Crossover anime, the harem life of a healing sorcerer

Having witnessed countless crimes committed by people with superpowers, Aiho Yomikawa felt something was off. She looked at the black-haired youth, whose face, hidden behind his glasses, appeared harmless and handsome.

Impossible.

Huang Quanchuan shook his head and hung up the phone.

"Don't worry, the prisoner from earlier won't be able to get out. I was also thinking that even if he wanted revenge, the security facilities would provide you with security."

"Even security guards can't protect everyone," Nangong said calmly. "Professor Huang Quanchuan, shouldn't we have zero tolerance for murderers who attempt to kill doctors?"

"Maybe." Huang Quanchuan smiled bitterly.

Nangong Xuan confirmed the criminal's murderous intent using [Psychological Mastery]. The extent of casualties would have been unknown if he hadn't intervened.

My first murder was remotely controlled.

Nangong felt no discomfort whatsoever.

Perhaps it's because I don't really understand the concept of time travel, and I still think that the world of anime and manga is all virtual. In the end, I'm just a monster who can't feel the pain of others.

A single thought could drive an enemy to their own demise; such humanitarian destruction is perfectly fitting.

During this process, he verified another thing: using the [Reply] skill in the air allows one to directly read the opponent's memories and copy their skills without healing their injuries.

Even if it's garbage, squeeze out every last bit of value before throwing it away like a rag.

Nangong Xuan knew very well that he was far from reaching Level 5 strength, and the key lay in his computing power.

[Reply] It can perfectly replicate the target's skills. The level obtained through "copying" may sometimes be lower, usually due to insufficient personal conditions.

He simply used Misaki's memories to forcibly access the most powerful calculation formula in the mental system—the optimal solution derived by a specialized research institute at great expense of manpower and resources.

Without brain development, its computing power remains at Level 0.

The current Geass only brute-forces the ordinary human brain. However, this kind of computation could achieve a strength of Lv.2 or even Lv.3, allowing for challenges beyond one's level!

The drawback of [Reply] is that it cannot copy the opponent's constitution, class, and passive skills; computational power is also a part of this. In a sense, computational power in the A Certain Magical Index universe is the output power of superpowers, or the damage multiplier.

The human brain is a computer.

From Ryosuke Miyagi's memories, Nangong gleaned crucial information: this guy used [Level Upper] to raise his stagnant ability to Level 3.

"According to urban legends, there's an audio recording that can boost your abilities..."

It seems an important chapter in Railgun has begun. This event won't affect Aleister's core plans; we can use it.

[Fantasy Master] is probably not of much help to me; any improvement achieved through external means is only temporary.

Nangong felt that instead of relying on that thing, it would be better to believe that he could level up the beautiful girl by "replenishing mana" like the healers in anime.

After a month of practice, you should be able to grasp the basics of the new skill – [Improvement] and [Deterioration], which are derived from [Reply].

Improving computing power should also be put on the agenda.

Otherwise, if she were to encounter a mental ability user of Misaki Shokuhou's caliber again, it would be difficult to protect the secrets hidden in her mind. It's a pity she hasn't yet obtained the [Electromagnetic Barrier], which grants immunity to mental attacks.

"that……"

A knock sounded on the door, followed by a gentle female voice.

"Thank you, Nangong Jun!"

It turned out to be the nurse she had just rescued. She had finally calmed down and came over to thank her after her shift ended.

Huang Quanchuan nudged Nangong's chest with his elbow and teased, "Kid, you're having a lucky streak with women."

"well enough."

Nangong's eyes flickered, but the memory of Shokuhou lingered in her mind. Just now, while countering the "mind-reading" technique, it had unknowingly invaded her most powerful brain.

So, it turns out that "psychological mastery" has come to this.

Compared to the busty beauty before you, the Queen of Tokiwadai is equally impressive. The immersive experience, like being on the edge of your own body, is like wearing VR glasses, where you can see the "weapon" just by looking down.

The reason why I broke my leg has been found.

With such huge breasts, you really can't see the road beneath your feet.

For a former otaku, the "recovery" of memories is an ability they've always dreamed of. After being transported to an anime world, simply healing their two-dimensional goddess grants them insight into details beyond the plot, even down to every inch of her skin.

Not only the visuals, but even the weight and feel are incredibly realistic. Even the Queen of Tokiwadai worries about her rapidly increasing breast size over the past year, secretly undressing to weigh them in her hands…

Who would have thought that just a year ago, Queen Shokuhou was a flat-chested girl who was just as good-looking as Misaka Mikoto?

And so, I witnessed the golden retriever girl's development from a first-person perspective—growing fuller year by year until her fur was fully grown.

Those female fans would kill me if they found out, right?

