People who are interested in comics will never die in the Shura field

People who are interested in comics will never die in the Shura field

Author: The Cat Living in the Clouds

Summary:

My name is Shanchuihuajin.

I won’t pretend anymore. I’m going to be honest. I’m a time traveler, a systematic one.

My ability is that every day when I wake up, I will randomly appear in someone's bed, and I will transform into a two-dimensional character every day.

Today I woke up and found myself in Academy City. Misaka Mikoto was pointing a certain railgun at me. What should I do, brothers? Waiting online, it's urgent.

ps: Friendly reminder, please throw away your brain before reading this book.

Once again, a friendly reminder: the lack of logic is the biggest logic of this book.

Another friendly reminder... Have you lost your mind? Then click in.

Volume One

Chapter 1: Misaka Mikoto's Bed is So Warm

Academy City, Tokiwadai Middle School.

5:21 am.

Misaka Mikoto was sleeping soundly in her bed. It was Sunday, so she could sleep in.

In a daze, she felt a pair of hands gently touching her feet.

"Huh? Kuroko? Stop messing around." Misaka Mikoto said in a daze. She had a clingy and cute junior, Shirai Kuroko, who seemed to have some bad intentions towards her and often did some strange things.

However, those hands continued upwards, quickly reaching her calves, then her thighs, and finally hugging her waist.

"Kuroko! That's enough!!!" Crackling electricity shot from Misaka Mikoto's forehead.

But then, Shirai Kuroko's sleepy voice came from her own bed: "Onee-sama? Is something wrong? Did you dream about Kuroko? Kuroko is so lucky, we really are a match made in heaven..."

"Huh? Not Kuroko? Then... then who is in my bed?" Misaka Mikoto suddenly realized something was wrong and immediately threw off her blanket.

There was a man in my bed!

No, to be precise, it was a boy, who looked to be only six or seven years old, with blond hair and no clothes on. Although young, he was very handsome.

At this moment, the child was hugging his own waist and burying his face in his chest, fast asleep.

"Hmm? It's cold! Where's the blanket?" The child closed his eyes and groped for the blanket, but couldn't find it. He hugged Misaka Mikoto even tighter.

"Why...why is there a child in my bed?! This is a crime! The police will be here soon! No, what's more important now is, why is this child in my bed?" Misaka Mikoto stared at the child in horror.

Shirai Kuroko exuded an aura of malevolent darkness, her hair moving like Medusa's: "Onee-sama, I finally understand why you rejected me! So this is what you like! Stop! Onee-sama! You're mine! I'll take advantage of this moment of confusion to win you over! Let's exchange our first times right here! Ah!"

Facing the completely broken Shirai Kuroko, Misaka Mikoto threw a lightning spear at her without the slightest hesitation.

Haters are completely rotten and beyond saving. How can we change people like this?

There is only death!

The black cat that was being electrocuted didn't scream, but rather let out a seductive moan.

"Today is supposed to be a beautiful Sunday, so why do so many absurd things happen so early in the morning? And you, brat, wake up right now!" Misaka Mikoto shook the child she was holding.

The boy finally opened his eyes, glanced at the alarm clock, and yawned, "My dear, stop fooling around! Sleep a little longer."

Misaka Mikoto's forehead is covered in # symbols, whose child is this?!

My beloved concubine? You've been watching too many period dramas, haven't you?

"Wake up! Explain to me how you got in here! Otherwise, I'll use an electric shock to wake you up!" Misaka Mikoto's forehead crackled with electricity.

The boy yawned, then revealed a golden smile: "I am Gilgamesh, the King of Babylon. So, come and serve me, my beloved."

"Serving as a concubine? Beloved consort? Gilgamesh? When did the age of onset for chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) start to arrive earlier? If you don't tell me who your parents are, the feeling of being pierced by a billion volts of electricity won't be pleasant!" Misaka Mikoto sneered.

"Huh? What a fierce older sister! She's so mean to a seven-year-old. She obviously doesn't have a boyfriend. Maybe I should just swallow my pride..."

