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One tap, two taps... When she tapped for the third time, Kihara Tsurugi suddenly stopped.

The two girls seemed to use this as a medium to strike instantly.

However, instead of immediately activating his spatial abilities, Kihara Tatsuki quickly moved the flashlight and turned it on.

The flashlight suddenly shone a strong beam, directly onto Shirai Kuroko's face.

This is a specially designed high-intensity flashlight. If you look directly at this light at night, it can even cause temporary blindness.

To activate [Spatial Teleportation], one must concentrate intensely. Shirai Kuroko felt a white blur before her eyes and her eyeballs hurt, so she immediately closed them.

By the time she was mentally prepared to activate her abilities, it was too late.

In an instant, his arms, thighs, shoulders, and calves were all pierced by various objects.

There were cutlery, bottle opener, and broken pieces of porcelain!

The outcome was decided in an instant.

Shirai Kuroko's body lay on the ground like a broken doll.

"So, a little kid is a little kid, why pretend to be an adult?" Kihara Tsurugi picked up her suitcase and quickly left the airport.

Only Shirai Kuroko was left lying on the ground, taking deep breaths in an attempt to ease the pain in her body.

About two minutes later, an eerie darkness enveloped her body.

"Oh dear! It seems your situation isn't very good." Yamabuki Hanajin shook her head slightly upon seeing Shirai Kuroko's physical condition.

This wound was inflicted even though the other party showed mercy and didn't intend to kill.

If Kihara Ayaki's first attack had been aimed at Shirai Kuroko's head, they could be preparing for a feast now.

Shirai Kuroko's breathing was very heavy: "Stop making sarcastic remarks and come help me."

"Do you want me to call an ambulance for you?" Yamabuki Hanajin asked.

"No! If we call an ambulance, my sister will definitely find out. We risked our lives so as not to involve her people, didn't we? It'll be pointless if she finds out. Take me back to my dorm; I have hemostatic medicine there." Shirai Kuroko gritted her teeth.

Yamabuki Hanajin walked over and gently picked up Shirai Kuroko.

This thirteen-year-old girl was lighter than I had imagined.

Just like a leaf.

Moreover, seeing Shirai Kuroko covered in blood, Yamabuki Hanajin felt even more inclined to bully the girl.

By the time the disciplinary committee members arrived, only a pool of blood remained on the ground; the person had vanished.

Misaka Mikoto is not in the dormitory; she may have gone out to do something.

Fortunately, only Yamabuki Hanajin and Shirai Kuroko remained in the room.

Yamabuki Hanajin placed the girl in the bathtub and tore off her blood-stained clothes.

"Hey! What are you doing? I'm already like this, you're not trying to take advantage of me, are you?" Shirai Kuroko shouted, her face flushed.

Even when writing about kuroko (black-hearted characters), she's still a perverted Shirai Kuroko, and she feels very embarrassed taking off her clothes in front of strangers.

"Of course I'll heal your wounds. Don't worry, I'm a demon with professional ethics. Although I'm very interested in the bodies of human girls, I also know what's important and what's urgent. Be good, let me take off your clothes!" Yamabuki Hanajin squinted her eyes.

"Now that you mention it, I'm even more worried. What kind of monster is this? Get me the first-aid kit. I can treat my wounds myself. Get out of here right now," Shirai Kuroko shouted.

Yamabuki Hanajin tilted her head slightly: "You can't even lift your hand like this, can you? I meant well."

After saying that, he tore off all of Shirai Kuroko's blood-stained school uniform.

Shirai Kuroko clasped her arms tightly to her chest, her face contorted with a pleading expression: "Onee-sama, please forgive Kuroko, Kuroko encountered a pervert. Although I might become unclean, Kuroko will still love Onee-sama with all her heart... Ahhh..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shirai Kuroko suddenly screamed.

Yamabuki Hanakami casually tossed the knife she had pulled out onto the ground.

"Could you have reminded me before you drew your sword? So I could have been mentally prepared." Shirai Kuroko was in so much pain that her whole body was convulsing.

Removing foreign objects from the body without anesthesia is no different from torture.

The wound reopened, and blood stained Shirai Kuroko's underwear.

Yamabuki Hanajin calmly treated the wound, applying hemostatic ointment and then wrapping it with a clean bandage.

Academy City's technology is twenty years more advanced than the outside world, and this is also reflected in its pharmaceuticals.

It's just a very ordinary ointment, yet it has hemostatic, analgesic, and anti-inflammatory effects.

"You're actually wearing innocent white lingerie today. I thought you were wearing a see-through bikini underneath," Yamabuki Hanajin asked.

Shirai Kuroko was in so much pain that she was in no mood for jokes, and she lay in the bathtub, her body convulsing uncontrollably.

"Are you ready? I'm going to pull one out." Yamabuki Hanajin reached out and grabbed the knife stuck in her calf.

"Wait...no...ahhh!"

Shirai Kuroko let out a scream like a chicken being slaughtered.

The knife had been taken out without anyone noticing.

"Kuroko, there are six more wounds like this. Are you sure you can handle it?" A strange smile suddenly appeared on Yamabuki Hanajin's face: "Today I am the Great Demon. How about trying to sign a contract with me? Although it is unlikely that I can heal you, I can remove all the metal parts from your body painlessly."

Shirai Kuroko grabbed Yamabuki Hanajin's clothes and roared in a murderous tone, "Why didn't you say you had this ability sooner! You made me suffer so much!"

You didn't ask me either.

