After leaving the world of all NPCs

Her brain was working rapidly, trying to understand, but it felt like she was spinning in a maze. It could only be attributed to a vague shock - this guy seemed to really know something extraordinary?

Hatsuharu Shikiri was in a completely different state, her bright black eyes were wide open, full of confusion.

What star trails?

What magic circuit?

She didn't understand a word.

Ye Zuochen's words were like heavenly books to her.

But that didn't stop her from making a judgment.

She looked at the boy's sharply defined profile in the sunset, at his lips slightly parting as he calmly narrated, at his alluring eyes...

An inexplicable sense of trust instantly overwhelmed her.

What does it matter if you don’t understand?

Such a good-looking person, with such a nice voice and such serious eyes when he speaks...how could he lie?

What he said must be true!

Even if...even if it's really a lie...being deceived by such a good-looking person...it seems...it doesn't matter?

This thought made her already flushed cheeks even redder.

Misaka Mikoto's gaze stayed on Ye Zuochen's face for a few seconds, then quickly moved away. The inexplicable irritation in her heart seemed to resurface.

……

The next day.

July 25th.

The huge indoor swimming pool at Tokiwadai Junior High School was filled with the strong smell of sodium hypochlorite.

At the bottom of the empty swimming pool, two figures were waving long-handled brushes in pain.

Misaka Mikoto was wearing a dark blue one-piece swimsuit, her wet brown short hair stuck to her forehead, and her thin arms were scraping hard against the stubborn green algae in the cracks of the pool tiles.

Next to her was a shorter girl with her naturally curly long hair tied into two ponytails with bows.

The brush in Shirai Kuroko's hand scraped the tiles, making them squeak as if to vent his anger.

"So, Onee-sama, what happened to Mr. Kiyama?"

Mikoto shook her aching wrist, sending a few drops of water splashing. "Ah, the security guards took him away. But Ye Zuochen promised to take care of the unconscious student."

Kuroko tilted her head, her twintails swaying slightly with the movement. "Regarding the victims of the 'Illusionary Hand,' the latest information received by the Judgment Committee is that all those who were unconscious have miraculously regained consciousness."

“And they were all cured.”

"According to the doctor, they all woke up because they heard a figure and their metabolism and brain algorithms underwent strange changes."

Mikoto was about to nod when a clear male voice suddenly pierced through the echo of the empty swimming pool.

"All of Kiyama Haruo's students have woken up and have recovered."

"Who?"

Mikoto and Kuroko looked up suddenly and looked in the direction of the voice.

A figure was standing on the tiled floor at the edge of the swimming pool.

The boy with black hair and black eyes, wearing a simple white shirt, looked excessively clean in the unique humidity of the swimming pool.

He stood there, the sunlight outlining his tall silhouette, like a painting breaking into reality.

"male?!"

Shirai Kuroko's pupils suddenly contracted, and the strict school rules of Tokiwadai Girls' School instantly sounded the highest alarm in her mind!

The ladylike demeanor was thrown out of the window, replaced by the stern anger of the discipline committee member.

"You insolent fellow! How dare you trespass upon the sacred grounds of the Girls' Academy!"

With a delicate cry, her figure disappeared from the spot.

Space moves!

In Tokiwadai Junior High School, Shirai Kuroko is the only person with spatial abilities.

Its ability is to instantly send anything it touches to a designated location, disregarding the rules of three-dimensional space.

The next moment, she appeared precisely in the air behind Ye Zuochen, twisted her legs around his neck, and formed claws with her hands to go straight for his shoulder joints.

Ye Zuochen didn't even look at his right wrist hanging by his side, but casually turned it back, pressed it against her slender waist, and pulled it down.

"Ah ah!"

Shirai Kuroko only felt an irresistible and powerful force coming from his waist and abdomen, his whole body was spinning, and his back hit the cold and slippery tile floor hard.

Water and undried foam splashed everywhere.

The huge impact made her eyes go black, the air in her lungs was squeezed out, and her chest felt a dull pain.

She struggled to stand up, but a bony hand was already pressing on her shoulder, with a gentle but unquestionable force that made her unable to move.

Shirai Kuroko was forced to raise his face, and his angry brown eyes met a pair of deep black pupils.

The distance is too close.

Close enough to see each of his eyelashes distinctly, close enough to feel his warm breath brushing against her water-stained cheek.

That face, fair and straight, attracts people's souls like a whirlpool.

A strange electric sensation instantly ran through Heizi's body, causing her to shiver violently and uncontrollably. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest, almost bursting out of her ribs.

The brown twintails swung due to the violent trembling, and the ends of the hair swept across the tiles.