"Stab!!!"

The electric gun whizzed past the child.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'll never do it again!"

A good man does not suffer immediate losses.

“Name.” Misaka Mikoto stared at the boy.

"Gilgamesh..."

"I'm saying my real name!" Misaka Mikoto raised her voice.

"Just call me Yamabuki Hanajū!"

Misaka Mikoto continued, "Why are you in Tokiwadai? Why are you in my bed?"

The child named Yamabuki Hanajin said earnestly, "My superpower is to randomly teleport into someone's bed every day."

"Huh? How could someone have such a strange superpower?"

“Not only that, my appearance and abilities change every day,” Yamabuki explained.

That's right, my name is Yamabuki. I'm not pretending anymore, I'm coming clean: I'm a transmigrator, and the kind with a system at that.

My system is called the Fun Person System. Every day after I fall asleep, I am randomly teleported into someone's bed. Not only that, but I also randomly transform into a two-dimensional character every day.

Today I am Gilgamesh (childhood version), the ancient king, the first king in human history, the oldest king recorded in the Hippo Epic.

That is, the young Gilgamesh from Fate.

Open today's page:

Name: Yamabuki Hanajū (Gilgamesh)

Age: Unknown (Seven years old: tentative)

Gender: Unknown (Male: Temporarily)

Ability: An ever-growing ahoge (no matter what attack it receives, the ahoge on its head will never lie flat, unless it goes bald).

Noble Phantasms: Gate of Babylon, Chains of Heaven, Ea.

This is my attribute for today, awesome!

"Transformation ability plus spatial ability? How could that be so outrageous?" Misaka Mikoto simply didn't believe it. There were no multiple ability users in the world, let alone the absurd ability to appear in someone else's bed at will.

"After daybreak, let's take this child to the guard station! Or give him to me." As a member of the disciplinary committee, it is also Shirai Kuroko's responsibility to help lost children find their parents.

"No! I want to be with my beloved!" Yamabuki hugged Misaka Mikoto tightly.

"You bastard!!!" Misaka Mikoto punched Yamabuki on the head.

"Ouch! You actually used violence against a child."

"Since you know you're a child, you'd better behave! Also, why aren't you wearing any clothes?" Misaka Mikoto asked, arms crossed.

"Because sleeping naked is the most comfortable. You can try it if you don't believe me. Anyway, it's still early." Yamabuki Hanajin lay back on the bed, patting the pillow next to her, looking coquettish.

"Anyway, Kuroko, find him some clothes first." Misaka Mikoto glanced at Yamabuki's Totto-chan and blushed.

Yamabuki Hanajin opened her arms wide: "Don't be shy, there's not a single dirty spot on my body. You're allowed to look to your heart's content."

Misaka Mikoto felt that this Sunday was over before it even started. Why should an innocent young girl like me do something like taking care of children?

Just then, Hei Zi walked over with two sets of erotic lingerie: "Big sister, which one do you think is better for him to wear?"

"What sins did I commit in my past life to deserve meeting both of you at the same time!"

And so, the girl's Sunday began.

Chapter 2: A beautiful girl's wardrobe can't possibly contain computer parts.

My name is Yamabuki Hanakami, and I'm a transmigrator. I woke up to find myself in Misaka Mikoto's bed. What should I do? I need help urgently.

By the way, my system is called the Fun-loving Person System. Every day when I wake up, I'll randomly travel to a different world, randomly transform into someone, and then randomly end up in someone's bed. Also, I won't die. Even if I die while wandering around in this world, it's just another time travel for me, no big deal.

So now, my biggest hobby is finding ways to have fun.

"Why are all the clothes here girls' clothes? Why do I need a skirt? I protest!" Yamabuki Hanajin raised her hand and said.

"Protest denied!" Misaka Mikoto tossed him one of her spare school uniforms. Yamabuki Hanajin looked at the Tokiwadai uniform, thought for a moment, and then happily put it on.

Although cross-dressing is shameful, it's so exciting!