Chapter 265: Pull it out! It's bleeding~

Contract Contents:

The demon Yamabuki Hanajin helps Shirai Kuroko remove the metal object that was stuck in her body (without any pain). In exchange, Shirai Kuroko must sacrifice a day to spend with Yamabuki Hanajin, eating, drinking and having fun.

Once both parties sign their names, the contract is established.

Shirai Kuroko carefully examined the contract, confirming that there were no traps hidden inside. After all, the legendary demons were all cunning and their favorite thing to do was to deceive little girls and then devour their souls.

“I’m not like those despicable demons; I’m a kind demon. And I never lie.” Yamabuki Hanajin squinted.

Shirai Kuroko signed her name on the paper with her weak and powerless hand.

The contract is established.

"Alright, now take all those metal objects out of my body!" Shirai Kuroko closed her eyes tightly.

It's supposed to be painless, but shouldn't the feeling be similar to getting anesthesia? You can still feel it a little bit.

“It’s over.” Yamabuki Hanajin gently released his hand, and a large pile of metal objects slid from his palm, hanging on the ground with a crackling sound.

Shirai Kuroko was completely baffled; she simply couldn't comprehend this ability.

Superpowers are based on quantum mechanics.

For example, Shirai Kuro's ability is [spatial teleportation]. What is the probability that a normal person can perform spatial teleportation?

According to calculations based on quantum mechanics, the probability is probably only one in a hundred million.

The superpower is to collapse all results except for the one in a billion that is successful in [spatial teleportation].

In this way, Shirai Kuroko can easily use her superpowers to travel back and forth in space.

The abilities of demons are completely beyond human comprehension.

Just as humans in the Stone Age could not understand nuclear weapons.

Humanity's technological and magical knowledge is also unable to comprehend the abilities of demons.

In the world of A Certain Magical Index, mystery represents everything.

The only thing that can defeat the mysterious is something even more mysterious.

At this moment, Shirai Kuroko really wanted to have a good cry.

Why didn't you say so sooner if you had this ability? I wouldn't have had to suffer so much!

"Alright. Let me treat your wound. It might hurt a little." After treating Shirai Kuroko's wound, Yamabuki Hanajin casually pulled off Shirai Kuroko's underwear.

"What are you going to do? You're not planning to do anything weird to me, are you?" Shirai Kuroko blushed and covered her chest.

"Your clothes are covered in blood. Doesn't it hurt to wear them? Take them off and I'll take you to the dry cleaners," said Yamabuki Hanajin, squinting.

How developed can a thirteen-year-old girl be?

I don't know about other people's Yamabuki Hanajin, but Shirai Kuroko...

Young and with a smooth life ahead.

He's clearly a genius capable of bringing peace to the world.

"Just throw them away. Bring me my clothes over." Shirai Kuroko pointed to the wardrobe outside.

Yamabuki Hanajin found two pieces of underwear that looked normal and a spare Tokiwadai school uniform in the closet and handed them to Shirai Kuroko.

Shirai Kuroko really wanted to get dressed on her own, but the clothes she was wearing were just too heavy.

Normally, this type of injury would require hospitalization.

Shirai Kuroko was barely holding on.

There was no other way, so in the end, Yamabuki Hanakami helped her put on her clothes.

Shirai Kuroko glared at Yamabuki Hanajin with displeasure.

I always feel like I'm being taken advantage of.

"Don't look at me like that. How about this, if I become Misaka Mikoto someday and go on a date with you?" Yamabuki Hanajin asked.

"Hmph, how could my love for my sister be just a facade?" Shirai Kuroko said this, but she had already started fantasizing about what the date would be like.

Just as the two of them were conspiring in this wicked scheme, the sound of the door opening suddenly came from the doorway.

The two of them held their breath instantly.

It was already late outside, so Misaka Mikoto must have returned.

"Kuroko? Are you in the bathroom? You're back so early today? Have you finished your disciplinary work?" Misaka Mikoto asked in a very casual tone.

Just as Shirai Kuroko was about to speak, she stretched her wound and almost cried out in pain.

"Sister... Sister, I'm changing my SS underwear in the bathroom, please don't come in..." Shirai Kuroko said weakly, forcibly suppressing the pain in her body.

"Kuroko? Your voice sounds strange. Are you alright?" Misaka Mikoto asked softly.

"How could I possibly be in trouble? I still have disciplinary committee duties to do later. Oh, right, sister, please help me deal with the room check." Shirai Kuroko leaned softly against the bathroom door.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Unfortunately, I also have to go out for a while. It looks like we'll both get points deducted today," Misaka Mikoto said in a helpless tone.

The two sisters were silent for a while, but Misaka Mikoto spoke first: "By the way, Kuroko, it's probably going to rain tonight, remember to come back early."

"Sister too."

A moment later, the sound of the door closing came from outside; it must have been Misaka Mikoto who left.

Shirai Kuroko struggled to her feet.

"Are you sure you don't want me to take you to the hospital?" Yamabuki Hanajin stood quietly behind Shirai Kuroko.

“It’s already come to this point, there’s no way it can stop.” Shirai Kuroko stretched her arms slightly.

The ointment may be working; the pain has eased considerably compared to when it first started.

She has figured out the woman's abilities.

Although theoretically, Kihara Tatsuki's potential in all aspects far surpasses that of Shirai Kuroko.

But don't forget, this is the world of A Certain Magical Index.

It is common for the weak to win against the strong.

The level of attributes does not determine the outcome of a battle.

If we truly look at the battles in the world of A Certain Magical Index from the most objective perspective...

Kamijou Touma vs. Accelerator: It would be a miracle if Kamijou Touma could last even five seconds.