Dimensionality Reduction! Two-dimensional!

Even though he said so, the boy still glanced at the content of the letter, the general idea is as follows:

"I won't waste my time talking to you politely."

Hi, the 14-year-old red hair is so arrogant!

"...Although I really want to say to you, 'you did a good job, boy, but I just don't like it'-but if I want to write these personal thoughts, maybe cutting down all the trees in the world to make paper is not enough for me to write, So I'm omitting that part too, brat."

Wait, this tone...

Steele can't really have a problem, his sexual orientation?

It's a bit creepy even if it's two instruments.

The article in this tone was filled with eight sheets of letter paper. The boy's expression continued to twitch, but he never said a word. He crumpled each sheet carefully, and then put them on the ground gracefully!

Also jump up and step on!

"Damn gay!"

A troubled expression gradually appeared on Doctor Frog's face, but seeing his strong low pressure, the doctor dared not say anything.

Even a gentle person like Liangyi felt chills about the contents of the letter—he wondered if Steele had never written the letter, because a lot of the wording and tone of it contained problems, more like a girl in love What to write to your boyfriend...

His eyes stopped on the ninth—the last piece of letter paper, which wrote the following:

"In short, based on the most basic courtesy, since you have helped us, I will explain the current situation of the child to you, so that you will not come to us in the future to return favors."

"Ghosts will go to your group of unscientific people..."

The young man read brokenly, and continued to read: "Let me say it first, we will be enemies next time we meet, and we just can't trust science. The order issued by the upper echelon of the Puritan Church in the United Kingdom apparently requires us to take the child back immediately. , but in fact they are also waiting to see the future development. Although personally speaking, I really can't bear to let that child stay by your side for a second..."

How about returning the little yellow book to you?

Touma has been even more unfortunate since meeting her.

Glancing sideways at the still ignorant Index, the young man snorted coldly.

"However, the child now has a record of using the knowledge of grimoires to cast magic. Does she have the ability to cast magic according to her own will? ... However, it is unlikely that the lost magic power will be restored. We Just proceed with caution, after all, how terrifying is a Demon God who can freely manipulate [-] grimoires."

Liangyi rubbed his temples for a long time before he figured out what he wanted to say. It was nothing more than a little worried that Index would use the [-] grimoires in his mind to do some bad things.

One hundred and three thousand volumes... Liangyi suddenly became a little curious. In fact, he really didn't study much magic in this world.

Back then, the creator pushed the entire world horizontally by virtue of gravity control, and there was still no time to study the four fundamental forces. How could he be interested in those supernatural things?

Although he is more curious about whether the legendary demon god really exists, he has never studied magic—it is probably because scientists are naturally dismissive of these things.

"—By the way, this does not mean that I will just give the child to you. After we have collected enough information and the equipment is complete, we will come to take the child back. I don't like to sneak attack on others, so Just be mentally prepared to wait."

...How come there is an illusion that magicians left cruel words after failing to defeat the Great Demon King?

"PS: This letter will automatically explode as soon as you read it. Although it is thanks to you that we discovered the truth, it is your punishment to play this kind of 'bet' without our consent. I It probably will blow up a finger of your proud right hand."

Liangyi's expression changed, and he, who is keen on space, clearly felt that the density in the air began to decrease sharply, and the temperature also rose rapidly.

He turned over the envelope, and it turned out that Stiyl's best runes were drawn on it.

As soon as a spark appeared in the eyes of the three of them, everything in his hand was turned into fly ash by a slight shock.

There was the smell of burnt paper in the air.

"Ha, don't be surprised, oh, the bastard who wrote the letter soaked the letter paper in liquefied explosives..."

Liangyi smiled calmly, stood up and thanked Nether Earth Chasing Soul again.

"I told you not to be so polite."

Doctor Frog looked at him curiously: "If I'm not mistaken...you are a space-type ability user?"

"Yes."

"It's really rare, space department..."

………………

In the ward of the single room, Liangyi and Index stood in front of the bed.

The walls, floor and ceiling are all white, which will cause visual error to the naked eye, and it feels very spacious.

The young man with the hedgehog head sat up on the pure white bed with a bandage on his right shoulder.

The window beside the bed was open, and the pure white curtains swayed in the wind.

The breeze outside the window blew through Toma's broken hair, and the melancholy face carried a color they couldn't understand.

"What are you looking at?"

"The scenery outside belongs to them, I have nothing..."

Liangyi and the silver-haired Lolita looked at each other, and slapped him on the shoulder angrily: "Speak well."

Kamijou's expression suddenly became pitiful: "I'm hungry..."

Liangyi was about to laugh, glanced at Index who didn't know what to do, and said to her friend in a low voice: "Comfort her well, I always feel that if I stay here again to be a light bulb, she will turn me on." Bite your head off."

