Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

First, he had a battle with a Saint who was one of only twenty in the world, and then, without any time to recover, he had another battle with Misaka Mikoto in a semi-Level 6 state.

"Well, it doesn't really matter, does it?"

"Anyway, you weren't planning to hide it forever. It doesn't matter to you whether it's exposed sooner or later, right?"

Skillfully taking Armura Makoto's arm, Shokuhou Misaki smiled sweetly at Armura Makoto.

"You're right about that."

The flames had all been recovered. Looking at the blackened and tattered room, he had no interest in staying in it any longer.

Then, Armura Makoto pulled Shokuhou Misaki out of there.

"But, more than that, you must have had some new ideas during this operation."

"Hehe!"

Shokuhou Misaki cutely stuck out her little tongue, blinked her beautiful star-like eyes, and looked at Armura Makoto with a smile.

"As expected of my darling, you understand me very well."

"By watching Misaka, I finally have a way to improve myself and help you."

Shokuhou Misaki looked quite excited.

"So, you want to become a Level 6?"

"..."

Even Armura Makoto was speechless looking at the very excited Shokuhou Misaki.

It had been said before that only Accelerator had the ability to become a Level 6.

No one else even had that qualification.

"About that, I already have a rough idea of how to achieve it, so please look forward to it."

Shokuhou Misaki looked very confident.

Of course, Armura Makoto couldn't continue to pour cold water on Shokuhou Misaki.

"Okay, let's completely solve the Misaka Sisters' electronic virus first."

"After solving that, I need to rest well for the remaining time. I'm really exhausted."

...

In urban legends, there is a building with no windows or doors, just a pitch-black cylinder-like exterior.

It's on the top floor of this building.

Whether it's the ceiling or the floor, it's almost completely covered with various lines, and in the center of the room is a cylindrical transparent pillar connecting the ceiling and the floor.

The pillar is filled with red liquid, and floating in the red liquid is a man wearing green surgical scrubs, with silver hair that reaches his heels, and a indifferent expression.

In front of this man, countless virtual screens appear before him.

And the images appearing on these screens are quite uniform.

Of course, the unified point is that Armura Makoto appears in all of them.

At the same time, beside him, there is a shadow that looks like a mosaic, making it impossible to see whether it is male or female, or what it looks like.

"Indeed... a... power... different... from this world."

"Aleister... what... are you... going to do?"

Aleister lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the screen in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

This scene before him was what he had brought about.

The attack of Kanzaki Kaori, the Saint of the British Puritan Church, was a tacit agreement between him and Laura Stuart, the Archbishop of the Church of England.

Both knew what the other wanted to do.

So Aleister released the bait, and the British Archbishop was happy to take the bait.

However, this scene before them was probably not what they wanted.

The ability to control temperature, the ability to control space, Aleister didn't care about these.

But what really made him think was the power over time that Armura Makoto showed in the end.

And now Armura Makoto undoubtedly has the qualifications to influence his plan.

Even to say that Armura Makoto is likely to greatly change the direction of things that he had already calculated.

"Let's test his attitude first."

"Sometimes change is not a bad thing. If possible, I don't want my true body to move now."

Aleister's pupils moved, glancing at Aiwass beside him.

That being said, he actually didn't want to see the existence of Armura Makoto.

If there was an opportunity to get rid of Armura Makoto, he would definitely act without hesitation.

But according to the power that Armura Makoto has shown now, perhaps there are others in this world who are his opponents.

At least two of the God's Right Seat existing in the Roman Orthodox Church, and some special spiritual items, can defeat such Armura Makoto.

The problem lies in the diversity of Armura Makoto's abilities, which gives him the strongest escape ability in the world.

It can be said that as long as he doesn't want to fight, no one in this world can keep him.

So the only ones he can move now are himself and Aiwass beside him.

Aiwass is very strong. He is the Holy Guardian Angel he exchanged for by using his beloved wife's body, a being who changed human history by imparting wisdom.

As a human being, he wanted to start a full-scale war with the "Magic Gods". In order to suppress all "Magic Gods", he painstakingly constructed Aiwass as a secret weapon.

The existence of Aiwass is a completely different concept from the angels recorded in the existing Bible. The so-called Aiwass is an angel at the lowest level, in the pure physical law world.

However, Aleister cannot easily use Aiwass.

Because he knows very well that although Aiwass possesses the power to destroy the world with the flick of a finger, he is a being who only acts according to his own interests and whims.

