Toaru Majutsu no Index:Toaru Love Letter SS

Story

Part 1

“Kamijou.”

This was a time when autumn's changing to winter.

It was during a slightly more harmonious lunch break.

“I'm looking for Kamijou Touma.”

At the entrance of the classroom, there was a 'sempai' who really didn't look like one, peeping in from the front door. She had shoulder-length black hair, and her fringe is tied back. She's tall, busty, and was a beauty. The long-skirt of her sailor uniform looks like it had strong defenses. One could see her bellybutton in the gap between her blouse and skirt. She definitely looked smart, and was definitely athletic. Also, it seems like she didn't need to worry about money, only needing red tea to go along with cake. Though she's an adolescent, she could taste the difference between brandys, and even if she drove around in a red sports car, she won't look out of place. Of course, the latter descriptions were just an impression others would get when they look at all.

She's Kumokawa Seria.

Almost everyone in the school finds her to be a 'beauty sempai', and there's even a feeling that if they 'remove a layer of the exterior, they will find a smart robot'. Seeing that they can't get on with such a person, the students would just randomly say 'what?' 'beauty, she can fire beauty lasers' 'here we go again, she's looking for Kamijou'. They only know Kamijou's name.

There's still a group of students in the classroom who can ignore the beauty's presence. But the fact that the 'beauty sempai' is looking for that person has spread throughout the entire classroom.

"...Hm, seems like he's not around. Is he resting today?"

Kumokawa twitches her eyebrows as she 'can't find that person'.

Seems like she's somewhat unhappy.

Then, while looking like she's searching for a new toy.

"Oh well, let's ask someone else. Hm, who should I look for...that person with black hair, huge forehead and large breasts, the one imitating me."

"YOU'RE TOO NOISY, IDIOT!!!"

Kumokawa was looking for the one called the most anticipated freshman star, Fukiyose Seiri.

There's now a commotion of 'Ohh, she's looking for Fukiyose'.

On a side note, as for which part she's most anticipated for, it's most probably the part below the collarbone, the B of the BWH.

Fukiyose unhappily starts seething as she leaves her seat and quickly gets to Kumokawa.

"I had my hairstyle since 5 years old. Please stop making judgements based on your own standard!!"

"That's a coincidence, I had that hairstyle since 5 years old."

"ISN'T THAT AT THE SAME TIME?"

"But well, I'm your sempai. You're later than me by one year."

Uuu...Fukiyose hums unhappily as she closes in on Kumokawa and stares at her. Kumokawa finds it interesting as well, and plays along with Fukiyose by pushing her forehead around.

...With that, the most outstanding parts on their bodies that was obvious since kindergarten are pressing against each other, and those are the B parts underneath the collarbone. But it seems like they don't have time to notice this predicament.

Because of this, in a corner of the room, Aogami Pierce and Tsuchimikado Motoharu are lecherously staring at them and says,

"Heeh~~though this country has recession or tariffs or whatsoever, isn't that still ample..."

"And it's the place where it should be ample."

Beside them, dark lines start to appear heinously on the similar black haired Himegami Aisa (who's not large-breasted).

Fukiyose pushes her forehead over and says,

"Well, will the experienced sempai please tell us why you're here at this brats' clas?"

"Well, that's because...of this!"

Saying it quickly, Kumokawa quickly pulls out the white envelop like it's a key card and brushes it between their faces. Feeling the heat of the friction, Fukiyose shouts,

"HOT HOT...!?"

"Hm~seems like you still need training."

For some reason, Kumokawa's forehead is shining as she smiles casually. She then keeps her smile and passes the white envelop in her fingers to Fukiyose.

What's passed to her is,

"...Ah?"

"It's just a letter, what's so surprising about it?"

One can tell what that is, but just right at the tip of Fukiyose's nose, there's a cute lucky item that's sealed with a heart-shaped sticker. Is 'that' thing inside?.

