Chapter 862 Sense of Urgency
Facing the clear opposition from Shokuhou Misaki and Misaka Mikoto, Lin Wuming smiled bitterly: “Of course I know that, don’t worry, I really don’t have feelings for either of them… So, shall we prepare dinner now?”
Fortunately, Shokuhou Misaki only gave a verbal warning, then returned to normal, seemingly putting the topic aside for the time being.
Lin Wuming silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead—the feeling of being pushed to the edge of a cliff grew stronger.
—I can’t drag this out any longer…
While sighing in his heart, Lin Wuming busied himself in the kitchen; trying to change his mood, or perhaps, escaping reality…
But because he was already adept at cooking, he no longer needed extra thought and could complete all the dishes by simply following his body’s instincts.
So, while busy, Lin Wuming’s thoughts repeatedly drifted to the young girls in the living room.
—Recalling the three years since he became an esper in this world, how exactly did he get to this point step by step?
Lin Wuming even couldn’t help but imagine if, like a game, there was a “save and load” function in this reality…
But then again, even if he could reload and start over… who should he choose? This most fundamental problem didn’t seem to be resolved by that!
“Wuming-senpai?” Misaka Mikoto’s voice came from the kitchen doorway.
Lin Wuming quickly dismissed the chaotic thoughts from earlier, and while pretending to be busy, he replied: “Is something wrong, Misaka? If you’re hungry, there’s strawberry cake in the fridge…”
“No, I’m not that hungry yet,” Misaka Mikoto said. “I just wanted to ask, regarding that Sister Orsola, what do you plan to do next?”
Perhaps worried about causing Lin Wuming to misunderstand, Misaka Mikoto quickly added and explained: “No, I didn’t really mean that… It’s just that, that Sister Orsola, like Index, should be from ‘that side,’ right?”
As things stood, among the Unnamed Faction, Misaka Mikoto was the one who showed the most common sense, realizing the risks of providing sanctuary to Sister Orsola.
“Don’t worry about it,” Lin Wuming said nonchalantly. “If what I’m doing was truly inappropriate, Chairman Aleister would have contacted me already…”
As he spoke, Lin Wuming looked around—there was no movement, nor did he hear his phone ring.
“Since he doesn’t object, it must mean he’s tacitly approved of my actions, right?” Lin Wuming shrugged. “And don’t worry, Sister Orsola won’t stay here like Index. At the latest, by next week, she’ll return to where she belongs.”
“Where she belongs?”
“She’s a devout Cross Religion believer. If she weren’t truly desperate, do you think she’d really be willing to stay here?” Lin Wuming explained with a smile. “It’s like throwing a fish into a desert—Academy City is a desert for Cross Religion faith!”
“That silver-haired nun next to Kamijou-senpai seems quite adapted to this desert though…” Misaka Mikoto said.
“I already said Index is an exception,” Lin Wuming shook his head. “You can’t compare her to a normal nun.”
“I suppose so. Seeing Sister Orsola, I realized that there really are true nuns in this world.” Misaka Mikoto then quipped, and then continued, “Actually, what I wanted to ask is, is it really okay for Sister Orsola to stay in a hotel alone? I heard that the enemies who want to capture her have already entered Academy City, haven’t they?”
Although Misaka Mikoto had previously stood on the same side as Shokuhou Misaki—refusing to let Orsola Aquinas stay in the “palace”—she ultimately couldn’t help but worry about the nun’s safety.
“Oh, there’s absolutely no need to worry about that,” Lin Wuming said.
The Amakusa-style Cross Rosicrucian originally came to rescue Sister Orsola, but because Orsola couldn’t fully trust them, it led to this series of unforeseen events.
So even if they succeeded in capturing the nun, Lin Wuming wouldn’t feel the slightest bit of worry.
In fact, if he didn’t want to be considered a “prophet,” Lin Wuming would have gladly handed Sister Orsola directly over to the Amakusa-style Cross Rosicrucian.
All in all, unless the Roman Orthodox Church’s pursuers also entered Academy City, Sister Orsola was absolutely safe here, because no one truly wanted to harm her.
Lin Wuming now only wanted to focus on tomorrow’s Level test, so no matter what, he planned to deal with everything after tomorrow.
The matter of Sister Orsola was the same; this was also why Lin Wuming took her in for “a temporary stay of a day or two.”
—After tomorrow, he could directly hand her over to the Amakusa-style or Tsuchimikado Motoharu…
“Oh right.” Lin Wuming suddenly thought, “Why wait until tomorrow? I’ll just notify Tsuchimikado Motoharu now.”
—He should have planned this earlier; magical side matters should be handled by magical side people.
Lin Wuming summoned his phone and dialed Tsuchimikado Motoharu’s number.
But after waiting for a while, there was no answer.
“What is that guy doing?” Lin Wuming muttered.
However, considering that Tsuchimikado Motoharu was a multi-faceted spy, he must be very busy when no one knows.
Lin Wuming shook his head and turned off his phone screen.
Of course, he could also contact Kamijou Touma.
But this thought only circled in Lin Wuming’s mind once before being discarded—it was certain that, even now, Kamijou Touma was still Chairman Aleister’s forbidden property.
To avoid unnecessary trouble, Lin Wuming tried his best to avoid “personally” involving Kamijou Touma in incidents.
“Wuming-senpai?” Looking at Lin Wuming’s busy appearance, Misaka Mikoto asked somewhat puzzled, “Are you… trying to seek cooperation from Index’s side?”
“Something like that.” Lin Wuming weighed his words, thinking about how to explain it clearly to Misaka Mikoto.
—If it were Shokuhou Misaki, it wouldn’t be so troublesome. In terms of encrypted communication, Mental Out is indeed very convenient; moreover, Shokuhou Misaki also knows the original plot, so there’s no need to explain anything to her…
—As for Hu Feng Homi… she genuinely doesn’t seem to care about these “things that don’t concern her,” so there’s no need to worry about how to explain to her. And if an explanation is really needed, he could ask Shokuhou Misaki’s Mental Out for help.
Only Misaka Mikoto is immune to Mental Out, so she is destined to never understand Lin Wuming’s deepest secret…
Lin Wuming looked at Misaka Mikoto’s face and couldn’t help but think—if Mikoto knew My true nature, could she accept the fact that I am an esper? And how would she react? Would she still stay by My side like this?
