Zongman started from grabbing girls with Wuhe Shidao

The quilt that I was holding in my hand fell to the ground.

It was weird and inexplicable.The girl seemed to be passed out on the railing, her waist was leaning against the railing of the balcony, her body was bent in half, her hands and feet were hanging down.

About... fourteen or fifteen?It feels like he should be a year or two younger than Kamijou.It seems to be a foreigner, not only the skin is very white, but the hair is also white... No, the hair is silver.Because the hair is very long and the upper body is upside down, the head is completely covered by the hair and the face cannot be seen.If you stand up, your hair should reach your waist, right?

"Wow, this is the first time I've seen a real nun..."

What is this kind of clothes called?Monastic clothing?It's the kind of clothes that church nuns wear anyway.

It looks like a one-piece dress that reaches the ankle length, but the hat on the head is different, it is wrapped with a piece of cloth.

But the general monk's uniform should be black, but the monk's uniform on this girl is pure white.The material should be silk, and every corner of the monastic uniform has golden embroidery, so even if it is the same cut clothes, it looks and feels completely different from ordinary nun uniforms.It's like the kind of Western-style teacup painted with gold lines that the nouveau riche likes most.

Suddenly, the girl's beautiful fingers trembled.

The head that was hanging down slowly rose up.The silky silver long hair was naturally parted on both sides, as if the curtains were drawn, and the girl's face appeared in front of Kamijou.

This girl looks pretty cute.With fair skin and green eyes, Kamijou, who has never been abroad, feels very fresh, looking like a doll.

However, the reason Kamijou started to panic was not because she was cute.

It's because she's a "foreigner".Kamijou’s English proficiency was once commented by an English teacher: "You will be locked up in the country for the rest of your life!" If this beautiful girl from an unknown country is a salesman, no matter whether she sells duvets or something, go to Kamijou. Tiao would probably involuntarily pull out his wallet.

"I......"

The girl's lovely dry lips slowly spit out words.

Kamijou involuntarily took two steps back, and stepped on the yakisoba bread again.

"I am hungry."

"..."

For a moment, Kamijou thought he was too stupid to hear the foreign language spoken by the other party as Japanese.It's like an idiot elementary school student who can't understand the lyrics and just sings casually.

"hungry."

"..."

"hungry."

"..."

"I said... I'm hungry..."

Looking at Kamijou who has been maintaining a stiff state, the silver-haired girl seems to be expressing her dissatisfaction.

It's hopeless now, really hopeless.Why does it sound like she is speaking Japanese?

"Ah...uh..." Kamijou stared at the girl who was basking on the railing and said, "What's going on? Could it be that you're going to tell me that you're a passer-by who passed by and fell to the ground?" ?”

"It can also be said to be a hanging point."

"..." This girl's Japanese is really fluent.

"I'd appreciate it if you could give me a good meal."

Kamijou glanced at the sour yakisoba bread that he had trampled to pieces under his feet.

He decided that no matter what the origin of this woman was, he should not have anything to do with her.Kamijou thought wildly: let her live a happy life far away, and he handed the flattened yakisoba bread and plastic bag to the girl's mouth.

Kamijou thought: smelling this smell, no matter what kind of weirdo will run away, right?Just like in Kyoto, if the host brings out ochazuke, it means "seeing off"──

"Thank you. I'm going to start."

The chow mein bread was bitten like this.Including the plastic bag, and Kamijou's palm.

In this way, Kamijou began his day of life today amidst the wailing of misfortune.

"First, allow me to introduce myself."

"... why don't you explain why you hung it on my balcony──"

"My name is Index."

"Someone'd better believe that's the real name! What Index? Wouldn't it be quicker if I just called you 'Category'?"

"As you can see, I'm a clergyman. Ah, here's the point. Not the Vatican system, but the Puritan side of England."

"I don't understand that stuff, and don't avoid my question!"

"Hmm... the thing about the Forbidden Books Index is kind of hard to explain. Ah, my magic name is Dedicatus545."

"Hello? Hello? May I ask which star person's radio wave I am receiving right now?"

Seeing Kamijou disdainfully start digging his ear with his little finger, Index bit her thumbnail.

Why do you want to sit face to face with this kind of person around a low glass table, making it look like a blind date?

At this time, Kamijou was almost ready to go to school to take summer vacation make-up classes, but he didn't want to leave this inexplicable girl in his room just like that.

And the worst thing was that the silver-haired girl who called herself Index seemed to like this room very much, with an expression of wanting to lie down and roll around.

Is this also the "misfortune" that is summoned?If so, that's bad enough.

"So, if you can keep my Index well fed, I'll be very grateful."

"Why should I do that? What's the benefit of me increasing your favorability? If this triggers a strange condition and starts entering the 'Index route', it's better to cut it off and retrain."

"Uh... Excuse me, is this a buzzword? Sorry, I don't seem to understand what you're talking about."

As expected of a foreigner, I don't understand Japanese otaku culture.

"But if you drive me out, will I fall to the ground after walking three steps?" said the girl.

"...Falling to the ground? That's none of my business."

"At that time, I will use my last strength to write a suicide note, including a portrait of you."

"what……?"

"If I was rescued, I might say that I was imprisoned in this room and was tortured out of shape... Even this strange cross-dressing, I would say that you forced me to wear it."

"How dare you threaten me! In fact, you know otaku culture very well!"

"?"

Index tilted her head with a puzzled expression, like a kitten seeing a mirror for the first time.