"Hey……"

The young man waved his hands gracefully and walked to the door of the ward, with a smile that could not be concealed in his voice: "I'll go and buy you something to eat first, come on, Lolicon..."

"I'm not!"

The hedgehog head yelled at the closed door, and then saw the silver-haired foodie rushing over with teary eyes.

...In this situation, if you say that you are not a lolicon, who will believe it?

"Dang, when Ma..."

Index threw herself into his arms, her big emerald eyes were filled with tears, the boy had to sigh resignedly.

Liangyi Yao is also sighing now.

Right at the entrance of the hospital, Tokiwadai's trump card, the fifth place, Shokuhou Misaka, stood there bored. The petite girl attracted a lot of attention, but these people subconsciously stayed away from her.

The fluffy blond hair was blown a few strands by the morning breeze, and the big star eyes were full of boredom, but they shone brightly the moment they saw him.

Still wearing the Tokiwadai uniform, the girl walked up to him like a queen with her hands behind her back, raised her head slightly, and squinted one eye to be cute: "Oh ha..."

"Not bad."

After touching his nose, the boy naturally took her little hand: "Why are you here today?"

"how?"

Shokuhou frowned uncomfortably: "You want that discharge girl to come, right? Hmph, she was fined to sweep the entire swimming pool today, so she can't even come..."

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Before you know it, there are already 70 words, time flies so fast

Chapter 271 Chapter 38 Bushu Toxin is a very considerate girlfriend

Three days later, Kamijou Touma was discharged from the hospital.

"It's still so hot today..."

"……Um."

Wearing a cool blue gothic dress, Bu Shu Texin looked around with some doubts, and his plain tone was unavoidably strange: "...Why did you choose the hospital?"

On the bench in the grass of the hospital, Liangyi took a silent look at a ward on the second floor: "Because that kid from Dang Ma was discharged from the hospital today, so I had to come here early in the morning."

Talking about this to his girlfriend in name, he got a little angry: "That's why I said that people with prickly hairs are bastards. I originally brought him breakfast with good intentions. Guess what I saw when I walked in..."

There was that unspeakable expression on his face: "Damn...he Kamijou-san is with Index... tsk tsk tsk, it's unbelievable——I misread him!"

Bu Shu Dixin didn't pay much attention to what he said. This iceberg-like three-no girl was hooking his little finger with her little finger, with a focused expression, as if she was studying some important topic.

Liangyi talked for a long time before he noticed that this guy didn't seem to listen to a word, just playing with his fingers...

what can we play for fun?

"Honey, what are you doing?"

Entangling her soft and boneless little finger, interlocking his fingers, the young man approached the cloth beam slightly with a smile on his face, looking at the pretty little face that was always expressionless, smelling the girl's indistinct body. Xiang and some nervous breathing, the worries about certain things in my heart were gradually wiped away.

Bushu Dixin, in the first world line, she was not actually his girlfriend.

The turning point of all is that when Fu Chunshu recruited them, the two chose different paths.

Liangyi Yao, or the Creator, was quite interested in the plan proposed by the mean-looking scientist.

From that point on, the two have parted ways and no longer communicate.

Until Bu Shu Texin, who went to the United States for unknown reasons, died unexpectedly.

How did he feel when he heard the news?

He who had almost lost all his emotions heard the news of Yi Ren's death, and was silent for a long time. Then he suspended his research project of the Absolutely Capable Person Project for a day, and sat silently for a whole day and night in the milk tea shop she used to like to go to most.

After that day, he became more rational, as if he had thrown away all unnecessary feelings and fetters, and concentrated on research.

"Texin..."

The other hand gently caressed the smooth and delicate face, his eyes were deep and heartbroken, as well as deep regret and self-blame.

"……what?"

The girl couldn't feel the guilt in his heart, but she could feel the tenderness in her lover's eyes, and her ears turned red in a panic: "Didn't you say...that friend of yours, he was discharged from the hospital today?"

In a panic, Bushu Dixin will temporarily forget those strange English oral habits.

Very interesting phenomenon.

The warm hand was on the face, leaving the illusion of heat, and the face that was getting closer was reflected in the dark blue eyes.

The girl subconsciously clenched her little hand tightly, and the palm of the hand interlocked with the other's fingers was already sweating.

"I don't know what to say..."

Kamijou Touma in the ward on the second floor twitched his face, took another look at the couple who were kissing on the bench downstairs, and closed the curtains: "You bastard, Liangyi, not only is he in love with Senior Sister Kirigaoka, And he is also entangled with his own students... This is two boats, and he will be hit by a hatchet."

Scratching his head in distress, as a close friend, it's best to keep silent on this kind of matter, don't even ask.