"This treasure will inevitably violate the laws of this world." Arata's eyes flickered when he heard the voice echo within his mind.
This was a treasure specifically designed to counter magecraft, contracts, and spells. Its function was essentially to revert magecraft to its pre-activation state, sever magical contracts, dispel curses, and nullify similar effects. It was practically a divine weapon against magicians.
Of course, although it was powerful, it could only deal with magecraft, curses, and contracts. If one wished to confront powers rooted in fundamental laws or conceptual authorities, it would be useless. Against ordinary people, it was nothing more than a dagger that was not even suitable for cutting fruit.
In this world, the Noble Phantasm was merely a magical artifact, an extremely low tier counterpart to Imagine Breaker, effective only against mortal magecraft.
It was unclear whether it could sever the "Automatic Bookkeeping Control System" placed upon Index, allowing her to completely break free from the control of the remote spiritual control system.
After all, conceptual authorities are not so easily negated. The "Automatic Bookkeeping Control System" involved Archbishop Laura Stuart and the entity inhabiting her body, Coronzon.
"Arata-chan, put your teacher down right now. I need to have a serious talk with you about this." Tsukuyomi Komoe puffed out her cheeks and glared angrily at the student who had suddenly lifted her like a child, tears glistening at the corners of her eyes.
Now she was beginning to wonder whether Arata-chan had been treating her like a child all this time by taking care of her so often. That thought was truly a heavy blow.
"I'm so sorry, Komoe-sensei. I'm really sorry. Komoe-sensei is just too cute, and I couldn't help but pick you up."
Arata marveled at how light she was, carefully set the fuming teacher back down, and bowed deeply at a ninety degree angle in sincere apology.
"Hmph. Don't think apologizing will make the teacher forgive you immediately." Komoe-sensei stood with her hands on her hips. Her sweet voice did not sound particularly angry, but she was genuinely upset.
"Komoe-sensei, please forgive me. You have no idea how adorable you are, which is why I lost control." Arata clasped his hands together, praising and apologizing at the same time. Komoe-sensei was easily swayed by this. She disliked being called small, but being praised as cute made her genuinely happy.
"As you know, it is a biological instinct. People tend to lose their rationality when faced with something overwhelmingly cute."
Komoe-sensei's expression gradually softened. With her hands still on her hips, she spoke sweetly, "Is that why Arata-chan often takes care of the teacher? Because you see me as a child?"
"It is true that it's because Komoe-sensei is so cute, and also because of the kindness you've shown me. But I definitely do not treat you like a child. You are a teacher I truly respect." Arata spoke seriously. He genuinely did not see her as a child.
"Arata-chan, you have changed quite a bit recently. You have become much more cheerful. Have your worries been resolved?" Komoe-sensei asked softly, a faint blush on her cheeks. Arata-chan had indeed changed a great deal lately.
"Yeah." Arata chuckled and scratched his head. It seemed Komoe-sensei had forgiven him.
Komoe-sensei slowly turned around and walked toward the apartment door.
"Where are you going, Sensei?" Arata asked in confusion.
"I will give you a suspended sentence for now. The teacher is going to the public bath. I hope Arata-chan will have reflected on his actions by the time I return. The teacher has a bad memory, so I might forget about it when I come back. But do not pretend nothing happened." Komoe-sensei looked at him with sweet and affectionate eyes before gently closing the apartment door.
Arata's expression gradually softened, losing some of his usual brightness.
A bad memory. Did she really forget? Komoe-sensei, you are as gentle as ever. You are only saying that to spare me embarrassment.
"Alright, let's prepare the ingredients first. We'll have cuisine for lunch today." Arata walked into Komoe-sensei's kitchen and began cooking.
Half an hour later, Komoe-sensei returned. The lingering scent of smoke and alcohol from last night's hot pot had vanished, replaced by a faint milky fragrance. She had a habit of drinking milk after bathing.
Even after drinking so much milk, there is still no visible improvement. That is somewhat discouraging.
"Huh. This marbling and texture, could this be Kobe beef, Arata-chan? This is extremely expensive meat. Your living expenses will not even last until next month at this rate." Komoe-sensei exclaimed in surprise when she saw the beef he was slicing, then quickly frowned in concern.
"How could that happen? Sensei, you forgot that I was recently classified as a Level 5. I now receive substantial funding every month. The research institute that evaluated my ability also provides generous financial support, so I wanted to treat myself to something nice."
Arata smiled brightly. "Finally, I can spend money freely in Academy City. Before this, I had to calculate every expense carefully."
"Level 5. Oh, right, that was something I wanted to ask you about." Komoe-sensei recalled the announcement yesterday about the newly recognized eighth Level 5 in Academy City, a telekinetic esper. She had been surprised that her student was not a Level 4, but a Level 5.
"I did not know anything about becoming a Level 5. After the evaluation, Academy City simply announced it publicly. I was quite surprised as well." Arata shrugged helplessly.
"Arata-chan becoming a Level 5 makes the teacher very happy. Even if it is an exceptional case, it still gives the teacher a sense of recognition." Komoe-sensei said with satisfaction, blinking her large pink eyes as she looked curiously at the plate filled with bright red chili peppers.
"Arata-chan, what kind of cuisine are you preparing today?"
"Komoe-sensei, today I am making Sichuan cuisine. It is famous for its bold and numbing spiciness. Very, very spicy." Arata lowered his voice slightly with a mysterious expression. "If Komoe-sensei is afraid of spicy food, you may choose something else. However, I might not make it again in the future."
"Sichuan cuisine" Komoe-sensei swallowed. She could not help recalling the recipes Arata-chan had shown her before. Thinking about those appetizing dishes made her mouth water. With a cute yet determined expression, she declared,
"When facing the unknown, humanity must have the courage to apply reason. If we retreat because of rumors, we will never make progress. The teacher will patiently await Arata-chan's culinary skills."
"Then, Komoe-sensei, let us wait and see." Arata raised his hand confidently, full of pride.
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