[31.10.2025 First part of few]
After being kicked out of the Sukiyaki Ushinobu hot pot restaurant, much to Mikoto's displeasure, the group (somehow?) arrived at a certain familiar hangout in the underground shopping mall. Quite familiar place for certain brunette, as it having dinning tables in middle and food stalls on sides, especially because certain shop was near. The exact one whose yellow products, helped created a certain chicken-run incident that occurred on Friday. Her current predicament, started with Touma making a remark about how he was still hungry and that he hadn't even eaten properly due to all the commotion that had happened at the restaurant. Misaka of course scolded him with words; (Why didn't you say that sooner?!) and in tsundere style, she suggested to buy something for him, actually inviting him to go sit somewhere. Of course Index and Misaki tag along giving the brunette a silent treatment. So she lead them toward a waiting line leading to a pick up fast food stand.
However, as a terrible coincidence, their group ran into a certain chatty duo who had gotten on Mikoto's nerves during their previous happenstance encounter on Tuesday. Like before, she got caught up in their witty conversation as they stood in line at a snack stand. The moment Misaka notice them by their voices, she immediately got an (Oh no!) expression on her face, as if she was frozen in shock, not knowing what to do next.
Luckily for her, they didn't notice her arrival, because they stand a little ahead of them in the waiting line. And of course, the first one with something to prove to himself or to others, had another life experience story he wanted to share with his friend. "Duude,-- I'm telling you, you're not going to believe this."
Meanwhile, the other one made another sarcastic remarks nearly mocking him. "Bro,-- I already not believing, that you had had another episode of your miraculously eventful life. I'm starting to think, that you've become the protagonist of a harem manga, but no one bother to told that to the scriptwriter. So you are treated as a background character by every player, not even bothering to explore what routes you have." [Date sim games reference for a character that can be dated with.] "Anyway, go ahead! Amuse me!"
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So once again the first one start his story. "It was almost a nighttime, far after the curfew and I was heading home, aiming to pass a certain road intersection. Streets were already nearly empty and the street lights were already at dim setting. It was ideal setting for something scary. When suddenly,-- there was a magazine with a titillating content; (hanging?) in the air, right on the opposite corner of the intersection as if it was standing there, waiting for someone to pick up. From that distance I noticed, that it was one of those, that have such light ticklish things of adult content in an acceptable cover. Just the supposed innocent type, where the eye of experienced reader, immediately knows what it is about.
Anyway, it was floating above ground, right on the corner of the sidewalk and of course, something like that can't just be hanging in the air and on the street. So I looked up, at the building roof across the street and there was something camouflaged. Only after focusing my eyes for a moment, on something as if made of transparent glass, did I see something that resembled a huge almost invisible spider, sitting there and lurking. That's when I realized, that the magazine was actually a decoy, a bait, hanging on a spider's thread. I completely froze until the magazine began to move, levitating, traveling in a meter high along the sidewalk. I glanced up, and realize it was the spider operating the bait to lure a prey into a trap.
I was expecting some retard to come out from around the corner, but…" Remembering at that situation he shivered with a cold. "Man, I was expecting some horny guy to appear... But what happy jumpy walking, hopped out from around the corner, excitedly and with a smile on its face, almost gave me a cardiac arrest." [Heart attack]
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Sarcastic dude mock him. "Let me guess. After you collapsed to the ground:... Some super-busty space alien girl, jumped in, making a grand heroic rescue. Her bouncing kittens, do a hypnotic dance, lurking your hands to reach toward her blossom, and in your gratitude to her, pet the duo.
Yet she mistook that pervy gesture toward her as a desperate call for a help. So she make an expression that she did an important decisions, while standing up in a combat stance.
She chased away those demons, who aimed to turn you into its night dinner. She take you limb body into her arms and saved your life with mouth-to-mouth methods, passionate putting her lips on yours. She literally breathed life back into your body, up to down. Then, she told you, that she on education trip, a learning mission, seeking to understand a humanity. She wanted to get to know and explore Earth's culture in detail. So she suggested, that as a her reward for saving your life; you let her live in your room as your girlfriend. And that was the beginning of your romantic story with a space girl."
