"Is this Teacher Komoe's house, Mr. Kamijou? Why does it feel like one of those super old buildings from the Tokyo air raid era?"
Yoshino, who had arrived at Teacher Komoe's apartment with Kamijou Touma and Index, couldn't help but ask when she saw the building.
She remembered that teachers in Japan should have very good treatment, so why would she live in a place like this? Was it because the school deducted the teacher's salary?
"Mr. Kamijou, I'm not sure about that. Anyway, it was like this the first time I came to Teacher Komoe's house."
Kamijou Touma, carrying Index, shook his head with a bitter smile. It was indeed a perfect description; he had also been startled by it the first time.
Arriving at this super old two-story apartment, they saw the washing machine brazenly placed in the corridor. From its appearance, it was clear that this building definitely didn't have luxuries like a bathroom.
From this, one could see just how old Teacher Komoe's room was.
Moreover, the building structure was already covered in rust, making Yoshino a bit worried that Kamijou Touma's luck might cause the stairs to suddenly break while he was walking, making him fall down.
"I always feel that Mr. Kamijou's student apartment is much better than Teacher Komoe's place, Shiina."
"Yes, it seems Teacher Komoe is being treated unfairly at school. Yoshino, you must understand that this is the darkness of society; such phenomena exist everywhere."
Shiina said earnestly, "Yoshino, you must understand that this is the world of adults."
"Mm, I understand."
"So, aren't you thinking too seriously?" Kamijou Touma looked at Shiina with a black line on his face. Why did this guy deliberately make things sound so serious?
Isn't this corrupting Yoshino? The darkness of society? You're just a doll now, what do you know about darkness?
Arriving at the door of the innermost room on the second floor, Yoshino saw the nameplate with 'Tsukuyomi Moon-Meng' written in hiragana.
Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Kamijou Touma, after pressing the doorbell, looked at the door nervously. If Teacher Komoe wasn't home, then he would have nowhere to go.
"Coming, coming~" A sickly sweet loli voice came from inside the door, and the large door in front of Kamijou Touma opened.
Teacher Komoe appeared before everyone, wearing pink rabbit pajamas and bear slippers. Looking at her attire, Yoshino really couldn't imagine that this person, who looked like a child of about seven or eight, was actually the adult Tsukuyomi Moon-Meng. Even though she already knew Tsukuyomi Moon-Meng's information, wasn't this a bit too cute?
"Ah! Little Kamijo and Classmate Shikino, why have you come to my house? Is something wrong?"
"Teacher Komoe, we have something we'd like to ask for your help with, so please let us in first."
Kamijou Touma's face showed an anxious expression, and without waiting for Teacher Komoe to speak, he walked into the room.
"Wait... wait a minute." Teacher Komoe, who was a bit confused, turned pale when she saw Kamijou Touma about to enter her room. She came in front of Kamijou Touma, spread her small hands to block him, her face filled with indescribable uneasiness and urgency.
"We have an injured person here, please let us in first." Kamijou Touma said somewhat forcefully.
He then carried Index into the room. Yoshino and Shiina, who was watching with a schadenfreude expression, watched Teacher Komoe desperately trying to stop Kamijou Touma.
Teacher Komoe was reluctantly blocking Kamijou Touma, feebly trying to stop him while also trying to explain.
"You... you're making me very troubled! Suddenly saying you want to enter my room. But don't misunderstand, it's not because my room is dirty, with piles of beer cans on the floor, and ashtrays full of cigarette butts..." But Teacher Komoe, isn't it a bit late for you to say all this now?
Because the scene inside the room was now completely revealed to everyone. Even Yoshino, curious about why Kamijou Touma suddenly froze, leaned in to look at the scene inside the room and couldn't help but cover her mouth.
"How amazing."
How should one describe Teacher Komoe's room? It looked like the room of an old man obsessed with horse racing.
Empty beer cans were scattered all over the dilapidated tatami mats, and silver ashtrays were overflowing with cigarette butts.
To be honest, if this room belonged to a disheveled man, it would be quite normal.
But when the person living here was the petite and cute Teacher Komoe, this contrast was a bit hard to accept.
"What a lazy life. Is this the so-called adult world?" Hearing Shiina's Make complaints, Teacher Komoe's face began to turn red.
However, this was not the time to be dazed, so Yoshino quickly cleared a space among the empty beer cans.
After finding a quilt in Teacher Komoe's closet that had no smoke smell and instead a faint girlish scent, she spread it on the floor, motioned for Kamijou Touma to place Index on it, and then began to help Teacher Komoe clean the room.
Yoshino, who was a bit obsessive-compulsive about cleaning housework, couldn't help but feel a surge of irritation when she saw such a messy room, so she quickly started to find an apron and began to clean the room.
"Ah! Ah... that, that's a wound. Should, should I call an ambulance?"
Teacher Komoe looked at the crimson blood around the tear in Index's clothes, where a sharp blade had ripped through, and spoke with some concern.
"No need, we came here precisely because this is a situation where we can't go to the hospital." Kamijou Touma apologized to Index, then flipped open her torn clothes, revealing the somewhat gruesome wound, which was already starting to scab, but still needed immediate treatment.
Teacher Komoe's face turned pale upon seeing the wound, and her body trembled slightly. When she saw the wound just now, she seemed to vaguely catch a glimpse of the blood vessels inside, which was terrifying.
"This can't wait any longer. Mr. Kamijou, could you please step out for a moment? I need to treat Index now."
Yoshino, who had finished cleaning all the trash in the room, came to Index's side and said to Mr. Kamijou. Now, she needed to use Zadkiel's power.
"Why should Mr. Kamijou leave here?"
"Because if, during the treatment, the unlucky Mr. Kamijou, out of curiosity, were to touch her with his right hand, then Index would be finished, do you understand?"
Shiina looked at the displeased Kamijou Touma and said teasingly, if your power of law accidentally touches her, it would be quite entertaining.
"...I understand. Mr. Kamijou will go check on the situation first and make sure no one disturbs us."
You don't even need to. If I'm not mistaken, Toujou Nozomi should have already dealt with that smoking man and hidden here by now.
"Alright, let's begin now." Looking at Kamijou Touma who obediently walked out, Yoshino clasped her hands together in a prayer-like gesture, activating the power within her body.
"Zadkiel, please lend me your power, so that I may properly bring salvation to this devout child."
As soon as she finished speaking, golden light formed wings appeared behind Yoshino, and then an angel appeared on Yoshino, leaving Teacher Komoe in shock.
"Su...sure enough, Yoshino, you really are a Saintess." Index, feeling the sacred aura, woke up and saw Yoshino emitting a holy aura, further solidifying her thoughts.
And the aura emitted by Yoshino was also detected by others.
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