Nangong Xuan resisted the urge to spy on the young lady. Overcoming this thought required considerable willpower.

There are more important things than GHS right now.

Surprisingly, there's the existence of Honey Ant Aiyu. In the original story, they were supposed to be enemies, so why did they suddenly become friends?

A year ago, as I remember it, Misaki Shokuhou saved a honey ant that was about to commit suicide...

Before he even traveled through time, the plot had already changed. This is a chilling and terrifying truth, much like a quantum erasure experiment.

The future seems to have changed the past.

Be careful. The time traveler's greatest trump card—familiarity with the plot—will gradually disappear due to the butterfly effect.

"Nangong Jun, wake up. The person is gone." A kind voice came from in front of me.

"Hey?"

The black-haired youth looked up and saw that standing in front of him was the biggest bug in the world of A Certain Magical Index—the Soul Chaser of the Underworld.

An elderly man with white hair and a bald head. He has a face that Misaka Mikoto (the female lead) adores, and a verbal tic of ending his sentences with exclamations.

People can't be seen.

This person might be the strongest doctor in the world of anime. He's known as someone who can "bring back to life as long as the person isn't completely dead," and he even saved the life of Aleister, the mastermind behind everything.

"You've been staring intently at the young, pretty nurses since earlier, scaring them away," Huang Quanchuan mocked. "For young boys this age, breasts are definitely more important, aren't they?"

Mingtu said thoughtfully, "So, this is the real reason why Nangong Jun is working part-time at our hospital."

You're the one who's obsessed with nurses!

With just a single thought, the image of a certain blonde's boobs jiggling would endlessly loop in my mind. The erotic scene of Queen Shokuhou and her faction bathing together in the school dormitory, considered paradise by the boys… well, who cares anyway?

"Teacher, is today's surgery over?" Nangong asked, trying to cover up his misunderstanding.

Mingtu smiled and said, "Yes, they are all minor surgeries, such as heart transplants performed under local anesthesia."

It should be noted that the new technologies and theories used by this person are not even approved by the "outside" medical community, and even by some of the council members of Academy City.

Perhaps only surgeries of that level can be considered difficult.

"Teacher, please wait a moment." Nangong turned around and said, "Teacher Huang Quanchuan, Teacher Tiezhuang, let's go together after I get off work. It just so happens that Xiaomeng said she wanted to invite you to dinner together."

"Okay, I won't keep you from discussing work any longer."

The two beautiful female teachers who were guards closed the door behind them when they left.

Only then did Mingtu Zhuihun speak: "I've heard about what happened today. Lord Nangong, we really owe you a debt of gratitude."

"No, it's because you asked me to stay for my internship and were willing to let me try my skills to heal people that I've always been taken care of by you."

Nangong Xuan admired this great doctor from the bottom of his heart, while he himself was just an ordinary person who had been given a cheat code and was struggling to protect himself.

“Superpowers? I think maybe you’re the original gem.” Mingtu said thoughtfully. “Nangong-jun’s insights have also given me a lot of inspiration.”

Nangong smiled and said, "Today I have another bold idea. If the ability of [ray deflection] can be used in interventional therapy, interventional doctors will no longer need to wear lead aprons on the operating table."

Preventing ionizing radiation has always been a challenging medical problem.

"Oh?"

Mingtu's eyes lit up as he looked at Nangong Qingxiu's handsome face, becoming increasingly satisfied with this "disciple" he had personally instructed.

Of all the students I've taught so far, he probably has the lowest academic qualifications. The newly arrived transfer student from China is said to have just graduated from high school.

However, his potential is also the highest.

"Although I haven't taught students for a long time... Nangong-kun, would you be interested in applying to my graduate school in the future?"

"what?"

The black-haired youth was stunned.

In Japanese, "大学院生" is a general term for master's and doctoral students.

Now that he's transmigrated, he doesn't plan to dedicate his life to the medical field. His approach to the Underworld Soul Chaser is simply to find a backer. Even if Aleister wants to sabotage him, he'll have to consider this "mentor's" reputation.

"My apologies, I was too hasty. Your talent shouldn't be buried in this city," Mingtu said with regret.

Nangong tactfully said, "I haven't even passed the entrance exam for the undergraduate program yet, so it's already an honor for me to be able to study under the teacher."

This child is really good at talking.

The Underworld Soul Chaser was clearly pleased. He took out a thick envelope from his white coat and placed it on his desk.

This once made Nangong doubt whether a world where "interns are paid" really exists.

"This month's salary. I just applied to the dean for the award for Nangong Jun's act of bravery, but it hasn't been approved yet. Because you're not a formal employee of the hospital, you can only receive your student part-time salary. There's no insurance. If something really happens to you, I'll be so sorry..."

The spirits of the underworld were filled with remorse.