The female Kumokawa is passing a love letter to me, a woman? For a moment, Fukiyose was stunned, and then she recalls, Kumokawa was here to look for 'that person'.

In other words--

"It's a love letter. Seems like he's not around, so pass it to him for me."

For a moment,

Fukiyose Seiri's mind went blank.

The large-breasted sempai smiles at the large-breasted kouhai who hasn't recovered, and says,

"Oh, please let me state this, it's a violation if you read the secret contents inside. I advise you not to do anything silly and help me pass that to him."

"Ah..."

"LOVE!?"

"LOVE LETTER!?"

"AH? TO KAMIJOU!? NOT TO ME!?"

Everyone in the classroom start to cause a ruckus.

Facing the stunned Fukiyose, Kumokawa seemingly whispers to her,

"...Ah? Why do you look like you got a shock? Is there a reason why you can't pass that letter?"

"No-"

"If there's no problems, I'll leave it to you then. This is just like passing a note to a kid who's resting at home due to flu. Even elementary school kids can do that, isn't that simple?"

Then, Kumokawa casually waves her hand and says goodby, and the beauty sempai leaves the classroom.

As for the stunned Fukiyose, she's holding the love letter she doesn't know how to deal with. And then, after taking in all her unhappiness, she explodes,

"WHAT---!?"

SOMETHING BIG HAPPENED!!

Part 2

That's a love letter.

"KAMIJOU..." "KAMIJOU THAT BASTARD...!" "HOW ARE WE GOING TO MAKE HIM BREAK UP WITH THAT BEAUTY!?" Chaos strikes the class that descended into a ruckus, and Fukiyose focuses on the letter in her hand.

Fukiyose wonders, there's a sender and a receiver. I see, in terms of impact, if one use such an old-fashioned method like paper, the person may gain a huge advantage.

Giving a bad example, it's like a transaction scam. Before the message is sent back, the receiver may have time to calmly think through to analyse and verify it. In contrast, the sender who wrote the letter directly will have the confidence that 'he will definitely not get rejected', and thus can forcefully let the other person accept it.

Even if the worst scenario occurs, words on a letter are still the best.

The 'sending' of the letter will show the intention of the sender. Also, the sender can force the receiver to respond before opening the letter.

And especially to the people who aren't used to having love letters, once such a scenario occurs, the receiver will waver. Before the sender calms down, the other party may ask for an immediate reply. The moment the receiver calms down, even if he or she doesn't know what happened, everything's decided. Isn't that a skill in itself?

(No no no, is it because a sempai sent the letter that I'm so spaced out?)

"Is this the letter just now?"

The classmate, Himegami Aisa, stares intently at Fukiyose.

Fukiyose fans the letter and says,

"I just got tasked with something really irritating. The boys' dorm is in a completely different direction from how we go to school."

"Now that you mentioned it, you're right."

"The boys dorm and girls dorm were deliberately separated, and now I have to go to the boys dorm. This just sounds like a penalty game. I'm going to be in grave danger."

"Oh...? I once accidentally went there..."

Facing Himegami, who said that, Fukiyose turns to focus on the letter again.

How irritating. I don't want to be someone's messenger's, let alone that woman's. If I want to be her runner, I should at least check her character first. Got to let others do this. So what should I do?

"Oh, I got a great idea."

"?"

Part 3

Though it's after school, and there's no extra-curricular activities to take care of, anyone will be mistaken if they think that a High School teacher's life is easy!

Right now, the 135cm tall homeroom teacher Tsukuyomi Komoe is in the staff room fighting against the notepad computer, typing away all sorts of questions of a mini-test at the keyboard.

Sitting beside her and looking rather bored as she lets the chair spins around, the female teacher says,

“Eh, Komoe-sensei, you're a lot more hardworking than usual today-jan.”

“I want to finish it and then go off to get smashed. I want to finish off all the alcohol in that bar! That's why I came here by bus and didn't drive here. Even if I'm a school teacher, I can't call myself one if I get pressured by homework!”

So that's how it is.

