I really lost to her, why do I have the feeling that I am the only one who is a dirty son?

wait!Want to eat? !

Kamijou stormed towards the kitchen angrily.Anyway, those things in the refrigerator are smelly now, and it's no pain or itching for Kamijou's purse to stuff them all for her to eat.So Kamijou threw all the rest of the food into the frying pan and started frying it like vegetables.Anyway, after heating, it probably won't kill you if you eat it, right?

Then again, where did this girl come from?

Of course there are foreigners in Academy City, but this girl doesn't have a "feel" that is unique to the residents here.But it would be strange to say that she came from another place.

Although the slogan of Academy City on the surface is "a city with hundreds of schools", in actual operation it is more like "a large school full of student dormitories".

The range can cover one-third of Tokyo, surrounded by walls like the Great Wall of China. Although it is not as strict as a prison, it is not so easy to come in casually.

It seems that nothing is controlling access, but in fact, under the guise of experimental purposes, the three artificial satellites that have been launched into the sky are monitoring the entire city all the time.

All people who enter and exit will be tracked and investigated. As long as there is any suspicious person in the city that is inconsistent with the entry and exit records of the gate, the guards and the discipline committee members of each school will be dispatched immediately...

However, maybe it was because the girl who was discharged yesterday attracted dark clouds and thunder, so the artificial satellite didn't notice that the girl broke in, right?Kamijou thought.

"By the way, why are you hanging on the railing of my balcony?"

Kamijou poured soy sauce into the cauldron full of malice, and asked the girl.

"I'm not hanging around."

"Then what's the matter? Don't tell me that you are just hanging there with the wind."

"...The situation seems to be a bit similar."

Kamijou, who was originally just joking, turned his head to look at the girl unconsciously.

"I wanted to jump from the roof of that building to the roof of this one, but I fell."

roof?Kamijou looked at the ceiling.

This is a small corner of cheap student dormitories, and the eight-story dormitories that look exactly the same are neatly arranged.

Just by looking at the balcony, you can tell that the distance between the buildings is less than two meters.It is indeed not impossible to fall from that roof to this roof with a run-up and long jump, but...

"Really? The roof is eight stories high? If you're not careful, you'll be ready to reincarnate!"

"Well, people who commit suicide are not even allowed to have a grave." Index gave an inexplicable answer, and then said: "But there is no way. At that time, the only way I wanted to escape was to do so."

"Escape...for your life?"

Kamijou couldn't help frowning upon hearing this word full of danger.But Index made a "hmm" like a child and continued:

"Someone is chasing me."

"........."

The hand shaking the frying pan stopped involuntarily.

"Actually, I could have jumped over it, but halfway through the jump, I was hit in the back."

The girl who called herself Index seemed to be smiling.

"It ended up falling down and hanging on the railing of your house. I'm so sorry."

Neither self-deprecation nor sarcasm, she just smiled innocently at Kamijou Touma.

"Being hit……?"

"Huh? Ah... don't worry about my injuries, this dress has the effect of 'defense barrier'."

What is the "defense enchantment"?Is it a bulletproof vest?

The girl turned around, as if showing off her new clothes, but she didn't look injured.But has she really been "hit"?If it is said that all of this is her fantasy, it may be even more believable.

but……

At least one thing is certain, that is, she is really hanging on the balcony railing on the seventh floor of my house.

What if... what this girl said is true?

So who the hell attacked her?

Kamijou began to think.

How much courage does it take to jump from the roof of an eight-story building to another?How lucky is it to be able to hang on the balcony on the seventh floor?How much does it mean to fall to the ground?

"Because someone is chasing me."

Index said with a smile, how many complicated stories are behind her expression?

Kamijou didn't understand anything about Index at all, and of course he couldn't understand what she said.

And even if Index explained it to him in detail from beginning to end, he probably wouldn't understand half of it, and he wouldn't even try to understand the other half that he didn't understand.

However, Kamijou understood one fact.

That was the fact that she was hanging on the balcony on the seventh floor.One got it wrong, the fact that she might fall on the asphalt.This fact worried Kamijou endlessly.

"meal……"

Index's face poked out from behind Kamijou.She holds the chopsticks in a clenched fist.It seems that although she speaks Japanese fluently, she still doesn't know how to use chopsticks.

She looked at the frying pan excitedly, with the eyes of a kitten picked up from a wet corrugated box on a rainy day.

"......what."

In the frying pan, there are "stir-fried vegetables" made of ingredients that are no different from garbage.

Looking at this hungry girl, Kamijou could feel the angel Kamijou struggling in pain inside his body.

"Ah... uh... I... Let me say, since you are so hungry, don't eat this kind of unpalatable food cooked by boys with leftovers, why don't we go to the public restaurant! Or order delivery Row!"

"I can't wait..."

"...ah... woo..."

"And it doesn't look bad. This is something you cook for me without asking for anything in return. It must be delicious."

At this time, Index really looked like a nun, with a shining smile.

Ignoring Kamijou whose entire stomach was churning, Index clenched her fists and picked up the food in the pan with chopsticks and put it into her mouth.

Chew and chew.

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