Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

The man spat out the cigarette on the ground with an impatient expression on his face.

"Stiyl Magnus."

"I'm from the English Puritan Church. I came here to stop this woman from making a deal."

"Trade? What trade?"

"Trade that ordinary board she has?"

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"To be honest, I don't think she has anything worth trading."

"Well, except for her body."

Touching his chin, Haramura Makoto glanced at Orianna again without any interest.

Now he is no longer an ignorant person who knows nothing about magic. With the support of those 99.999 magic books, % of the magic in this world is visible in his eyes.

How could he not see whether Orianna had any special magic props on her.

Anyway, in her eyes, the only thing that can be considered a transaction is Orianna's body, which is absolutely irresistible to men.

"Ok?"

The man named Stiyl frowned, rushed forward and picked up the huge board wrapped in white cloth.

The flames started instantly.

The flame flowed like an air current, directly flowing over the entire long board and burning the white cloth wrapped outside cleanly.

What's inside is revealed.

It is a very common thing, similar to a drawing board.

"It looks like there's something very interesting going on. Tell me about it clearly. I don't think you'll mind."

Haramura Makoto disappeared again, and mercilessly stepped directly on Orianna's head.

Orianna, who was about to wake up, fainted again with the help of Haramura Makoto's kick.

"Wow, that's cruel."

The corner of Kamijou Touma’s mouth twitched.

He really didn't expect that this seemingly kind-hearted junior brother of his could behave so viciously.

To be honest, this is much more ruthless than he usually is.

"I think this is natural. It's much better than her waking up in the middle of the night and attacking us."

"Wait, this isn't very important."

"Deputy Director, don't you want to know the whole story? Time is very tight now. Let me explain the details to you."

The frivolous guy's voice rang again on the phone in Kamijou Touma's hand.

"No, that's not right, you, shouldn't this kind of thing be disclosed to others? Don't involve my junior, Tsuchimikado."

“Kamijo, don’t you understand now?”

"Our junior has been involved in this matter for a long time, and telling him was also an instruction from above."

……

"Roar?"

"Ci Tu Hang Jian is another fool who doesn't know his place and doesn't understand anything."

The story is not long. In short, this woman wants to trade a magical device called the Spike Sword in the Academy City, which is difficult for magical forces to invade.

And this piercing sword, just like the saint, is linked to the idol principle and is a legendary thing.

According to the idol theory, a saint has physical characteristics and attributes similar to those of the Son of God, and can therefore possess some of the Son of God's power. However, while inheriting the Son of God's power, the saint actually also inherits the Son of God's weaknesses.

The Son of God is not invincible. In fact, in the Bible, the Son of God died once.

He was hung on the cross, with his hands and feet pinned down by nails, and then stabbed to death without any resistance. This was the ultimate execution for the Son of God. The name of the spear that stabbed the Son of God to death was called the Spear of Longinus.

If the religious meaning of "execution" and "stabbing to death" is extracted and made into a spiritual weapon, it would be the so-called "Thrusting Sword".

In other words, the Spike Hang Sword was made based on the Spear of Longinus. Just as Longinus could kill the Son of God with a fatal blow regardless of any factors, the Spike Hang Sword also has the power to kill a saint unconditionally.

“It’s fun, though.”

"It turned out to be the right decision to come here this time."

After muttering these words to himself, Haramura Makoto turned around, took out his cell phone, typed a message and sent it out.

In less than a second, Haramura Makoto's phone rang again.

The reply number was a bunch of garbled characters and the content of the reply was very simple, just two words: OK.

"The question is whether you agree or not. I want both."

Putting the phone back into his pocket, Haramura Makoto squatted down and stretched out his hand without hesitation.

He stretched out his claws towards the mountains.

"Tsk, it's already this time."

Stiyl's face fell and he spat.

"Haramura, this isn't a good idea."

Kamijou Touma spoke up, seemingly trying to stop Haramura Makoto.

But it was no use, Haramura Makoto had already put his hand in and was moving forward recklessly in the narrow gap.

Then...

As Haramura Makoto pulled out his hand, the word card that Orianna had just used was also pinched between his two fingers.

"What did you two think just now?"

