white nun's uniform." After the bad priest finished speaking, he blew another puff of cigarette on the Kamijou boy's face. The boy had a hole in his lung. I was smoked again and almost died.
"You said, cough cough cough, did you mean, cough cough cough, Index, cough, Index?" Kamijou boy said while coughing up blood.
¡°You really know where she is!¡± The bad priest grabbed the boy Kamijou and said viciously. As a result, Kamijou boy's injury was once again touched upon. As a result, Kamijou boy said "Ahhh" and fainted without hesitation.
"Is he dead?" the dark-skinned goth woman asked.
"Not yet, but almost." The bad priest replied.
"The greatest bishop has told us not to kill people in Academy City unless it is absolutely necessary." The dark-skinned Gothic woman seemed to have some conscience.
"Ask him about the location of A Certain Magical Index before he dies, and then leave quickly." Okay, the preface is withdrawn.
"Yeah." The bad priest nodded, and then gave Kamijou boy a slap in the face.
The young man woke up dizzy.
¡°Where is Index?¡± asked the bad priest.
"I don't know-" After Kamijou boy finished speaking, he saw that the bad priest was about to swing his punch, and calculated the angle that it should be a slap in the face, he immediately added: "She was taken away by her brother!"
"Her brother?! Where did Index get her brother?!" The bad priest seemed to be hurt by the boy's words, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he could cut the boy into pieces just before he looked at it.
"Her brother's name is Wright - Wright Stuart!" At the last moment, Kamijou boy saved his life - and then he fainted.
The bad priest let go of his hand and threw the Kamijou boy to the ground. Then he spit out a piece of cigarette butt and stamped it out. Lighted another one.
"Wright Stuart? Have you heard of this man?" the dark-skinned goth woman asked.
"I haven't heard of it"?, but you can probably guess it. "My image flashed across the bad priest's mind. Then he laughed maliciously.
"Okay, let's go. Let's go meet His Highness Wright." The bad priest hummed. Then he walked towards the outskirts of Academy City.
The dark-skinned Gothic woman followed closely, her voice uncertain: "Wait, you mean His Highness Wright?! Could it be that you are talking about¡ª¡ª"
"That's right, that's the one named Baldwin." The bad priest finished smoking another cigarette, then took out the cigarette case - it was gone. I couldn't help but snorted and threw rubbish everywhere.
¡°Are you crazy to fight with that kind of monster?!¡± the Goth girl shouted at him.
The bad priest didn't blink, and seemed to be very sad: "Don't worry, even if we lose, he will probably spare our lives. Of course, if you are afraid, you can go back by yourself first. But the greatest bishop is "
"You dare to threaten me?!" the Goth girl was angry.
"I'm just stating the facts," the bad priest said.
"Damn it! If I had known better, I shouldn't have accepted this task." The Gothic woman cursed bitterly. It seems that he has accepted his fate.