Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

He spat the cigarette he was holding onto the ground, and an impatient expression appeared on his face.

"Stiyl Magnus."

"They're from the British Puritan Church; they've come here specifically to stop this woman from making the deal."

"A trade? A trade of what?"

"Would you trade that ordinary board she has?"

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"To be frank, I don't think there's anything about her that's worth trading."

"Well, aside from her body."

Touching his chin, Makoto Haramura scanned Oriana's body again with little interest.

He is no longer an ignorant person who knows nothing about magic. With the blessing of those 103,000 magic books, 99.999% of the magic in this world is no match for him.

How could he not tell whether Orianna possessed any special magical items?

In her eyes, the only thing that could be considered a transaction was Oriana's body, which was absolutely irresistible to men.

"Ok?"

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

Flames erupted instantly.

The flames flowed like air, spreading across the entire plank and burning away the white cloth covering it completely.

What's inside is revealed.

It's a very ordinary thing, something like a drawing board.

"It seems there's something interesting going on. Tell me about it. You shouldn't mind, right?"

Makoto Haramura vanished again, and without any mercy, he stomped directly on Oriana's head.

Oriana, who was about to wake up, was knocked unconscious again with the help of Makoto Haramura's kick.

"Wow, that's ruthless."

Touma Kamijou's lips twitched.

He truly hadn't expected that his seemingly kind junior would act so fiercely.

Honestly, this was much more ruthless than he usually does.

"I think this level of attack is to be expected. It's much better than her waking up halfway through and attacking us."

"Wait, this isn't that important, is it?"

"Deputy Director, didn't you want to know the whole story? We're in a rush right now, so let me explain the situation to you."

The phone in Touma Kamijou's hand rang with that flippant voice again.

"No, wait, you bastard, isn't this something you shouldn't tell others? Don't drag my junior into this, Tsuchimikado."

"Kamijou, don't you understand even now?"

“Our junior has been involved in this matter for a long time. Telling him was an order from above.”

……

"Roar?"

"Thorn Thrust Hangjian, another fool who doesn't know his own limitations and is completely clueless."

The story is short, but it basically involves this woman trading a magical artifact called the Thorn Sword in Academy City, a place where magical forces have little chance of infiltrating.

This piercing sword, like a saint, is a legendary object linked to the principle of idols.

According to idol theory, a saint is one who possesses physical characteristics and attributes similar to the divine child in order to have some of the divine child's power. However, while inheriting the divine child's power, a saint also inherits the divine child's weaknesses.

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

Hanging on a cross, with nails firmly planted in his hands and feet, he was then impaled to death without any power to resist, thus completing the ultimate execution of the divine child. The spear that killed the divine child was named the Spear of Longinus.

If you extract the religious meaning of this 'execution' and 'stabbing to death' and make it into a spiritual garment, it would be the so-called 'Thrusting Sword'.

In other words, the Spikes were modeled after the Spear of Longinus. Just as Longinus could kill the divine child without regard to any factors, the Spikes also possessed the power to kill saints unconditionally.

"However, it's quite interesting."

"Choosing to come here was definitely the right decision."

He muttered these words to himself, then turned around, took out his phone, typed a message, and sent it out immediately.

Less than a second later, Makoto Haramura's phone rang again.

The reply number was a jumble of characters, and the reply itself was very simple, containing only two words: "Okay."

"The problem is whether you agree or not, I want it all."

After putting his phone back in his pocket, Makoto Haramura squatted down and extended his hand without hesitation.

It stretched out its claws towards the towering peaks.

"Tsk, it's already this late."

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; Makoto Haramura had already reached his hand in and was freely moving forward in that narrow crevice.

Then...

As Makoto Haramura withdrew his hand, the word card Oriana had just used was still between his two fingers.

"What did you two think it was?"

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

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

He simply put Oriana's 'Shorthand Original' into his pocket.

"It's common sense to separate a mage's magical artifacts before interrogating her, isn't it?"

In reality, both magicians and sorcerers are only half-baked; they all need magical tools in advance to cast their spells.

However, Orianna is a little special. Her spirit dress is the Shorthand Book. The Shorthand Book is a magic book that extracts the key points of automatically repeating spells and designs them to be used and then discarded.

The advantages of this magic are obvious, as are its disadvantages.

The advantage is that she can prepare all kinds of magic in advance, enough to deal with all kinds of situations. The disadvantage is that once she has used up all the magic she has prepared, she will be unable to use magic at all.

Therefore, without the grimoire that Orianna created herself, she could not use magic.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, your actions just now were really misleading."

Kamijou Touma scratched his head sheepishly.

"Then I'll wake her up."

Ignoring the two people, Haramura Makoto raised his hand high towards that fair, cough cough, face.

"Snapped--!"

With a crisp crack, a bright red handprint was left on Oriana's face.

"Um--"

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

"it hurts."

"My abdomen hurts a lot."

"My face hurts so much, it's burning."

Did I just land face down?

Several thoughts flashed through Oriana's mind in quick succession. Even though she wasn't fully awake, she still understood her current situation.

There was no doubt that he had been captured.

Wait, something's strange, there's something off about my chest.

"Shh-"

Orianna's pupils snapped open instantly, and like a spring, she sat up abruptly from her lying position.

She instinctively covered her chest with her hands.

A blush crept onto her alluring face.

"Weren't you acting quite promiscuous just now? Why would you care about something like this?"

Makoto Haramura tilted his head and spoke directly to the thoughts of Touma Kamijou and Stiyl.

She was wearing clothes that practically exposed her entire chest, and her behavior just now was quite lewd. What's with the act of pretending to be innocent now?

"That's a completely different matter. Even though I look like this, I'm only eighteen this year, and I'm still a virgin."

Upon hearing Haramura Makoto's words, Oriana couldn't help but retort.

"Forget it, I can't be bothered with your feelings right now."

"The Thorn-Piercing Sword shouldn't be on you."

"Tell me your real purpose."

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

On the surface, this incident involved the trading of Thorn Swords within Academy City, but in reality, it was not.

This is likely a false rumor spread by the woman to mislead others.

First, according to statistics, this woman has been wandering around various parts of Academy City for at least four hours.

Even if Touma and the others had started chasing this woman, it would have been two hours already.

That amount of time should have been more than enough for Orianna to complete the transaction, but she didn't and just wandered around Academy City.

Secondly, and most importantly.

What about Orianna's trade items?

Both Tsuchimikado Motoharu and Kamijou Touma believed that the large wooden plank Orianna was carrying was indeed the Spiked Sword.

The problem is that the board was just an ordinary board.

Therefore, the conclusion can be drawn.

The story about the piercing sword is indeed true, but Orianna's wandering around Academy City must have another reason.

"Humph!"

Oriana turned her head away, completely ignoring what Haramura Makoto had said.

"He's still a stubborn person."

Makoto Haramura grinned and gently patted Oriana's smooth shoulder.

"Although I have many excellent methods of punishment that I can provide for your use."

"I'm also very interested in trying it out."

"However, I think it's necessary for me to introduce two things to you now."

Even though Makoto Haramura was speaking with a smile, Touma Kamijou and Stiyl, who were present, were inexplicably enveloped in a chill.

"The first one is the latest model of truth serum."

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

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

"It can be injected anywhere on your body. After the injection, it will quickly damage your brain, and you will be able to recount everything that happens to you in the next year in detail."

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