This feeling...

wrong!

Absolutely wrong!

There was a chaotic buzzing in Shirai Kuroko's mind. She was clearly only in love with her elder sister!

Her orientation is firmly towards Misaka Mikoto.

How could it be... How could I, looking at a strange man's face, feel such a throbbing sensation as if a high-voltage electric current were running through my whole body and my soul was about to float away?

This is simply blasphemy!

It's betrayal!

Just as she was torn between her conscience and her own desires, as shame and anger tore at each other fiercely with that damned throbbing heartbeat, Ye Zuochen's gaze lingered on her face for a moment, and he suddenly said, "Your injuries seem to be still healed."

Varied……

Before Kuroko could react to the meaning of these words, she saw the other person's face pressing down on her.

Time seems to be stretched infinitely.

Kuroko's brain completely shut down.

What is he going to do?!

This, this is her first kiss!

Then, an idea quickly took over like a life-saving straw.

This is coercion! This is a crime! This is unilateral violence from the other party!

She is just a victim who is powerless to resist!

Right, that is it!

After convincing herself, Shirai Kuroko suddenly closed her eyes with a secret expectation. Her long eyelashes trembled violently due to nervousness. She even subconsciously pouted her pink lips slightly, waiting for the "violence" to come.

The wet swimsuit clung to her body, outlining the girl's immature curves that were just beginning to develop.

The soft touch gently pressed against her lips.

It wasn't as rough as expected.

Just a light touch like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Then, a warm and peaceful current, like a gurgling spring, flowed unhindered from between their lips, and instantly spread to every part of their body.

Wherever the warm current passed, the dull pain from the back hitting the ground, the tightness in the chest, even the fatigue accumulated from running around as a discipline committee member in recent days, and the previous injuries that made it impossible to run, all quickly melted away.

An unprecedented sense of comfort enveloped her.

However, as this warm current healed her body, Shirai Kuroko felt a sense of loss so strong that even she was shocked?

How come...it's gone?

Just a light touch?

Is this the end?!

This is completely different from what was described in the obscene books she had secretly read!

What’s next?

Where's the tongue?!

(Beep——) Where?!

(Beep beep) Where? ! !

Anxiety and desire suddenly rushed to my head.

For some unknown reason, Shirai Kuroko quietly took the initiative to launch an attack.

Ye Zuochen: “…”

No, sister, you.

Your elder sister is still standing next to you.

Misaka Mikoto's short brown hair almost stood on end because of shock and anger. Her fair cheeks flushed red, and her eyes burned with rage as she stared at the two people stacked together by the swimming pool.

"What are you all doing?!"

All around her, violent blue and white electric light was scurrying around like a group of out-of-control snakes!

Sizzle——!

The blinding blue light instantly engulfed the entire swimming pool, and countless strong electric currents tore through the air, whipping the daring intruder by the pool from all directions.

The tiles crackled under the high temperature, the water in the swimming pool boiled violently, and large amounts of white mist rose.

After a few seconds, the dazzling light suddenly disappeared.

The swimming pool was a mess, and the water was still splashing.

Misaka Mikoto held onto the edge of the pool, her chest heaving violently as she gasped for breath. "Oh no! If I'm not careful, will he be in trouble?"

The white mist slowly dissipated.

Ye Zuochen was still standing there, his posture hadn't even changed from Shirai Kuroko's. Not to mention any burn marks on his body, there wasn't even a trace of moisture on it, as if the electric shock just now was just a breeze blowing across his cheek.

He stood up as if nothing had happened and released his hand that was holding Heizi.

Shirai Kuroko immediately sat up like a frightened rabbit, clutching her scalding, smoking cheeks with both hands. The ear peeking through her fingers was red as blood. She secretly raised her eyes and quickly glanced at Ye Zuochen.

His expression was extremely complicated.

There was shame, anger, and disbelief, but more than that, there was a beast-like look in his eyes.

Ye Zuochen's gaze passed over her, and he walked slowly along the edge of the pond to Misaka Mikoto.

He leaned over slightly, and in front of Mikoto's astonished gaze, his slender fingers, with irresistible force, gently lifted her small and delicate chin, forcing her to look up at him.

"Why, are you jealous?"

"Jealous?!" Misaka Mikoto was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Her fur instantly stood up and she slapped his hand away. Her voice became shrill and thin due to extreme shame and anger. "What a joke! Who would be jealous of a pervert like you! A pervert who broke into a girls' school and molested a female student! Guard! Call the guard! There's—ugh!!!"

All the righteous curses and accusations were blocked back in the throat.

Misaka Mikoto's pupils instantly dilated to the extreme.

She froze there, her mind blank.