At this moment, Fukiyose Seiri walks in,

“Here, sensei, someone left it to me. Please pass it to Kamijou's house.”

“KYAH!”

While her routine got broken, Komoe-sensei lets out a shout that isn't really scary.

Fukiyose ignores her and continues on,

“I didn't hear her say when it should be sent, but most likely, it's going to be troublesome if this isn't sent today. Please help send over, sensei.”

“Bu, but, sensei here is as busy as how you see me. Normally speaking, would teachers act as a student's runner? There's also black stout waiting for me, and this isn't anything impo—what's this? LOVE LETTER!?”

Komoe-sensei's eyes land on the letter the student handed over, and jumped up in reflex,

Fukiyose sighs and says,

“It's crazy, isn't it? That weird girl who left this with me left after that. This shouldn't be anything that should be left over there, right?”

“...”

This is bad, Komoe-sensei thinks.

A boy-girl relationship between students is a super dangerous and sensitive area to teachers. Though they can just say 'a student's duty is to study! All impure intentions are forbidden!', at this age, young people may be hurt because of love! If she's not careful, the student may not come to school, or even worse, commit suicide!

Thus,

Uwah, this is really troublesome. Are you belittling this single teacher's ability to refuse? But if I refuse them unreasonably, I may end up causing bad things in a student's future and ruin a young person's life, and I won't feel good about it.

While Komoe-sensei's thinking about this, the (female) colleague who's sitting nearby and dressed in sports attire says calmly,

“Hn? Isn't it still allowed?”

“Whose opinion is that? Until what stage is it allowed?”

“As long as they don't get pregnant-jan.”

“HOW CAN A SPORTS TEACHER SAY THAT!?”

Fukiyose stealthily sneaks away from Komoe-sensei, who's waving both arms in protest.

“Then, I'll leave it to you. The rest doesn't matter to me now.”

“Ahh! Hold it right there, Fukiyose! Sensei still has lots of things to do, and you're the one who requested it. Please take responsibility...”

“Ha?”

The black-haired huge-breasted Fukiyose reveals a very wary look and says,

“So you want me to go to that boys dorm after school when it's almost night, and at that Kamijou's room?”

“...I can imagine something big going on. As for Kamijou, I guess it has nothing to do with his own will...”

“Hn? Since when has pregnancy got to do with this?”

Seeing Komoe-sensei still wavering, Fukiyose dashes out to the staff room entrance.

“Bye bye then! Even that Kamijou won't do anything to sensei!”

“Fukiyose! I said that I have a date with black stout later! Ehh, what will happen if I leave it alone!?”

Just like that, the baton was passed from Fukiyose to Komoe-sensei.

As for how Fukiyose's thinking after escaping successfully from the staff room?

God, please let that idiot Kamijou deal with it badly and get severely hurt as a result!

Part 4

Goodbye, my black stout.

“Ha, haa, ahh. I didn't drive because I intended to drink, and now I'm so tired.

Komoe-sensei sighs heavily as she continues to stop and go on the road in the evening.

Walking beside her, the teacher in sports attire laughs and says,

“Hahaha, seems like you can only give up on the black stout and continue to work on the test.”

“...Why is Yomikawa-sensei looking so happy?”

“Because that's punishment for not inviting me-jan,”

“I don't want to be messed up by such a trivial thing.”

“Either way, you just need to drop the letter into that letterbox and just go off, isn't it-jan?” “...This, well, it's bad for a teacher's reputation no matter I hand it over to him or confiscate it from him, right?”

A teacher should respect a student's privacy, but at the same thing, she has to monitor the student's actions.

“Iya?”

The teacher in sports attire casually asks,

“Is there a special reason why Komoe-sensei's hesitating so much? Don't tell me—you personally don't want to hand the letter to that student?”

“What are you saying!? Let's hurry up and hand that letter to Kamijou and go off!!”

Those are the 2 teachers who are making a commotion as they head towards the boys dorm...

Part 10

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