Even if humanity is destroyed and the world disappears without a trace, Aiwass will still remain calm, and even completely unconcerned about his own existence.

It was precisely for this reason that he chose to inject a virus into Last Order to prevent Aiwass from eliminating his own existence one day.

At the same time, the reason he can't send Aiwass is also because he knows very well that Aiwass is already somewhat interested in this guy Armura Makoto.

He hates variables, he likes everything to follow the plan.

Because variables represent the unknown, and the unknown represents the possibility of failure.

Similarly, the reason he can't take action is that he can't judge whether it's worth spending the little remaining life he has on Armura Makoto.

Did he really think he liked soaking himself in a culture dish?

Come on, no one would like this kind of thing.

This red liquid is a weakly alkaline culture solution, and this jar is a life support device.

He entrusts all his life activities to machines to perform, so that his brain and body are in a dormant state, and more than 90% of his thinking is done by machines.

It is with the help of these things that he, an old guy from a thousand years ago, still has the energy to stir up trouble here.

But even with this device to maintain it, the life he has left is only 1,700 years.

Once he leaves this maintenance device, the time he has left is very short.

So he, Aleister, is also in a stalemate.

Those who can easily take action are not Armura Makoto's opponents, and those who are Armura Makoto's opponents have many restrictions on taking action.

Aleister refocused his gaze on the screen in front of him.

"Forget it, let's wait and see."

"Is that... what... you... chose."

Aiwass's blurred figure actually became a little more solid at this moment, no longer like a jumble of code like before.

The white light deliberately outlined the waist-length hair, the slender skirt, the well-proportioned body, and the delicate and perfect facial contours.

But that's all.

It seems impossible to completely see Aiwass's face.

"The chosen one... loved by the world, blessed, able to change the world."

Chapter 206 Resource Inclination

No one knows the conversation between Aleister and Aiwass.

Armura Makoto has no interest in actively looking for Aleister.

One characteristic of Academy City is that residents have become accustomed to accidents happening.

Even though there was such a big explosion yesterday, it still didn't hinder everyone's enthusiasm for the Daihasei Festival today.

After all, this is Academy City.

It's very reasonable for an explosion to happen occasionally and destroy a building.

"Speaking of which, opening a construction company in Academy City is the only way to really make a fortune."

Sitting on the chair, Armura Makoto rested his chin on one hand, thinking thoughtfully.

Because Academy City is full of dangerous people like espers.

It's perfectly reasonable to destroy the ground and blow up a building for no reason. Wouldn't his construction company's business be booming?

"Makoto, that Kamijou-senpai is here."

Shokuhou Misaki directly pushed the door open, looked at Armura Makoto, who was still wearing pajamas, came directly to Armura Makoto's side, and pushed him.

"I know, I know."

"But Kamijou-senpai is really fast. It hasn't been half an hour since he sent me the message."

Despite complaining, Armura Makoto put down his phone and got out of bed.

Originally, he and Kamijou Touma were supposed to meet at his house.

But there were too many things yesterday, and he didn't go home. He stayed at the research institute with Shokuhou Misaki.

Kamijou Touma contacted him very impatiently this morning.

So he sent Kamijou Touma the location of the Artificial Manufactory.

"Has Junko returned yet?"

Under Shokuhou Misaki's service, Armura Makoto put on his coat and asked Shokuhou Misaki.

"She's on her way back."

"After all, the School Garden is a bit far from here."

"But I guess she'll be here soon."

After getting everything ready, Shokuhou Misaki and Armura Makoto left at the door of the bedroom.

She also has a lot of things to do now and can't be idle at all.

After all, Kihara Gensei's invasion yesterday was unscrupulous, and various passages and many rooms in the Artificial Manufactory were damaged.

It can be said that the normal operation of the Artificial Manufactory has already been affected.

If it were before, it wouldn't matter. The stagnation of the Artificial Manufactory would have no impact on Shokuhou Misaki.

But now it's different. In order to achieve her goal, the Artificial Manufactory research institute must be fully operational for a long time.

Every moment of stagnation is a waste of time and a waste of life.

"Okay, I'll go see Kamijou-senpai. See you later."

Turning around and walking out of the corridor, he came downstairs and opened the door.

Kamijou Touma, who was sitting on the sofa looking uneasy, directly came into Armura Makoto's eyes.

"Hello, Kamijou-senpai."

"Don't you have any projects this morning?"