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Those two must have an old friend buddies, because the pinch had no effect on the first one. "Duude, this is an academic city: even a two-kilometer spaceship landing on bright day, would be like; increased air traffic. But back to that magazine and the thing that hopped out from around the corner: It was a little nun with silver-blonde hair in a full body, tea set like white robe, with golden trim, that was a little too big for her, yet her hairs was overgrowing that white hat-veil for covering her mane. Someone must have said to her, that she'd eventually grow-up into it, as a prank. She was just a kid who was just starting to grow. In about a year or two, as her curves start to develop, I would have been interested in her. (But, back on track!) This hopping young girl, she followed the magazine down the street excitedly, like she was having some kind of adventure, eyes set on treasure running away from her.
I said to myself, (Shit!! That idiot is heading to the trap like a fly to a spider's web.)I called out to her, but when she looked at me: she don't get my intention, and friendly waved back with a huge smile on her face. She kept going, dint even bothering to slow down. I wanted to run after her, but some mysterious force took the strength out of my legs. Duude, I'm a sprinter and this has never happened to me. I literally let this little one, happy-hop away and just watched her disappear into the darkness. I felt absolutely terrible, that I didn't save her. Duude,-- Nights in AC are scary, when this happens to growing girls."
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As before the other start to think about it, making an analysis. "Hey bro,-- I just have one question for you. Are you on 100% sure, that the spider was bait for the girl? Wasn't it that, the girl itself, was bait for you, and the spider something; was there just to distract you? After all, that spider would have fed on you more than on that tea nun ghost. Besides, that chick could have been just something like a makeshift puppet, controlled by none other than the fisherman himself who was going to catch you. You said it yourself, that robe was too big to her, concealing what is actually inside. I read that some predatory ambush animals, hunts a predators mimicking they preys. Heck there is a snake who hunts a flying birds. Do you even stop for moment?; to think about (How ridiculous!) is to encounter an underage white habit nun in this city of science at night?
But since your subconscious, saw through the trick in front of you, and is demonstrably more intelligent than you, it prevented you from falling into the spider's web trap?
Because the chick you described, strongly reminds me of the glutton who gobbles up an outrageous amount of food every day. So big pile that will be enough for a football team. They dare to claim, that it's a tribute to the hundred thousand forbidden books she's memorized. Maybe that (appetite for?) manifested into AIM poltergeist, ghost or wraith. Then the glassy phantom spider you saw, was something your subconscious came up with as a warning, to make you questioning whats going on. You said it yourself: Transparent glass, invisible, like a phantom or illusion. All that to make a mental pressure on you. That if you're not careful, that white chick will catch you in her plot web, with the intention of teaching you; what true love is. She will turn a boy like you into a man. Can you imagine how much pro she must be, from what's in her head? Anyone can become a potential expert, if he read a thousand book, talking about the same discipline or topic. Or imagine dogging a bullet, that when this glutton will take you into her care; that she will suck you dry, like juice box with a straw. And when she will leaving the room with an angelic smile; you as a mummy, will rise a thumb up as a farewell to that angel of love."
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Misaka, standing behind them, couldn't help but overhear their conversation. What's more, she couldn't help but give it some deeper thought. (("What are those two talking about? That the long-haired one has a hundred thousand forbidden books in her head?")) She frowned in disbelief, trying to figure out what they meant. (("Forbidden books... Hmmm...")) As she strained her brain... Finally, she imagined a book inaccessible to youth with titillating content for adults. ("...") It was a few seconds… a moments of numbness, after which the realization came to her. Misaka face suddenly turned red; as she imagined the platinum silver young nun, in an almost erotic pose, uttering a certain ambiguous sentence. It could be interpreted as words of comfort from a pious person, but also as words full of seduction. Tsundere shook her head violently. (("No! No! No!! This must be a mistake! Mistake!! She's a nun after all! Those forbidden books tag, must have some rational explanation!! So (What the hell?!) am I thinking about?!!…")) Yet she start seriously thinking about it.(("However... This is Gakuen-Toshi...") [Academic City]
Railgun didn't notice it, or it didn't reach her consciousness, but blushing Kamijou seemed to have something similar in his mind to her, or perhaps it was a much deeper thought.
