Lost Narrative Poetry

"I'll do it, I'll do it! Hurry up and stop whining here!"

Finally unable to bear it anymore, the brown-haired girl rolled her eyes, rushed forward, and snatched the digital camera from Xia Ran's hand.

She suspected that if she hadn't been more decisive, this guy would really be able to start on-site teaching and teach the woman step by step how to use digital equipment and master shooting techniques until she learned it... Not to mention Kamijou Touma's spiky head, she saw I felt like my blood pressure was soaring at this scene.

Can you look at the occasion? It's obvious that now is not the time to do such a thing!

It's like an earthquake has occurred and everyone is busy running for their lives, but some people have no sense of crisis at all, and are even in the mood to consider whether their computers have been shut down and whether their games have been properly backed up and archived... It can really make other people happy. When I saw it, I was almost pissed to death.

"You?" The magician raised his eyebrows and looked at Misaka Mikoto suspiciously, not hiding his distrust: "Can you do it?"

The average girl should be able to master the skills of taking photos. Even the skill of retouching is not considered an advanced advanced ability. It is also just a basic and necessary skill.

But that is a branch of the skill tree that only ordinary girls can light up... As for the brown-haired girl in front of her, she does not belong to ordinary girls no matter how you look at it, so Xia Ran seriously doubts that she does not have the necessary skills for such a girl. Prepare skills.

Use the forty-five-degree angle mechanical repair method on the vending machine. When you see Kamijou Touma, you will chase him all the way. When you are bored, you will go to Wushuang gangsters...

This is the electromagnetic gun!

Retouching pictures to beautify her face, taking various photos all the time, and sharing her life in her personal space are really hard to associate with Misaka Mikoto.

"You don't have to worry about this, just leave it to me... Please solve this matter quickly, please!" Misaka Mikoto said through gritted teeth. Her slender fingers holding the digital camera couldn't help but squeeze hard, and her knuckles turned white. At the same time, the camera made some strange rattling sounds.

Xia Ran glanced at the digital equipment she had just bought a little worriedly. Xia Ran hesitated for a moment, nodded, and decided to trust the other person: "Then be prepared, find a good shooting angle, and don't hesitate later. , the chance only lasts a moment, you must take a perfect shot for me..."

"I know, I know! Can you hurry up and stop being so fussy!" Black lines appeared on the forehead of the brown-haired girl.

As for Kamijou Touma, who was trying his best to resist the beam of light, his lips were trembling. He didn't even know what the complicated emotions in his heart were, grief and anger or despair? Or is it a bit of both?

Why are you so unlucky?

Die, die, die! He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that his right hand was numb, just like the vegetable leaves on the edge of the oven, which were rapidly losing moisture under the high temperature and becoming dry and shrinking...

But he was able to persist until now. He had obviously heard his wrist making strange noises from just now. It was creaking and it sounded particularly bad, but he just managed to hold on. .

His wrist was not broken, and his fingers were not broken due to the tremendous pressure. Even his fingernails were extremely strong, without cracking or bleeding. His right palm still stubbornly withstood the direct impact of the magic light beam.

what is the reason behind the scene?

Could it be that not much time has actually been wasted? From the time when I just felt I couldn't hold on until now, not a few seconds have actually passed? Is it just because I find it unbearable and feel that I have reached my limit, that is why I feel like this, as if time passes very slowly?

The hedgehog-headed boy subconsciously thought this. It seems that the so-called "theory of relativity" is just like this. When a person is with the person he likes, the happy time is always so short, and a day is like an hour.

And when a person suffers pain, such as being forced to hold a red-hot iron, the painful time seems to pass very slowly, and an hour seems like a long day.

"Yes, you just need to have such necessary qualities. You can't be like some people who don't know if they are girls or not and can't even take pictures. How will you get married in the future..." The magician clicked with great satisfaction. Head, said happily.

Although I don’t know what Misaka Mikoto’s photography skills are and whether he is professional, his responsibility and momentum are worthy of his praise.

She doesn't look like some girls. She is said to be one of the top ten magicians in London and less than twenty "saints" in the world. In fact, she is just a mechanical idiot who only knows how to use a mobile phone and doesn't even know how to use a camera. Even if I asked her to help take a photo, I would be at a loss, panic and confused.

He turned around and waved his hand, directly took away the Seven Heavens Seven Swords that he had just returned to Kanzaki Kaori, and strode forward in the direction of Kamijou Touma.

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"..."

Misaka Mikoto was left biting her lower lip and holding up the digital device in her hand angrily.

