The Legend of Level 0 in Academy City

These are Misaka's underwear!

Since it's hanging here, it must have been worn, right?

Should I...? Ahh! No, my thoughts are getting filthy!

But should I...?

How about we use Misaka's underwear for a quickie?

Ah! Mikoto is right outside! Doing this will definitely make me look like a pervert, right?

But it's precisely because Mikoto is right outside that it feels even better when you're doing it, right?

No, no!

No!

I'm definitely broken...

"Hey! Idiot! How long are you going to keep staring at someone's underwear?"

While Inoue Hideka was still having an internal struggle, Misaka Mikoto had somehow returned to the bathroom.

With a flushed face and a look that looked like he was about to cry, and crackling blue electricity flashing between his forehead, he shouted at Inoue Eika.

"Um...I...I...Ah! I'm sorry!"

Strangely, Inoue Hideka felt a guilty sense of being caught in the act of adultery. He stammered a few words but couldn't say anything, and finally apologized decisively.

It is indeed very strange.

It's like saying the girlfriend is the one catching the adulterer, and the girlfriend's underwear is the lover?

Why should I feel guilty?

If it weren't for that bastard Aleister watching, I would have taken down that arrogant girl right now, immediately!

Chapter 410 Will it hurt terribly if I insert it?

"Hmph!"

When Misaka Mikoto saw Inoue Eika apologize, she gave a weak, cold snort.

Faced with Inoue Hideka's bulging member, she really couldn't muster any courage; in fact, she could say she wanted to avoid it at all costs.

Trying her best to control her involuntary glances that way, Misaka Mikoto walked to the clothes rack, snatched the underwear from Inoue Eika's hand, quickly tore off the other clothes from the rack and hugged them to her chest, gave another cold snort, and turned to walk away.

"Well!"

Because she was trying her best not to look at Inoue Hideka's lower body, she didn't notice the location of that thing, and when she turned around, her body accidentally brushed against it.

Misaka Mikoto, unaware of what she had bumped into, hurriedly looked down and saw the hideous thing swaying in the air. Her face turned even redder.

"Damn it! Bastard!"

After cursing angrily twice, Misaka Mikoto ran out in a panic.

"Forehead……"

Inoue Hideka, cold sweat pouring down his face, watched as Misaka Mikoto ran out.

Because he felt guilty, he didn't dare to move at all, fearing that he might follow in Cheng Ge's footsteps.

Inoue Eika only relaxed after Misaka Mikoto ran out with the clothes.

This time he finally learned his lesson. He went to the door and locked it from the inside before returning to the showerhead to continue rinsing his body.

……

After throwing her clothes aside, Misaka Mikoto blushed and lay down on her bed.

She was hugging her big teddy bear, muttering curses under her breath, and using her hands and feet to inflict various forms of violence on the teddy bear.

Judging from the looks of it, it seems that the teddy bear is being used as a substitute for someone, and they are punishing that person.

After a while, having calmed down a bit, she turned her head and glared hatefully in the direction of the bathroom, cursing resentfully:

"That bastard! He was definitely going to take someone's underwear... take someone's underwear... to do something bad, right? Bastard! Pervert! Beast! Is he out of his mind? Or are all men like this, always thinking about doing lewd things?"

The room fell silent for a moment, then Misaka Mikoto's shy murmurs echoed in the background.

"It was the same with that Indian poker guy last time. Does he really want to do this, that... that kind of thing to people?"

……

……

"Hmm... I wonder how that idiot is doing now?"

After muttering to herself countless times like before, Misaka Mikoto finally remembered Inoue Eika's condition. She glanced worriedly at the bathroom, where the sound of running water was still going off, and muttered resentfully.

"Speaking of which, his condition doesn't seem normal, does it? Can he really handle it himself?"

Misaka Mikoto didn't know much about male physiology; she had only learned a little during a school science class.

At this moment, she had no idea what to do, but her worry for Inoue Hideka was real.

"The answer should be available online, right? I think it's better to look it up..."

Hesitantly, Misaka Mikoto got out of bed, took out her phone, and, suppressing her embarrassment, began to search for the right course of action for her in this situation.

And then, starting today, Misaka Mikoto learned what adults like to do.

