A Certain Magical Index: The Primal Spirit Descends to My Side

On the eve of summer vacation, Touma Kamijou manages to "pick up" two girls simultaneously. The first is a breathtaking, world-ignorant, naked girl with gray hair and eyes; the second is a silver-haired nun hanging upside down from his balcony, claiming to be tied to the world of magic. Touma foolishly believes this marks the start of a standard double misfortune. Instead, he unknowingly holds the Primal Spirit—the catalyst of the Eurasian Great Disaster—in his left hand, while his right hand grapples with the fallout of 103,000 forbidden magical grimoires hunting the nun. Thus, the most bizarre dynamic in existence forms within an eight-square-meter dorm room. "Touma is a pervert who keeps a mistress!" the furious nun accuses. "He saved me," the Primal Spirit deadpans. "Such misfortune! What has become of my daily life?!" Touma wails, clutching his head in despair. As Academy City's world of science and superpowers collides with the hidden realm of ancient magic, the stage is set for a chaotic new chapter where normal is the one thing Touma can never have.