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Up and down the four directions, there is an endless void.

It has been floating in this dark ocean for I don't know how long.

Unlike ordinary people, for Tsukimiyama, who has experienced a dark life for more than ten years, this darkness makes her feel warm and peaceful.

She curled up.

Unable to think.

In other words, in this darkness, there is no such thing as 'thinking'.

Well, so be it.

She slowly 'sank'......

However, it can't be done.

Something was trying to stop her.

It made her feel irritated.

It was as if someone who hadn't slept for three days, huddled in a warm bed, but was being shaken and trying to wake her up from her dream.

"It's noisy!" She screamed.

With her shout, in the endless darkness, a little streamer suddenly bloomed!

……

Tsukimiyama slowly opened his eyes.

Then I saw ......

A fat face that is close to the limit, as if it is fiddling with something on its own face, and there is a slight unpleasantness in the left eye area.

"What the hell!"

The owner of the fat face was also startled by her, and his body retreated slightly.

Only then did Tsukimiyama see that it was a tall and fat bald old man, with small eyes and a wide mouth, flat facial features, which looked like the anthropomorphism of a certain mascot that Mikoto Misaka liked very much, holding a flashlight in his hand, and it seemed that he was opening Tsukimiyama's eyelids to observe the pupils before.

Tsukimiyama struggled to prop up his upper body with his arms, and found himself in a spacious and airy room, surrounded by white walls, with two hospital beds in the room, two empty glucose saline bottles hanging from the infusion stand on the side, covered with thin sheets, and a nervous smell of disinfectant water in his nose.

"It turned out to be Doctor Frog......" After making sure that he was not secretly caught by some strange guy for experiments, Tsukimiyama patted his chest in shock, and then complained, "What, the light I saw just now was actually just a flashlight?" It's rare that I thought that I had awakened the potential power buried in my body to transcend everything, and became a lv6 and reached the pinnacle of my life. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about? And you want to call me that name! Wouldn't it be nice to call me well! ”

"Okay, good, sister, chasing souls...... (Note 1)"

"Don't make a mistake!"

"Sorry, I bit my tongue." (Note 2)

The frog-faced doctor held his forehead speechlessly.

“…… In short, your body is fine, but the brain is overloaded because of the amount of calculations, and the body's self-protection mechanism has been dormant for three days, similar to the overheating protection of the computer. You were sent by the hedgehog head called Shangjo Dangma, and I heard that you were okay and went back, and I have visited the patient with the little nun in the past few days. By the way, the medical expenses are 147,000 yen, so please remember to pay. After a long speech, the doctor named Soul Chaser in the Underworld glanced at the file book in his hand, "It doesn't look like you're feeling unwell, I'll go see the other patients, just stay here by yourself, and the nurse will bring you dinner." ”

"Wait, what did you just say?" Yuejianshan's expression was awe-inspiring.

"A total of 147,000 yen was paid for hospitalization, medical treatment, and beds...... Don't look at me like that! I didn't overstate the expenses! ”

"One more sentence." Tsukimiyama waved his hand impatiently.

"The hedgehog-headed boy?"

"And then?" Tsukimiyama didn't even bother to say anything this time.

"The amount of computing exceeded the standard, and the brain was overloaded, so I was in a coma for three days......"

"Three days—" Tsukimiyama looked up and saw that the watch hanging on the wall pointed to eight o'clock.

"Wait, what are you going to do?" After seeing the girl's gaze move from the wall to the half-open window, the Soul Chaser of the Underworld suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

"I still have urgent matters, let's talk about money next time, bye-bye, that's all-" waved his hand at the Underworld Soul Chaser standing at the door, and Yuejian Mountain jumped up!

"Wait, I mean—" Soul Chaser was halfway through his words when he saw Tsukimiyama turn over and jump out of the window as a patient who had just woken up from a coma for three days.

However, three seconds later, with a distant scream, the girl, who was only wearing fat and sports bras, climbed back into the room through the window with difficulty, and angrily dragged a sheet over her body, "Where are my clothes?" ”

"I couldn't wash it off because it was stained with a lot of blood, so I threw it away. But I don't have any strange intentions, don't worry. The face of the Soul Chaser of the Underworld was full of positive elements such as integrity, sincerity and honesty, which made people feel that doubting his words was a sin in itself: "You can ...... Put on the nurse's uniform over there first, trust me, it will fit you perfectly. ”

“……”

……

Seventh School District, Pedestrian Street.

The department store, which was supposed to be bustling and noisy, was empty, as if it were a forgotten corner of the bustling city.

The girl in the nurse's uniform suddenly appeared in the middle of the wide road, and beads of sweat were already oozing from her pale face.

She was running, she suddenly stopped, carefully turned in a direction, ran a few steps and then stopped abruptly.

"It's like this......" she muttered quietly.

"Ahh

The red-haired magician came out from behind a lamppost on the side, lit a cigarette leisurely, and confronted the girl from afar.

"I expected that dispersing opila would not work for you, but I didn't expect you to be able to see that thing."

"Ah, I guess it's the legend from the book of Numbers." Tsukimiyama nodded, and explained the source of the spell built by Steele, "Balaam the sorcerer was hired to curse the Israelites and angered God, so the Lord sent a messenger with a sword to stop in front of Balaam, and Balaam knew that he could not pass, so he apologized to the angel of the Lord, and the angel let him through, and then he blessed the Israelites according to God's will." In other words, if I want to go over, I will have to do what you say, right, in addition to using a higher level of mystery to crack your technique? (Note 3)

"That's it, you know it very well." Steele exhaled a cloud of pale blue smoke.

As the girl in front of her said, the only use of this technique is to block someone from entering a certain area, without any attack power, and it can't stop the enemy from leaving in other directions, and even needs someone to be in the center, but it is really useful when dealing with some special situations.

"But you can't fool me anymore, although I don't know why, but you, you can't use magic, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have been injured by being caught up in the forbidden book catalogue. In that case, even if you can parse my technique, there is nothing you can do. ”

"But according to the records, the messenger of the gods did not attack Balaam, which means that if you attack me in any way, this spell will be lifted."

"That's right, but all I'm going to do is drag you here, and the rest will be resolved. That boy wouldn't be a match for Godcrack. Steele inhaled a puff of pungent smoke into his lungs and exhaled slowly, "So, I'm curious what you're going to do?" ”

"In that case...... Tsukimiyama tilted his head and pulled out a bottle of orange soda from his pocket, "Would you like something to drink?" ”

"Huh?" Steele was stunned.

"After all, you can't attack me if I can't get by, so it looks stupid to stare at each other like this, right?" The girl spread her hands helplessly, "So, why don't you talk about something?" ”

"You, aren't you worried?"

"It's useless to worry, and ......," the girl smiled slyly, "how do you know that the boy won't be a match for the Divine Split?" You can't leave either, you think it's blocking me from entering the battlefield, but I didn't drag you here? ”

"According to you, that boy has other hole cards?" Steele frowned, "Still, I don't think he can defeat Godcrack, after all, that's ......"

"There are less than twenty saints, right?"

Steele hesitated and didn't explain the truth, but Tsukimiyama revealed the truth.

“……”

"Anyway—and then!"

“ouch——！” Steele, who was pondering, hurriedly caught the bottle thrown by Tsukimiyama, and his tentacles were cold, which made Steele, who was still wearing a heavy priest's uniform in the summer, feel a little refreshed, "Don't suddenly throw the messy things in your hands to others!" ”

"Don't worry, if I have any intention of attacking you, whether directly or indirectly, I will be hurt by the angels you summoned, please drink with confidence (