"Isn't it a bit too much to think of me as that kind of guy?"

Not caring about the milky scent lingering on his hands, Haramura Makoto didn't do anything abnormal, such as putting his hands to his nose to smell them.

He just put Orianna's "Shorthand Original" into his pocket.

"It's common sense to separate a mage's magic tools before interrogating her."

In fact, both magicians and mage are half-baked and need magic props in advance to cast their magic.

However, this Orianna is a little special. Her spiritual outfit is the Shorthand Codex. The so-called Shorthand Codex is a magic book that can automatically and repeatedly cast spells and then extract the key points to make it disposable after use.

The advantages and disadvantages of this magic are obvious.

The advantage is that she can prepare various magic in advance, enough to deal with various situations. The disadvantage is that once she has used up the magic prepared in advance, she will not be able to use magic.

Therefore, without the magic book that Orianna made herself, she could not use magic.

"Sorry, sorry, your actions just now were too misleading."

Kamijou Touma scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Then I woke her up."

Ignoring the two men, Haramura Makoto raised his hand high towards that fair, ahem, face.

"Snapped--!"

There was a very crisp sound, and a red slap mark was left on Orianna's face.

"Um--"

Orianna moved her lips first, then her eyebrows, and finally slowly opened upwards.

"it hurts."

"My abdomen hurts so much."

"My face hurts, too. It's burning."

"Did I just land on my face?"

Several thoughts flashed through Orianna's mind one after another. Even though she was not fully awake yet, she still understood her current situation.

There was no doubt that I had been captured.

Wait, that's strange, why does my chest feel a little weird?

"Shh-"

Orianna's pupils opened instantly, and like a spring, Orianna sat up from lying down.

She protected her chest with both hands unnaturally.

That charming face was also tinged with a blush.

"Didn't you act quite wanton just now? Do you still care about such things?"

Haramura Makoto tilted his head and directly expressed what Kamijou Touma and Stiyl were thinking.

The clothes she was wearing almost exposed her breasts, and her behavior and actions just now were very wanton. Why is she pretending to be innocent now?

"That's different from that. Even though I look like this, I'm only eighteen years old and I'm still a virgin."

Hearing what Haramura Makoto said, Orianna couldn't help but retort.

"Forget it. I don't want to bother with your emotions right now."

"The Spike Hang Sword should not be on you."

"Tell me your real purpose."

The truth of the matter had already been deduced by him and the guy named Tsuchimikado Motoharu just now.

On the surface, this incident was a transaction of the Thorn Sword within Academy City, but in reality it was not the case.

This should be fake news released by this woman to confuse others.

First of all, according to statistics, this woman had been wandering around various places in Academy City for at least four hours.

Even if Kamijou Touma and the others started chasing this woman, it would take two hours.

This amount of time was more than enough for Orianna to complete the transaction, but she did not complete the transaction and kept wandering around Academy City.

Secondly, it is the most important.

What about Orianna's trading items?

Both Tsuchimikado Motoharu and Kamijou Touma thought that the large wooden board that Orianna was carrying must be the Spike Sword.

The problem is, that board is just an ordinary board.

So the conclusion can be drawn.

The incident of stabbing Hang Jian was indeed true, but Orianna must have had other intentions for wandering around Academy City.

"Humph!"

Orianna turned her head away, pretending that she didn't hear what Haramura Makoto said.

“Still a stubborn one.”

Makoto Haramura grinned, reached out his hand and gently patted Orianna's smooth shoulder.

"Although I have many excellent punishment methods that I can provide for you to use."

“I’m also interested in experimenting.”

"But I think I need to introduce two things to you now."

Although Haramura Makoto was speaking with a smile, Kamijou Touma and Stiyl at the scene seemed to have a cold look on their faces for some reason.

"First, the latest model of truth serum."

I saw Haramura Makoto opened his personal space and took out a syringe filled with green liquid.

"I must introduce you to Academy City's newest product, the G-783 Veritaserum."

"You can inject it anywhere in your body. It will quickly destroy your brain, and you will tell it everything you've experienced in the past year without missing a word."

"It's very useful, but the downside is that after using it, the person will become an idiot who drools all day long."