A Certain Magical Index, Vol. 8 Read Online Free PDF

because you give in to these temptations that you’ll end up being happy and plump in places you don’t want—
Eek?!
”
    Before Mikoto could finish, she sensed a menacing outburst. Next to her, Shirai’s face was down, so she couldn’t see her expression well. She was muttering to herself.
    “K-Kuroko? I promise, I was about to wrap that up by saying if you eat that stuff, you’d really just need to exercise a little!”
    “Big Sister…If you continue to say things that wound a maiden’s heart like that, I will gladly teleport your clothing away in a busy street in broad daylight.”
    Shirai, her hands out and fingers wiggling, was the natural enemy of girls everywhere. If she touched anything with those hands, whether it was a skirt or underwear, it’d be warped to wherever she liked. Half-naked or fully nude—everything was completely in her control.
    As Mikoto feared the approaching stripping disaster, a cell phone ringtone suddenly went off. Its melody loosened the tension between them.
    Mikoto listened to it—it was different from her own ringtone. “Kuroko…You still have all that useless stuff on your phone? Do you really need to have so many ringtones?”
    “Heh-heh. And despite that, it’s too small, too easy to lose, too hard to press the buttons, and too hard to see the screen.” Shirai chuckled, exhausted, and took out her cell phone.
    It, however, was vastly different from the general idea of what cell phones should be. It was cylindrical, like a tube of lipstick, one centimeter in diameter and five centimeters long. The actual part of it, clear and thin as a piece of paper, slid out from a slit on the side.
    “That thing looks so futuristic, and yet it has no functionality at all,” remarked Mikoto. “What a sham of a phone.”
    “Nobody asked you! I happen to like silly futuristic things. One day I want to ride a train that goes through a clear tube, too…Oh, excuse me for a moment, please.”
    Shirai turned her back to Mikoto. She looked at the screen, then put the actual phone part of it to her ear. It was a phone number in her contacts list. The numbers displayed on the screen belonged to an Academy City security group called Judgment, a police-like, anti-esper organization formed to solve problems in the city that Shirai belonged to.
    “Yes, this is Shirai! I will have you know that I have finally gone shopping with Big Sister today and had just gotten to a good part. What could possibly be important enough to get in the way of that?”
    “Wah…I’m relieved I was able to protect Miss Misaka’s chastity.”
    The one on the phone was, of course, a colleague of hers from Judgment. The girl’s voice was sweet like candy rolling around. Shirai considered immediately hanging up.
    “Shirai, I ran into kind of a problem that a newcomer like me can’t handle all alone. I’d like to get a veteran’s opinion.”
    “You mean in terms of Level?”
    “Uh-huh.”
    “Even though I am currently standing next to Big Sister and having the best time of my life?”
    “Uh-huh. This really was an excellent coincidence in terms of timing. I’m surprised myself! Is this when I should laugh really loudly because I won? Wah-ha-ha-ha-ha!!”
    Shirai slammed the cell phone microphone against a shop wall nearby.
    “Ow?! M-my ears are ringing; the receiver’s all weird…”
    “If you make any more fun of me, I’ll give you a nice present. How does nails on glass sound?”
    “A-anyway, I’ll be waiting at Branch 177. The situation is accelerating relatively quickly, so please come within thirty minutes.”
    Click
. The girl hung up.
    Kuroko Shirai sighed, putting back her cell phone. Regretfully, she turned back to Mikoto Misaka. “I do apologize for this, Big Sister. This is—Well, it is very difficult for me to say, but a rude idiot from Judgment has assigned me a job…”
    “Don’t worry about it. I’ll see you off with my great big smile.”
    “…I could cry right now. I have no