Inside Aishaburg.

The blonde magician with chocolate-colored skin strode impatiently down the hallway.

"It's Steele's job, why is this happening now!"

Shirley. Cromwell muttered to himself hatefully, but his pace did not slow down at all.

Of course, there are reasons to be angry, after all, if you have to take on a job that is not your own, I am afraid that no one will be happy.

As Shirley is doing now -

Ask an international student who is still asleep in the dormitory even though it's class time

Originally, the guy's guardian was supposed to be Steele's, but due to the need to investigate the movements of some magicians in the UK, the guy's guardian was now temporarily replaced by Shirley.

Although a hundred were reluctant, she could not refuse, either as a teacher or as a magician affiliated with English Puritanism.

However, Shirley still doesn't like Mirei Misaka, for no reason, she just hates her.

Shirley herself knows that this disgust is entirely due to the fact that when she sees her, she thinks of her late best friend Alice.

The old wounds on the heart will be torn open bloodily.

Moreover, whenever that guy is late or sleeps in class, this disgust will always turn into anger - there will always be a feeling that Alice has trampled on what he cherished in the first place.

However, even with this disgust, Shirley had to admit:

This guy is really smart.

Whether it was the cumbersome rules of religious painting or the meaning of the noble badge, as long as she heard it once, she would never forget it.

If Alice had this ability

"Tsk."

Shirley realized her gaffe and smacked her tongue - Alice is not Mirei Misaka, and Mirei Misaka will not replace her best friend in her heart, so this assumption is completely meaningless.

However, in the past few days, Miyoshi Misaka seems to have been going to the British Library a lot, so Shirley also entrusted Osora, who works at the British Library, to take care of Misaka Miling there instead of herself

However, there is always a feeling of unease. I can't say anything wrong, but Shirley does feel like she's forgotten something important.

"Well, anyway, call that guy up first."

Standing outside the door of room "B2", Shirley rang the doorbell.

Because it is separated by a heavy wooden door, the original crisp bell looks a little dull.

Then, a familiar voice came from the room along with the bell:

"Ahra? Is it already this time? It seems that today is a day for the collection of large garbage."

“”

Shirley suddenly remembered that Steele seemed to have explained a very important thing to herself:

"Be careful with that guy, especially from your position as a woman"

If it was as Steele had suggested, then letting Ossora take care of that guy was no different from sending a pure lamb to a hungry wolf

Realizing that she may have made a big mistake, Shirley. Cromwell was silent for about two seconds before a Kabbalistic gargoyle named "Alice" appeared from behind her.

A huge fist grazed Shirley's body and lunged forward, then slammed into the door.

The pieces of wood and broken bricks peeled off as the gargoyle retracted its fist, and through the big hole, Shirley saw—

Osora, a blonde nun who usually dresses up in a monastic dress that covers her whole body. Aquinas, now only wearing translucent pajamas lying on the only large bed in the room, the upper body that has just been propped up highlights the ** that is usually hidden, and her waist is still tightly hugged by the sleeping girl on the bed.

Seeing Shirley, who broke into the room like a husband who had caught rape, a very healing smile appeared on Ossola's face:

"Good morning~"

"Gooaha!!a ——”

Ossola. Aquinas. Former Roman Orthodox nun,Intelligence analysis expert,Good at magic-related code interpretation。 After the Dharma-Book Incident, he converted to English Puritanism and served as a librarian at the British Library, where he partnered with Shirley Cromwell of the Royal Academy of Art in analysing intelligence and forensics.

Although she is also an expert in interpreting the codes in the document, she is also a super ** nun known for her natural detachment. Described by Shirley Cromwell as "a person who is mentally a big aunt", although he has a gentle personality, he often makes very lustful actions.

"You said she was bleeding profusely and then was in a coma until now?"

Shirley glanced at Mirei Misaka, whose limbs were twisted into a swastika by herself on the bed, and then turned to Ossola and said:

"What is she doing in the library these days?"

