Just entered the killing god, join the chat group.

And it wasn't Misaka Mikoto who wiped out the food for five people, but the silver-haired nun she met in the seminary that night.

The Last Work opened his mouth and stared blankly at the silver-haired nun, his eyes filled with admiration after a while.

"I'm done eating."

Like a dog licking a plate, the silver-haired nun patted her belly and nodded in satisfaction.

Just when Misaka Mikoto thought she was finally full, she heard the nun beckoning to the waiter again.

"Another one, please."

"..."

Misaka Mikoto's body shook completely.

She touched her wallet, recalled the balance in the ID card, and suddenly 28's face was bitter.

What the hell did she pick up and bring home!

If I knew it earlier, I should have thrown this edible guy to that star-eyed one!

"Ah, Misaka-san, how are you doing these days?"

Just as Misaka Mikoto was worrying about how to spend the remaining days, a familiar voice came from beside her ear.

Raising her head, she suddenly found that Shokuhou Misaki, who was wearing the same school uniform as her, was staring at her with her arms crossed and a malicious smile on her face.

"Aah~~~"

Shokuhou Misaki covered her mouth in surprise, glanced at the silver-haired nun who was still eating, and spoke in a strange way.

"Looks like Misaka's big family is thriving."

"Star Eyes!"

Facing Shokuhou Misaki's ridicule, Misaka Mikoto immediately pushed back.

"Don't forget your promise that night, you said you would eat Fatty on the spot!"

The resentment accumulated in the past few days was vented out.

Misaka Mikoto is not as good at talking as Shokuhou Misaki, but she is an actionist and will do whatever comes to her mind.

Having said that, the brown-haired girl pinched her finger bones and made a crackling sound.

"Or do you want me to help you?"

She wasn't in a good mood, and she was already at odds with Shokuhou Misaki, so now that the other party was on the point of a gun, she naturally wanted to vent.

Hearing this, Shokuhou Misaki's face changed slightly.

"Wait! Although the agreement is counted, I said that a miracle happened that night. You see, this nun is obviously a cute girl, no different from ordinary people, right? So it is not a miracle at all, it should be mine. Victory is right!"

cute girl?

Misaka Mikoto glanced at the nun.

This thing is a girl?

It is clearly a very edible pig, right?

It's just wearing a girl's coat.

"Are you saying you won?"

An electric arc flashed through Misaka Mikoto's hair.

"Wait a moment!"

Seeing this scene, Shokuhou Misaki spoke quickly.

She is a typical sports idiot, not to mention that ability does not work against Misaka Mikoto, so when she saw that she wanted to stop talking about martial arts, she immediately changed her words.

"Forget it this time, we don't owe anyone anything."

The arc disappeared, and Misaka Mikoto sat back down again.

After all, it is impossible for her to really let Shokuhou Misaki eat her fat.

Seeing this, Shokuhou Misaki also took his seat, sitting next to the last work.

The girl with honey-colored blonde hair stared at Misaka Misaka's side face, only feeling a bit hazy in her memory.

The last work reminded her of the dead Taoli.

And the reason why she came to Misaka Mikoto again and again was because Dori was a clone of Misaka Mikoto.

Touching the scene makes her fall in love and hate at the same time.

"Hello, Shokuhou-san."

The last one is polite.

"Ah."

Hearing this, Shokuhou Misaki smiled and narrowed his eyes.

After stroking her head, he looked at Misaka Mikoto and asked in a low voice.

"So, have you found out the origin of this child?"

She was referring to the silver-haired nun.

Although it is difficult to call it a "miracle", falling from the theology area at night for no reason makes people wonder if Academy City is secretly conducting some weird experiments.

"No."

Misaka Mikoto shook her head.

"I went to those churches, and they all told me that there are no such small nuns."

In a daze, she recalled the memories of the previous chat group.

Bai Chen seemed to have told her to be careful of magic.

