Chapter 764: Old Ch'en, you're acting strange, like a woman! Let me check your goods!
Combining the major changes in the Academy City Board of Directors with Misaka Mikoto's identity as a Board of Directors member, Shirai Kuroko's mouth dropped open in shock, forming a perfect 'O'.
"Onee-sama... you're not involved in the big event that happened yesterday, are you?!"
Kuroko's voice trembled slightly. The complete upheaval of Academy City's hierarchy was a global shock, and to think her beloved Onee-sama was at the epicenter was almost too much for her 13-year-old heart to handle.
Seeing that she was finally starting to believe, Misaka Mikoto breathed a sigh of relief. The weight of the secret she carried was heavy, but sharing even a fraction of it felt liberating.
She nodded truthfully, her expression serious. "Yes."
"Hiss!"
How exaggerated!
Shirai Kuroko gasped, clutching her chest. Her twin-tails twitched with agitation.
She exclaimed, her voice rising in pitch, "Just who helped Onee-sama to such an extent? To dismantle the old Board... that requires power beyond a Level 5!"
"Tsk, it's that stinky man. The current General Superintendent."
The thought of Ren, who had thoroughly drained her of stamina, dignity, and fluids, made her flush with a mixture of anger and lingering arousal. The memory of his hands, his voice, and the overwhelming electricity of their "union" was burned into her synapses.
"I'm going to take a shower. Anyway, Kuroko, you don't need to worry about anything. Just... trust me."
Misaka Mikoto turned on her heel and walked briskly towards the bathroom, desperate to wash away the sticky evidence of her submission and cool her heated skin.
"General Superintendent..."
Repeating this title, testing its weight on her tongue?
Shirai Kuroko frowned, her Judgment instincts kicking in. She then remembered something and quickly pulled out her phone, her fingers flying across the screen.
She opened the Academy City hot news portal.
At a glance, she saw that the most discussed topic—trending number one with a bullet—was the new General Superintendent.
That clear picture... a young and handsome man with an aura of absolute authority. Who exactly was he?
Countless people were confused about Ren, this new supreme ruler. But Kuroko's focus was singular.
Now, Shirai Kuroko looked sharply at the closed bathroom door, her eyes narrowing into dangerous slits.
"What is Onee-sama's relationship with him?!"
Shirai Kuroko smelled a strong scent of a rival in love! And not just any rival—this was a final boss level threat!
Splash!
Inside the bathroom, the steam began to rise. While showering, Misaka Mikoto saw herself in the foggy mirror—the bite marks, the bruises that looked like love, the flushed skin. Her face turned crimson, matching the heat of the water.
She gritted her teeth, grabbing her waterproof phone case.
She @Ren in the Chat Group.
[Misaka Mikoto: Ren, you bastard!]
[Ren: Tsk, Mikoto, didn't I teach you to call me husband yesterday? You were calling me so intimately yesterday, begging me not to stop. Why are you so rude again?]
[Misaka Mikoto: You, you, you still have the nerve to say that?! You were the one who made me lose my mind with your... with your stupid magic! That's why I called you that! It was under duress! I absolutely don't acknowledge you as my hu-husband!]
Misaka Mikoto's body, already warmed by the hot water, was now burning all over. Her fingers trembled as she typed, the memory of her own voice crying out 'Husband!' echoing in her ears.
[Shiroyasha: Wow, such explosive chat content! I like it! This is better than any soap opera!]
[Tsunade: Mikoto's experience really resonates with me. That boy has a way of breaking down defenses.]
[Nami: Mm, indeed. He's a thief of hearts and... other things.]
[Kiana: Hmph, Ren is bad! He's a bully!]
Misaka Mikoto's words resonated with many people, sparking a wave of empathetic (and teasing) responses.
[Ais: Huh? Isn't Ren a good person? He gave me Jagamarukun.]
[Silvia: Of course he is, but... they're talking about very dirty topics, Ais-chan. Close your eyes.]
[Skadi: What do you mean? Is hunting dirty?]
[Tokisaki Kurumi: Ara, simply put, it means he'll break people physically and mentally until they shout strange, delightful things. It's a very specialized form of affection~]
[Tokisaki Kurumi: Please, victims, speak up. Let the jury hear your testimony.]
[Nami: I called him Master. And I liked it.]
[Saeko Busujima: Me too. It felt... right.]
[Tsunade: Brother. Don't ask.]
[Shinobu Kocho: I also called him husband, but it was from the bottom of my heart. But... I also called him brother-in-law when I was with my sister. It was... confusingly wonderful.]
Instantly, the Chat Group turned into a victims' exchange meeting, airing out their dirty laundry with surprising glee.
[Kiana: Huh? Why haven't you called him Daddy? That's like, tier one submission!]
[Silver Wolf: ??? Kiana, your browser history must be wild.]
[Shiroyasha: Interesting. Very interesting.]
[Ch'en: This… sigh. Ren-kun, you wouldn't do that to little Talulah, would you? She's... she's complicated.]
Ch'en sat in her office, rubbing her temples. She couldn't even bear to look at the screen.
As the Superintendent of the Lungmen Guard Department, she felt that if they were to conduct a vice raid in the Doomsday Chat Group, Ren would definitely be the primary suspect every single time!
[Ren: Although I do have a tiny little hobby of collecting sisters, I genuinely haven't asked Talulah for anything. Though... she did spontaneously call me brother-in-law.]
He was telling the truth. Talulah, in her moments of vulnerability, had sought a connection that bridged her past and future.
[Ch'en: Huh?!]