"Then, I felt like I couldn't let her go, so I sent her back."

Ossala, who was only wearing pajamas, held her cheek with one hand and said to herself with a smile:

"But this child has never woken up, so I can only stay with her for one night."

Accustomed to the nun's disconnection, Shirley just impatiently said "yes, yes" perfunctorily, and then continued to ask:

"What did she do when she suddenly had bleeding?"

Abnormal bleeding is one of the phenomena caused by the rash use of magic by superpowers, and if you are unlucky, it is possible that blood vessels will burst all over your body or internal organs will hemorrhage.

"Ah at that time, Meiling asked me, 'What does this Runi character represent besides a good harvest?' and I replied"

"Okay, okay, I got it."

Scratching her blonde hair, Shirley was basically sure-

- This guy must have come to England on the same mission as Alice back then!

The combination of magic and superpowers,Is there still a person with such unrealistic fantasies in the school city now??

But isn't a question like this too basic?

asked Ossora a few more words, and found that what Miling Misaka had asked in the past few days was something that belonged to "common sense" on the magic side.

The precautions for the refinement of magic power, the basic principles of the composition of the technique, and the expressions of symbolic meanings are also some ancient religious myths and allusions

These things,At the time of Alice,The school city should already have relevant information.,After all, this kind of thing that everyone knows on the magic side is not a secret.。

"Why is this happening, at most, it is just a repetition of the original tragedy"

It was already doomed to fail, but the girl was unaware of the fact that she was moving at full speed towards the end of the blood.

Shirley looked at Misaka Mirei's eyes with a hint of pity and sorrow.

Osora, who was only wearing pajamas, tilted her head to look at Shirley, and then at Mirei Misaka on the bed-

"Oh, you have to cover the quilt when you sleep."

Ossola, as she spoke, returned to the bed, rearranged the girl whose limbs had been twisted into a swastika, and pulled the quilt over it.

"I said"

Seeing the nun burrow into the quilt with a happy face, the veins in Shirley's forehead began to beat wildly:

"Do you want to sleep?"

"Huh?"

From Ossora, who was exposed along the edge, he looked puzzled:

"Because the kid hasn't woken up yet."

It seems that the nun has put strange rules on herself, and although Shirley is used to this kind of thing, it does not mean that she can accept it easily.

She lifted the quilt impatiently, grabbed the collar of Meiling's pajamas who didn't know if she was sleeping or unconscious, and shook it as hard as shaking washed clothes:

"I said, you guy, almost get me up quickly!"

“”

"Shirley, don't be so rude!"

Ossora hurriedly snatched Meiling from the abuser's hands, and then held her in his arms:

"This kid hasn't woken up yet, huh?"

Feeling a wet touch on his chest, Ossola carefully looked at the girl who was taken into his chest-

The red liquid was bubbling out of her nostrils, but her expression was weirdly smiling, as if she was saying something like "Sprinkle the family in this life, it's worth it~".

"Ahh

Compared to Ossora, who was scrambling to get tissues, Shirley suddenly fell silent.

She thought of another sentence that Steele had said:

"However, that guy can't do anything about women with big boobs."

After that, Steele glanced at Shirley's chest, intentionally or unintentionally, and the red-haired magician's eyes were hit directly by Shirley

"Was that how she was bleeding yesterday?"

Shirley asked expressionlessly.

"Yes, yes. She tripped over her and buried her whole face in my breasts, and that's what she looked like. ”

“”

Totally understood.

Looking at the happy expression on Misaka's face that was about to leave with a smile, Shirley felt that she was so stupid that she would forget important information, and it was even more stupid to have compassion for this guy just now.

In the next moment, the girl who was enjoying some kind of softness in the gentle country was lifted above her head by the furious blonde magician who wanted to throw her off the stairs, while Ossola, who was only wearing pajamas, was noisily pulling her by the side.

The riots will continue for a long time