As for Kanzaki Kaori next to her, she was standing there alone. She still maintained the same posture as before, listening subconsciously, reaching out to take the camera handed over by someone, forcing herself to work hard to learn advanced skills at the critical moment. How to use the machine.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, the job was snatched away by the brown-haired girl next to him. Not to mention, the man also said some incomprehensible words in front of her... This made the girl "Saint" immediately tremble with anger after she reacted. She was sweating all over her body and her hands and feet were cold on a hot day.

She felt that the words she just said were full of oppression against her. Can this person get better?

"...You are finally here..."

The boy Kamijou struggled to hold up the beam of light, with a sad face. Hearing the footsteps approaching behind him, he finally felt that he had hope in life, and it was really not easy for him.

Although he has always been unlucky and has an unfortunate constitution that always involves him in various bad situations and accidents, such an unfortunate encounter as today was still the first time he experienced it for Kamijou Touma. .

It felt like I was falling off a cliff. I managed to hold on to the edge of the cliff, but I could still fall down at any time and risk death...

And the people on the edge of the cliff not only did not rush over to help immediately, but they were still chatting and laughing, looking for angles, taking photos, and preparing to post on WeChat Moments later... Please help him with his psychological shadow. ?

"Of course, I will only be absent and never late." Xia Ran nodded humbly, passed Kamijou Touma's position, and continued walking forward, which was the direction of Index.

The silver-haired little nun's eyes were blank, and only the bright red magic circle was projected to the outside world. She was simultaneously activating the two magics of "St. George's Sanctuary" and "Dragon Breath".

The former is that the magic circle is centered near the center of her eyebrows. As the connection point between the two magic circles, cracks are generated in all directions and extend to every corner of the space, like a defensive wall, preventing anyone from approaching the silver-haired nun.

This is the most effective magic against single intruders activated by the defense system "Automatic Script" when Index is in crisis.

The latter is based on the former. A white beam of about one meter in diameter is emitted from the depth of the crack in the space created by "St. George's Sanctuary". It has the ability to kill a giant dragon. Offensive magic with terrifying power.

There is something "something" inside the crack in that space.

The beam of light is emitted by it.

Kamijou Touma cannot completely defeat the light pillar, because the light pillar is constantly being generated, and Fantasy Killer's processing speed cannot keep up with the generation efficiency of the light pillar, unless the core that creates the light pillar is defeated... But he cannot do this, not to mention that he can We cannot suppress the fact that the light beam is approaching the past step by step and approaching the core.

He also noticed the existence of that "thing" inside the dark crack, and his intuition told him that it was a terror that he was absolutely unable to defeat. As long as it was seen, he would never survive.

But Xia Ran didn't feel this way at all. He dragged the two-meter-long sword straight, his long black hair swinging back and forth freely behind him, approaching the dark crack step by step, his eyes staring straight into the depths. things at.

Locking the target from the existential level, he raised the long blade, clasped his hands, and stood still not far in front of the dark crack.

"Come on, rush out and let me chop you to death..." the magician whispered, his eyes full of eager anticipation, but his aura gradually settled down, and for a while he felt a kind of spiritual concentration. Solid master image.

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"..."

At the same time, both Kamijou Touma and others subconsciously held their breath. After all, according to convention, what follows should be an extremely exciting and eye-popping scene, right?

Although Misaka Mikoto was not angry, she still subconsciously raised the digital camera in her hand, ready to capture the thrilling shots that would appear next... As for the shivering Kanzaki Kaori, it was at this moment that she suddenly woke up. come over.

Wait, what did this man just say? He wants to... kill the "Dragon King"?

However, before the girl "Saint" could do anything, a sudden change occurred on the scene!

Bang!

Kamijou Touma suddenly felt a lightness in his hand, and the huge force that he could not withstand disappeared without any warning. However, he still maintained the posture and direction of exerting force, so he rushed forward. When I went out, I fell flatly on the ground and almost lost my breath.

The moment the light pillar disappeared, the dark cracks quickly began to disappear. The cracks that spread in all directions disappeared into the void in the blink of an eye, as if they had never appeared before.

The center of the largest space crack not far from the eyebrows in front of Index was also shrinking rapidly, as if the source of the phenomenon of tearing the space was also because of the encounter with Xia Ran, who cowered and ran away when she saw his figure. Dare to stay for a moment longer.

"Wait! What happened to you?!"

The magician's expression changed, and he quickly threw away the sword in his hand, and rushed over. Before the black crack shrank completely, he put his hands in, grabbed the person inside, and turned around to run away. 's tail.

He dragged part of the thing hard with one hand and pulled it out, while the other hand was directly clenched into a fist and said hard towards it——

"Where's my world-class shot?! Come out! Come out! What's wrong with you!!"