Ch'en was startled at first, dropping her pen.
Then her brain processed the logic.
Sister? Brother-in-law?
Talulah's younger sister is... me.
Then wouldn't the brother-in-law be... Ren's wife's sister... which is me?
"Eh?!!!"
Ch'en's face flushed a deep, alarming crimson.
She never expected that her sister, whom she was constantly worried about and fighting against, would consider Ren her future husband. And by extension, Talulah was essentially shipping Ch'en with Ren!
This... this is too strange, isn't it?!
"Old Ch'en, what's wrong? You look like you're having a heatstroke."
Hoshiguma, the towering Oni and Ch'en's partner, leaned over from her desk, her green hair falling over her shoulder. She looked at Ch'en's unusually flushed face with curiosity.
"Ugh, I'm fine! Just... hot tea. Too hot."
Ch'en covered up, fanning her face with a file folder.
But Hoshiguma sensitively felt something was off. The air around Ch'en wasn't just hot; it was flustered.
So she pulled over a chair, straddling it backwards, and asked seemingly casually, "Old Ch'en, do you have something on your mind? Why don't you tell me? Is it about work? Or... something else?"
"Uh…"
Driven by some unknown force—perhaps the need to vent the chaotic energy Ren had stirred up—Ch'en started talking to Hoshiguma about Ren. Not as a Doomsday companion, but as a... person of interest.
[Misaka Mikoto: Stop!!! Stop the topic!]
Seeing the Chat Group's discussion going further and further off track into fetish territory, Mikoto quickly intervened.
But then, her anxiety got the better of her, and she asked the question that had been gnawing at her since she woke up.
[Misaka Mikoto: Ren, you... you left so much inside me. What... what should I do if I get pregnant?!]
[Ren: Let's not even talk about how difficult it is for a mortal to get pregnant with a higher being's child. But even if you do, so what? I'm not irresponsible. I'll take care of you and the little spark.]
[Ren: Besides, who told you to call me husband if you weren't ready for the consequences?]
[March 7th: I think I understand... Mikoto is going to have a baby? A mini-Railgun?]
[Exusiai: Uh, the understanding is a bit off, but it doesn't seem to be a problem. Apple pie for the baby shower!]
[Misaka Mikoto: Ugh… You, you idiot! Stupid Ren!]
Misaka Mikoto cursed under her breath, splashing water onto her face.
But the corners of her mouth under the shower couldn't help but curl up, feeling very sweet. The panic subsided, replaced by a warm, fuzzy feeling.
No choice.
Since she gave her first time to him—body, soul, and electricity—she couldn't marry anyone else besides him, right? It was done. She was his.
"Hehehe, Onee-sama~ I'm here to scrub your back!!!"
Suddenly, Shirai Kuroko's strange, perverted laugh came from outside the bathroom.
A figure rushed over, the doorknob rattling as she prepared to teleport inside.
Zzzzzap!
Instantly, blue-white electricity flashed, arcing through the door frame.
"Ah!!!!"
Shirai Kuroko screamed as she was blasted backward by a controlled discharge, landing on the carpet with a thud and a puff of smoke.
"Sorry, Kuroko. I am his future wife now. My body is reserved."
Misaka Mikoto calmly retracted her fingers, which were sparking with electricity.
She didn't want Ren to think she was a lesbian or that she was unfaithful; it would be bad if future spouses had conflicts because of this misunderstanding. She had to protect her purity for him.
"What should the baby be called? If it's a girl... Mikoto Junior? No, that's weird."
Touching her lower belly, Misaka Mikoto's thoughts had already drifted far, far away into a domestic fantasy.
...
In Ch'en's office at the Lungmen Guard Department.
"???"
Hoshiguma heard Ch'en talking more and more about Ren—his power, his annoyance, his strange charisma—and immediately realized Old Ch'en was acting extremely strangely.
"Old Ch'en, are you stimulated or something? Why are you suddenly mentioning Ren so much today? I remember he hasn't been to Lungmen in a long time, right? Is this... lovesickness?"
"Uh…"
Ch'en's face flushed even darker, if that was possible. She coughed awkwardly, straightening her uniform. "Cough! I just heard someone say that Ren and I have... have a husband-and-wife look! So I just wanted to deny it! Vehemently!"
"Huh?"
Deny?
Hoshiguma twitched her lips, trying not to laugh.
Just now, Ch'en rambled on and on, but Hoshiguma didn't hear her mention any flaws in Ren. She just listed his traits with a breathless intensity. Is this called denial?
And who would know about the existence of Ren? Who would dare say such a thing to the terrifying Ch'en Sir?
Hoshiguma's eyes rolled playfully.
Suddenly, she understood: Old Ch'en was feeling girlish. The dragon was in heat, emotionally speaking.
So she instigated, leaning in closer with a devilish grin. "If you have Ren's contact information, why don't you call him over? I'll help you take a look. As your best friend, I need to inspect the goods."
"I… I'll consider it. Maybe."
"…"
Hoshiguma confirmed it.
In the past, Ch'en would have definitely slammed her hand down on the desk, shouted "Ridiculous!", and refused when she heard such words. But now? She was like a little girl, not only foolish but also hesitant.
Alas, Old Ch'en, Old Ch'en. I'll help you take a look. Of course… I can also help you try him out.
Hoshiguma licked her lips unconsciously. A man who could make the stoic Ch'en this flustered... he must be something special.
Ch'en, lost in thought about "brother-in-law" and "husband," completely missed the profound, predatory meaning in Hoshiguma's eyes.
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