In contrast, hidden in corner of eye vision of the rest, Shokuhou with a foxy expression, had an expression that had an idea of what the others were thinking, as if she read in them as if they were an open books for her. Somebody can speculate, that as tricky fox she is, keeping silent at this moment only means that she saves her stingy comment, (to remind them this story), for the right opportunity.
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As the two guys made they purchase, and started to leave, carrying their food portions from the stand, the first one turned a little pale. "Eh... Now that you put it... Nights in AC are scary, Duude..."
Of course the second has been suspiciously supportive. "So you see brother, stay vigilant and you will live another day!" Yet he change his tone of voice in hint of actuall intervention to help his buddy. "Bro, your miraculous eyes need a cheek up. So, do yourself a solid one, and go to doctor. At this rate you start see a super-stings. [Theoretical bottom level of matter and energy, even smaller-lover that quarks and atoms.] No, seriously, I taking you to see an eye doctor."
They departure led to the fact that the brunette was almost next to make an order. But even as the next customer move forward to the front of the clerk window, she was hesitant to take the second step, to reduce the distance, as if she was waiting for something. For example, for a signal... and it came.
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It was the aforementioned nun who spoke from behind the middle-high school girl from Tokiwadai as if she was giving some explanation for the unspoken question. "If I put aside the exaggeration and colorful comparisons, Shutaura was actually demanding answers."
As a reply, Kamijou sighed having a rhetoric question. "She really can't ask normally. Don't she?"
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Index began to explain. "I think; since she didn't get to do any serious action during the entire incident, where she could shine as a (rightful) heroic protector of the city. She really wanted at least some explanation of what was going on around, especially behind-the-scenes. It almost seemed, like she was coincidentally left out of the so-called (active members) circle. Around which all revolved, and who had at least some awareness, that this was more than a festival of breaking free from the chains of leadership. Considering her tendencies to be to too quick to jump into a fight, its feel like the higher-up, just played a crowd control. Like bounding her to kennel [dog house], making her visible on chain, for everyone to see where the guard dog is. She really didn't liked, to be was used as a reverse decoy."
The rest from this quartet had an expression that they shall not comment this.
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Little nun keep talking. "Instead of simply inviting me to a restaurant to talk over a dish, she decided to drag me into a side alley where no one would disturb our eye to eye talk. I give her two points out of ten, for that desperate Kabedon of hers. [A flirting move.] Actually, I'm not even quite sure, what she was trying to achieve at this point. One moment, it looked like she was trying to kidnap me. The next, she give out the impression of a troublemaker, who was more interested in demanding attention than bullying the main character. However, I still get on my nerves that her sullen expression, with her puffy cheeks and arms folded across her chest when she started spying on Touma. All she needed to do is talk to her sister, to skip all the drama. Why some people must have such a difficult approach to releasing a steam?" Then she turn her head to directly at Tokiwadai Ace face, because the brown haired girl was spacing out.
Railgun, didn't even had a time to get out of her thoughts, making her half-panicked (Huh??), when the white-blond duo, pushed her to the food stand window, saying it was their turn. Both of them had shining eyes full of innocent anticipation, so to speak. Mikoto's eyebrows twitched, when she realized that they expect, that it will be she who will be buying food for them too, since she had already invited him. Especially since paying for others was something she tried to avoid, as a principle; to not to buy other people company. Yet she picked up her money bag.
The innocently wild smiling white nun outstretch her hand toward the clerk with wide spread five fingers on open palm, asking for 10 portions of serving for her.
Except that the blood vein on tsundere forehead boiled up. So while she roughly squeezes her frog-themed money bag as if she wanted to angrily burst the frog in her hand, she sternly honks/bark at the waiter to make double portions of everything for their particular group. Obviously, she dint intent to make the nun happy, but in side shot, her intention was to get back at least one particular joker/prankster in this group, dropping a bomb of (When in Rome act as Roman.).
The amount of food was enough for a ten adult people, so they must divided it between themselves to carry it out from the food stand. For some reason the nun was hopping happily with her hands full, when they were leaving toward the table siting area.