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Kuroko Shirai was tired. The Level 4 Teleporter was just about done with her patrol for the night for Judgement, the student anti-crime group of Academy City. She was going to start teleporting her way back to her dorm at Tokiwadai Middle School, so that she would be back well before her curfew, thus avoiding the ire of her totally scary Dorm Mother. This also would allow her to be back in plenty of time to possibly catch her Sissy, Mikoto Misaka, coming out of the shower, allowing Kuroko to indulge her lurid fantasies a little.
She was on the roof of a mid-rise building, taking one more look around before heading out, when she heard the sound of a gunshot down the block! Making sure her bright green Judgement Armband was clearly visible, she teleported off the rooftop in the direction of the shot, heading for another rooftop closer to the sound, so she could check out the situation before moving in.
Meanwhile Kamijou Touma, Level 0 and possessor of the “Imagine Breaker” in his right hand, and his gluttonous roommate Index are just finishing up dinner at an all you can eat Soba restaurant in the Lake District. Index has managed to polish off 25 large bowls of Soba, surpassing the record set by a Yokozuna from a famous Sumo house. Her picture now hangs on the wall of fame, replacing the former champion eater. The staff and patrons are in awe of the little Nun and her incredible appetite.
Kamijou is not surprised.
As they leave the restaurant, the owner and staff bow them out with great respect to the Nun, with her turning and giving the restaurant a blessing in return. Kamijou and Index then start the long walk back to his dorm, around the lake. Why walk? Well, as a poor Level 0 High School student Kamijou’s funds are limited and keeping Index fed requires things like all you can eat restaurants. Hence, no funds for things like transportation.
They walk along for a few moments when Kamjou notices something disturbing. “Um, Index. I hope we do not meet anyone who knows us because, um…” he stops, all embarrassed, his face flushing.
“Why?” asks Index innocently.
“Um, take a look at yourself for a moment, Index,” says Kamijou. “If we meet Biribiri or Iron Wall or Kanzaki, they are going to think that I, that you are…um…uh…” He turns a deep shade of red and shivers. “And their vengeance for the misunderstanding will require weeks of my being with Dr. Heaven Canceler!”
Index stops walking and takes a look down. She notices that her stomach is protruding somewhat from her robes. She is rather innocent so she takes a few moments to process why would anyone commit violence on Touma for that. Then a vision of Icons of Mary and Joseph traveling to Bethlehem came into her head. In a flash she understood what Touma meant and her shade of red rivaled his. Then…
“Tooooouuuuuummmmaaaaaa!!!!!”
[Whimper] “Such misfortune!”
And the biting began.
A little while later: “How could you think such a thing of me, Touma!’
“I didn’t Index, I never think of you like that! I was worried that someone else might misunderstand and think…”
“You never think of me like that?! AM I NOT PRETTY ENOUGH FOR YOU? YOU ONLY LIKE THOSE AMAZONS?!”
More biting.
Lots more biting.
Meanwhile, Kuroko finally got to the scene of the robbery attempt. Two masked men were inside a convenience store in the Lake District and had apparently fired a shot from a pistol to make everyone get on the floor. They ran out the door and started to run up the street. She pulled several of her steel pins from her thigh belt and teleported to the street in front of them.
“Stop, Judgement!” she shouted as she teleported one of the pins through the pistol, disabling it. “Surrender now!”
The two big men gaped at the petite five-foot-tall girl, looked at each other and then charged her. Kuroko teleported out of the way vertically and then used her mass to land with both feet on the back of one of the men’s head, knocking him to the ground and stunning him. As she started to teleport away, the other man managed to clip her slightly, throwing off her calculations. Instead of teleporting straight up 12 feet like she wanted, she ended up going sideways 12 feet and into a parked car, dazing her slightly.
The other man looked around and spotted her. He charged at Kuroko, swinging his big fist in an attempt to punch her head. Unable to teleport, she dropped and rolled forward so that he missed and instead punched the car window. Howling in pain, he stood there shaking his hand, as she managed to gather herself enough to teleport the two pins in her hands through his shirt, pining him to the car.
Kuroko stood there panting, trying to catch her breath, as she looked at the two criminals. Before she could grab her small communicator and call it in, she thought she registered a soft sound behind her. Then, there was an explosion of pain like she had never felt before in the back of her head and fell into a black pit.