"I suspect she's on the magic side."

"Magic side?"

Shokuhou Misaki frowned slightly.

"Could you have been deceived by this child? Where is there any magic in the world?"

She has lived in the world of technology since she was a child, and all the knowledge she has learned is based on technology. Magic and the like only exist in legends and movies.

"I've heard what you said."

At this time, the nun on the opposite side of the dining table finally spoke after eating a chicken leg.

The nun showed an overly pure smile. At this moment, Shokuhou Misaki and Misaka Mikoto thought she was a real saint.

"First of all, I am very grateful for the care I have taken these past few days, but as the three of you can see, I am indeed from the magic side, and I am also a priest of the British Puritan Church."

"English Puritanism? What's that?"

Shokuhou Misaki knew very little about the church, and usually 750 would not be aware of relevant information at all.

"It's the Church of God, but don't confuse us with Christianity and Catholicism."

While eating, he also explained.

"My name is Index, and my magic name is dedicatus545. You should understand now, right?"

"???"

Shokuhou Misaki looked confused.

She looked at Misaka Mikoto, and found that Misaka Mikoto also had a helpless look on her face.

"She told me that before."

"I don't think it's a church, but a group similar to Academy City's collection of bad boys, claiming that they will be condemned if they don't believe in God, and then force people to join a strange brainwashing organization?"

Shokuhou Misaki tilted his head suspiciously.

"It feels like you're mocking us."

Index's expression became dangerous, and she made a grinding sound.

"Anyway, it's hard for me to believe that there is any magic in this world."

Shokuhou Misaki still didn't believe it, she was more willing to believe that it was just a child's imagination.

"Why don't you take her to the hospital?"

Or, let her control Index's brain and read her memory?

Shokuhou Misaki quickly dismissed the idea.

Even if it is a stranger, she will not easily read other people's memories.

"I do think it has credibility."

Misaka Mikoto said. .

Chapter 240 Eighth Magic Forbidden Book Catalog!!

Originally, like Shokuhou Misaki, she was also a firm materialist.

It is natural to develop superpowers by instilling drugs, electric shocks, or wearing headphones to listen to a certain frequency.

If you think about it the other way around, magic is real, as it should be.

After hearing her theory, Shokuhou Misaki opened her eyes wide.

She never thought that the third person in the dignified Academy City would say such a thing.

"You are such a good man, willing to believe what I say!"

Index was rather happy.

It used to be like a cat with a dripping mood and a shrugging tail, but now it almost wags its tail.

"And you are willing to give me food! You must be the savior sent by God!"

"..."

Misaka Mikoto was a little embarrassed by the compliment.

She scratched her cheek, not knowing how to respond.

"I'm still leaning more toward my ideas."

Shokuhou Misaki, who failed to join the chat group and shattered her worldview, strengthened herself.

"I'm more inclined that this girl is either lying, or she was stimulated by something, resulting in a cognitive error, or it's just a second disease. Isn't cosplay very popular recently?"

Seeing Shokuhou Misaki's suspicious expression, Index put down the bowl, chopsticks and chicken legs, and made a confident declaration as if to show her status.

"Hmph! He is not only a magician, but also a library of [-] forbidden magic books! I also have another nickname, that is "Forbidden Art Catalogue"! Isn't it amazing!"

Index confidently puffed out her chest, her face full of complacency.

"One hundred and three thousand volumes?"

"Magic book?"

The two women looked at each other.

Misaka Mikoto asked subconsciously: "Then where is your magic book? Do you have the key to the library?"

One hundred and three thousand volumes is definitely a huge number.

No one can move around with a collection the size of a library.

"No."

Index shook her head.

"All the magic books are sealed in my body~". "

Every word of the nun makes people confused, it feels like being played by her deliberately.

Misaka Mikoto looked around to see if there was any ghost book.

Index has been staying at her home for the past two days, and Misaka sister will report to her immediately if there is anything unusual.