Besides, it's not like I've never been a girl before.

Finally, Misaka Mikoto handed over a pair of safety shorts.

"Why should I wear such an old-fashioned and inhumane thing as safety shorts? Shirai Kuroko-neechan, you also think that safety shorts shouldn't have been invented, right?" Yamabuki Hanajin asked.

Shirai Kuroko didn't say anything, but just gave a thumbs up. If it weren't for these pathetic safety shorts, I would have already won over my sister!

Misaka Mikoto, seeing Shirai Kuroko's lewd gaze, reached out and pinched Shirai Kuroko's cheek: "Don't look at me like that!"

By this time, Yamabuki Hanajin had already opened the two people's wardrobes and was carefully looking them over to see if there were any clothes he could wear. Suddenly, he saw a cardboard box at the very bottom of Shirai Kuroko's wardrobe with four words written on it: "Computer Parts".

"Aww! I've found something incredible!" Yamabuki Hanajin reached out and pulled out a small medicine bottle filled with a beautiful pink liquid.

This is the most famous computer accessory in the entire anime and manga world!

Because Misaka Mikoto was still punishing Shirai Kuroko, neither of them noticed that Yamabuki had secretly hidden a bottle of [computer parts].

Just as the two were arguing, the dormitory door was suddenly violently pushed open from the outside.

Shirai Kuroko peeked out with a displeased look: "They actually trespassed into my and my sister's love nest..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shirai Kuroko's face turned ashen, and the girl's delicate body trembled as if she had seen something terrifying.

"Kuroko? Why aren't you saying anything?" Misaka Mikoto turned around and saw the Level 6 dormitory supervisor standing behind them like a demon.

"Misaka, Shirai, loud noises are prohibited in the dorm, right?! What on earth made you use your superpowers and make such a racket at 5 a.m.? And... why is there a foreign kid in your dorm?"

Faced with the overwhelming pressure of Level 6, even Misaka Mikoto, who prides herself on being the "strongest human," trembled in fear.

"Hey beautiful big sister, have a cup of hot tea!" Yamabuki said innocently, handing over a cup of hot tea.

Although the dormitory supervisor seemed like a cold and violent woman, she was actually very loving towards children.

"Little brother, why are you here?" the dormitory supervisor asked, squatting down as he took a sip of hot tea.

Hmm? This hot tea tastes a bit strange.

Misaka Mikoto said in a low voice, "It must be a psychic outburst that teleported him here. We were planning to help him find his family or teacher."

The dormitory supervisor felt the room was very hot and reached out to pull open his collar.

"Um... Dormitory supervisor, are you alright? Your face is so red!" Misaka Mikoto asked softly.

The dormitory supervisor also sensed something was wrong. Had he really just drunk ordinary black tea?

"I found this in Shirai Kuroko's closet. Although I can't read Japanese, it must be something good since Shirai Kuroko hid it so well! So I put it in my hot tea!" Yamabuki Hanajin said innocently as she took out the computer parts.

Misaka Mikoto and Shirai Kuroko were struck dumb.

"Hey, Kuroko, this isn't that thing, is it?" Misaka Mikoto already sensed that something was seriously wrong.

Shirai Kuroko was preparing to tiptoe away.

The dormitory supervisor looked at the words written on the small bottle: "The company of unparalleled aphrodisiacs from love and traditional Chinese medicine."

"Shirai Kuroko, why is there something like this in your room?" The dormitory supervisor's legs, which were tightly clenched together, trembled slightly.

This is bad! This feeling is ominous!

"Please...please listen to me, I promise I'll give you a proper explanation!" Shirai Kuroko trembled, certain she was doomed this time.

Misaka Mikoto watched helplessly as her beloved younger sister was about to fall into the dormitory supervisor's clutches, but she was so frightened that she stood on the ground, too scared to move.

The dormitory supervisor's cold eyes radiated a terrifying murderous aura. Just as he was about to make a move, his legs suddenly buckled and he knelt down.

"Dorm supervisor, are you alright?" Misaka Mikoto asked.