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"..."

Probably because of the suddenness of the incident, everyone at the scene was shocked and speechless by the scene in front of them.

"Don't do this! Don't do this! Forget it..." Kanzaki Kaori finally came to his senses and immediately rushed forward to try to stop Xia Ran's excessive behavior, with a wry smile and a frightened expression on his face.

Others also woke up one after another, such as Misaka Mikoto and Kamijou Touma, who immediately rushed forward.

Several people worked together and finally managed to hold the excited magician's hands and feet and pull him back.

And the dark crack also seized this opportunity, completely shrinking into a point the size of a needle tip, and finally disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared before. This look can even make people imagine that when it was running for its life, there was something there. What a feeling of panic and embarrassment.

"The fight against a single intruder... failed. Based on the information from the 13,000 books in the "library", we are reacquiring the magic formula and starting to prepare to execute specific magic to fight against the intruder..."

The bright red color in the eyes of the little silver-haired nun, who was manipulated by invisible threads like a puppet, also faded away, leaving only empty eyes without any emotion or color, but only after less than a second, She started speaking in the same dry, stick-reading tone.

"Wait! How can I let you do this again?"

Kamijou Touma was so excited that he turned around and rushed forward without thinking, roaring angrily.

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Half an hour later.

The window next to the bed was open, the pure white curtains swayed in the wind, and outside the window was the night view of Academy City. Since the walls, floor, and ceiling are all white, the sense of distance is uneven, so it feels particularly spacious.

The red-haired delinquent priest was lying quietly on the bed, his eyes closed, and his body covered with bandages. He still didn't wake up. A large group of people stood around the hospital bed, making the space in the ward crowded. No one spoke, but their expressions were subtle and their eyes were complex.

Index bit her finger and looked around. She was probably frightened by the silent atmosphere and did not dare to say anything. She just quietly shrank behind the hedgehog-headed boy beside her.

"Ahem, don't be so sullen. Everyone should be happier. Isn't the matter settled satisfactorily now?"

Xia Ran raised his fist to his mouth, coughed lightly, and was the first to break the unusual silence.

"Isn't it great that a world where no one gets hurt is as simple as that?"

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"..."

Glancing silently at Steele who was lying on the hospital bed in front of him, Kanzaki Kaori twitched the corners of his lips and did not try to refute what this man said. He just sighed and said: "Yes, it's really good. Thank you for letting us discover the truth."

"You're welcome, just remember what you promised..." The magician lowered his head and checked the camera in his hand, regretting that the world-class shot he was looking forward to was not captured.

"What... did I promise?" The girl was stunned for a moment. What did she promise?

"Speaking of which, senior, aren't you going to explain it to us?" Saten Ruiko couldn't help but ask this question at this time. Her eyes seemed to be shining with the brilliance of little stars, "The previous Are those magic?"

"Magic... are you kidding me?" Mugino's lips twitched, and she immediately denied such a ridiculous possibility.

"Yes, how could there be magic..." Misaka Mikoto echoed repeatedly, but even though she said such words, her eyes were fixed on someone for a moment.

Her arrogant character destined her to behave awkwardly, and she would not be as frank as Saten Ruiko.

"That's right. You are all grown up now. It's time to accept the reality. Shouldn't you have known this for a long time? How could something as unscientific as magic exist? It's just a figment in fantasy works, and Our superpowers in reality are different."

The magician said seriously——

"Actually, everything just now was just an illusion. It was because I used my ability. It was because I used Mirror Flowers and Water Moon..."

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"..."

Everyone stared at him awkwardly.

"Speaking of which, I really want to thank you for what happened this time."

At this time, Kamijou Touma took a deep breath when he noticed the cold scene. He took the initiative to step forward, touched the back of his head and said with some embarrassment: "Thank you for your help, I... I don't know how to thank you." , but if there is a need for me, I will definitely take responsibility!"

"That's it..." Xia Ran glanced at him and patted him on the shoulder with approval, "Very good! Responsible!"

"Haha..." The boy with the hedgehog head felt a little embarrassed by the compliment.

Jingle Bell--

The monotonous cell phone ringtone rang.

Xia Ran answered the phone: "Hello? Oh, it's me...what? The security branch...the repair and reconstruction costs of the destroyed streets? Eh, this..."

The corners of the hedgehog-headed boy's eyes twitched desperately. He suddenly had the urge to travel back in time and space ten seconds ago and kill himself!

Fool! What a fool! Why are you saying this at this time?

The cost of repairing and rebuilding several streets and entire blocks…

Every cell in his body was trembling, and the empty pupils of the hedgehog's head seemed to reflect a sad future.