She knew exactly how to proceed, how to conceive, and what measures to take if she didn't want children.

Despairingly putting down her phone, Misaka Mikoto couldn't help but imagine what would happen when that huge thing was inserted into her lower body.

"It will hurt, won't it? No, no... it will hurt so much it'll kill me, won't it?"

Sitting blankly on the edge of the bed, Misaka Mikoto raised her head, staring at the ceiling above her, and muttered to herself in a daze.

"This is absolutely a joke! How could anyone put that thing in... in... in there! It's so big, how could anyone fit it in there! This is absolutely insane! This world must be insane! Waaah... Waaah... But, but, if we don't let that bastard do this, what will happen to him? Will he suffocate?"

Misaka Mikoto frantically scratched her head, then remembered that the current situation was still unresolved. She glanced at the bathroom and became worried again.

She only looked up what to do in this situation online, but didn't look up what would happen if she didn't do it.

Right now, Misaka Mikoto is lost in her own delusions and endless agonizing over whether or not to let some bastard do whatever he wants to her body.

"But... but we have to put that thing in..."

Thinking of this, Misaka Mikoto seemed to feel a pain in her lower body and involuntarily brought her legs together.

"In that case, I'd be the one who dies, right? By the way, can that thing really be put inside a woman's body? How did people in the past manage? Has no one really died because of this?"

After agonizing over this for a long time, Misaka Mikoto suddenly sat up on the edge of the bed, clenched her little fists, and yelled in frustration:

"Aaaaaah! Whatever! Everyone else does it this way! I refuse to believe I, Misaka Mikoto, can't do it! I'll solve that bastard's problem first!"

After shouting that, Misaka Mikoto felt she had finally regained some of her usual confidence, and with a resolute expression, she walked towards the bathroom.

pat!

The door opened.

The door is open??

"Huh??"

Misaka Mikoto, who had just made up her mind, looked completely bewildered as Inoue Eika walked out of the door, dressed in the same clothes as before and standing neatly in front of her.

what's the situation?

This guy… Misaka Mikoto subconsciously looked down at Inoue Eika’s lower body… This guy, he’s healed himself?

"Mikoto? What's wrong?"

As Inoue Hideka dried her hair, she walked out of the bathroom and looked at Misaka Mikoto, who seemed to be planning something again, and asked her in confusion.

"N-nothing! There's nothing at all!"

Shaking her head vigorously like a rattle-drum, Misaka Mikoto blushed and vehemently denied it.

"Oh……"

Inoue Hideka gave Misaka Mikoto a strange look, drew out a sound in response, and walked over to sit down by Misaka Mikoto's bed.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the phone lying on the bed, its screen still lit.

The text is hard to read, but the pictures... how about checking out a sex position encyclopedia?

Wow! What are you looking at?!

Noticing Inoue Hidekazu's gaze and the increasingly strange look in it, Misaka Mikoto, like a frightened bird, quickly ran over, snatched the phone that no one was actually trying to take, and held it protectively in her arms, blushing so that Inoue Hidekazu wouldn't look at it anymore.

what……

Inoue Hideka sighed helplessly, tossed the towel aside, crossed her legs and sat on the edge of the bed, staring intently at Misaka Mikoto.

"What are you looking at?"

Misaka Mikoto's already tense nerves became even more strained under Inoue Eika's gaze, and she asked in a flustered manner.

Wait a minute, this guy just saw what was on my phone. He doesn't think, doesn't think I'm that kind of shameless girl, does he?

Thinking of this, Misaka Mikoto hurriedly began to defend herself again.

"Hey! People are looking at this to help you solve your problem! Don't misunderstand anything."

"Oh? How will Misaka help me solve this problem?"

Inoue Hideka knew exactly what kind of girl Misaka Mikoto was, so there was no need for her to explain anything.

Upon hearing Misaka Mikoto's words, Inoue Eika's thoughts of teasing her resurfaced.

With a mocking smile on her face, Inoue Hideka stared intently at Misaka Mikoto, eagerly awaiting her answer.

Chapter 411 An Order from the Tide Shore

"Eh?"

Hearing Inoue Hideka bring up this embarrassing question again, Misaka Mikoto was somewhat flustered and mumbled incoherently:

"It's...it's just..."