Hi everyone!!!! Sorry, I was unable to release a chapter sooner. So here come finally the long awaited one. Even so, I am sorry for all the time it took.
But this story ain't discontinued nor finished yet, I want to atleast go to the very end of New Testament, believe it.
So, now that I finished brooding over 'how I didn't release the chapter when I wanted to!!!! Boohoo', let's begin, shall we?
If I make some mistakes, don't be shy and tell me in the commentaries.
I do not own Toaru Majutsu no Index (but I love it with my whole being so that shall be enough hopefully), only this mere fanfic that I hope you will enjoy!!!!
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-« Huh? So you are telling me that you changed yourself in a pile of sand somehow to flee some kind of group who entered the city illegaly. Said group being leads by a guy that can send you to another plane of existence by some trickery. Did I forget something Miss.Temptation who probably entered this city illegaly too and whom I know for a fact that she entered this dormitory illegaly? »
-« No, I do not think you did forget anything too important. » Answered a brown skinned woman who was playing with the bandages that she used as some kind of clothe.
The woman had come from Kuroko and Mikoto's shared bathroom (the one where Shirai could take a good taste at her onee-sama's thunder, good memories if you asked Shirai) and calmly explained some unbeliavable things since then.
The young member of Judgement had never met before someone bold enough to invade the bathroom of a member of the law enforcement of the city it invaded to spread some rubbish.
Kuroko was definitely not paid enough for this. It was past the curfew so she would need to call Anti-Skill to take care of this lunatic. Speaking of said lunatic...
-« How dare you play with Onee-sama's Gekota! It's not because it's to childish for an elegant lady like Onee-sama that it isn't precious! It's the remnant of her past! The mark of her smell! The- »
-« You are drooling. » Stated the brown skinned, silver haired lady.
-« Oh! Sorry... But it doesn't change that you should not play with this shameful frog. » Stated Kuroko not so kindly.
-« You mean this one? » Asked the strange lady while playing with a huge Gekota. She was doing her best not to cry with amusment as she hugged it.
-« ENOUGH! I'm calling Anti-Skill! » Shouted Shirai angrily as she grabbed her phone.
The poor mobile phone paid the price for the bandaged lady's sins. Kuroko tapped harshly on the screen. Finally, she found Anti-Skill's number in her address book.
Just a pressure from her fingertip and this unsufferable half-naked woman won't be her problem anymore.
-« I'm sure that where Niang-Niang sent her, Misaka Mikoto is praying to be in her bed with this plush. » Stated the woman with a skin color chocolate. « I tried to understand this wishful pray by playing with it myself but human nature still elude me as much as it fascinate me. »
-« What are you...? »
-« You did not call... was it called Anti-Skill? Yes, that's it, you didn't call Anti-Skill. »
-« Where is Onee-sama?! » Growled Shirai Kuroko.
-« Such noise, you must really want the embrace of your housemaster. » Claimed Miss.Temptation (at least it is how Kuroko decided to call her until she got an actual name).
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