"I'm full, I'm full. This is the first time in my memory that I have ever felt completely full. Thank you," Index said softly while patting her round stomach with satisfaction.
"You really are something. You ate the equivalent of three days' worth of food for both Misaka and me." Even though Arata had already expected this, he still wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. If he did not make sure Index was completely full every time, even his Level 5 allowance might not be enough to support her appetite.
"You made it taste so delicious. Are you a professional chef who cooks for state banquets?" Index asked curiously. She rolled around happily on the tatami like a Persian cat and could not help making a satisfied swallowing sound.
Arata opened a can of soda, sat cross legged on the tatami, and said with a proud smile, "With my current cooking skills, no one in the world can surpass me when it comes to cooking."
With the legendary cooking utensils in his possession, any professional chef would have to bow their head in defeat before him.
"Such a cute little nun. Are you going to take a bath and then go to sleep now?" Arata said with a smile.
"...Although you are a kind person who helped a nun, if you plan to do bad things to a nun, the Father in Heaven will definitely punish you." Index said cautiously.
Arata turned his head and looked at the suddenly vigilant girl with an amused expression before chuckling softly.
"Even though I am a teenage boy going through puberty, I have absolutely no interest in girls who have not developed yet."
Index instantly sensed the malicious meaning behind those words. Her cheeks puffed up like an angry pufferfish as if her pride had been seriously wounded. She unconsciously revealed her small sharp canine teeth in frustration.
What exactly did he mean by "a girl who has not developed yet"?
"Sister, you are not actually planning to bite me, are you?" Arata looked at Index whose eyes were beginning to fill with tears. Her lips were slightly parted, revealing her shining teeth. He could not help feeling a little embarrassed.
I think I really messed up just now. I actually told a girl who has not fully matured that she has not developed yet.
"Snap!"
A clear biting sound echoed through the room, and Arata immediately paid the price for his careless words.
"Hey, Index. You are showing absolutely no mercy to the person who just cooked for you. That kind of behavior is not very holy," Arata said while blowing on the spot on his arm where a clear bite mark remained.
Of course he could have used telekinesis to defend himself. But if he had done that, Index's teeth might have broken instead. It was only a bite anyway. He could endure it.
"Hmph. Who told you to make me angry? I hate you the most." Index said angrily. But a moment later she realized that she might have gone too far and spoke in a somewhat childish tone. "Does it hurt? I do not know why, but when I get angry I suddenly feel the urge to bite you."
"Is that supposed to be your apology, Index? It is already almost midnight now. Please go to the bathroom and take a shower. The hot water is already running," Arata said while crossing his arms in an unimpressed manner. He then pointed toward the bathroom.
"Hmm. Do not peek." Index blinked and walked toward the bathroom. The fact that the hot water had already been prepared made her very happy. Before closing the door, she poked her head out again as if to warn him.
"Do not worry." Arata shrugged.
Although Index was extremely cute, she was the type of cute that inspired protection rather than attraction. There was absolutely nothing seductive about her appearance.
Still, Arata was quite satisfied with his current life. If he had to describe it in one sentence, it would be like rediscovering the excitement of youth again.
At that moment, Index's soft and gentle singing voice drifted out from the bathroom. Arata's heart immediately tightened.
"Wash wash, take a bath, shower shower, scrub scrub, take a bath."
"My God. I can already picture the scene." Arata grabbed his hair with both hands as the childish song began to shake his mental resolve.
"Misaka has discovered evidence of Mr. Arata's criminal intentions," Misaka reported seriously. "Mr. Arata brings strange girls back home late at night and weakens their mental defenses through delicious cooking. His reason for allowing them to stay overnight is to commit crimes in the middle of the night. Mr. Arata is currently preparing to commit a crime against a girl who is bathing. Misaka presents this as undeniable evidence."
The Misaka Sisters stood upright and watched Arata while delivering their detailed accusation.
"At a time like this, you should not be emphasizing your detective reasoning. Honestly, can you not see that I am currently struggling against the little devil inside my heart?" Arata said as he pulled the standing Misaka Sister down onto the tatami beside him.
"If Mr. Arata truly wanted to commit a crime, having a sister living here every day who would not resist would make things even easier. And no one would ever discover it."
"Mr. Arata has clearly stated his criminal motive. Misaka is now preparing herself for crisis management and resistance." Misaka 8913 immediately adopted a defensive combat stance.
"Alright, alright. It is already so late. I really do not want to keep playing around with you," Arata said helplessly while poking Misaka's cheek.
"Besides, Mr. Arata will be forced to sleep on the floor tonight anyway."
Index's humming continued for nearly half an hour before she finally came out of the bathroom wearing a set of Misaka Sisters' pajamas. Her skin was slightly flushed from the hot water, making her look like a beautiful little girl fresh from a bath.
"My hair is still completely wet. It will take a long time before I can lie down and rest." Index pouted while wrapping her long silver hair with a dry towel.
"This scene is fantastic." Arata could not help giving Index a thumbs up. He then handed her a hair dryer. "This is exactly what you need right now."
Index blinked her clear blue eyes in confusion, like a kitten seeing its reflection in a mirror for the first time.
"What is this?"
She possessed no memory related to scientific common sense and had absolutely no understanding of modern household devices.
"A hair dryer. It is a piece of technology used to dry hair," Arata said with a laugh. "This is how you use it."
After plugging it in, the hair dryer began blowing a gentle stream of warm air. Index leaned closer with curiosity and examined it carefully.
"Wow. It does not contain any magical aura at all. It looks like a completely ordinary object, yet it can blow out a steady stream of warm air. Science is really amazing."
"Each has its own strengths. Magic is the ultimate expression of individual power, while science gathers the wisdom of human civilization and turns it into collective power. A breakthrough in a single field can create a leap forward for an entire era. That is called a technological explosion," Arata explained.
Arata gently gathered Index's long hair and used the hair dryer to dry it carefully. The fragrance of shampoo mixed with the natural scent of a young girl drifted into his nose, causing him to feel slightly uneasy.
"This is how it is used."
"You are so considerate. In my memory, you are the first person who has ever treated me with such kindness," Index said shyly. Her cheeks turned as red as apples, revealing a rare expression of girlish embarrassment.
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