Academy City's Puppet Master

Originally, Misaka Mikoto didn’t plan to get any rewards for the money that has already been donated, but I’m afraid there will be a comparison in everything... Although the money Ling Xingye used to treat guests the day before yesterday was not strictly a gain from the performance, but a robbing of bad boys income.

But others don't make the distinction so clearly.

Ling Xingye shook his head: "I happen to be busy recently, and I don't have that much time. Just make do with it."

So the two went together.

"Xingye, your package has increased again." Misaka Mikoto noticed an extra travel bag in the opponent's hand, "Is there another large puppet inside?"

"It's just other props." Ling Xingye said casually.

Misaka Mikoto did not continue to ask, but looked around looking for the vending machine a little uncomfortably.

There are so many such convenient machines in Academy City that they are almost overflowing.According to the statistics of interested people, almost all daily necessities can be bought through vending machines.

The two casually turned a street corner and saw a vending machine specializing in drinks.

That's all. I don't know if there is a drink I like.Ling Xingye thought about it.After all, there are so many vending machines, and there will be all kinds of weird and fashionable products in them.

But the girl next to her suddenly stepped forward a few steps faster and looked at the vending machine carefully.

Ling Xingye noticed that she didn't seem to be picking the drink she wanted, but instead seemed to be studying the overall structure of the machine.

When Ling Xingye also came to the front, Misaka Mikoto took a step back, shook her head and said, "No, this machine can't."

"Don't you have a favorite flavor?" Ling Xingye asked.

"Its chassis is too thick and cannot be easily shaken. Moreover, the shelf of this model has also been improved, and its stability has been greatly improved..." Misaka Mikoto said incomprehensible words.

Ling Xingye thought for a while, but decided to give up thinking: "So...you mean to change to another vending machine?"

"It's too slow to try one by one!" Misaka Mikoto looked like a senior experienced person, and grabbed Ling Xingye's hand, "Come with me, I know that a vending machine is great!"

The girl walked like flying, and rushed forward with Ling Xingye.

The airflow generated during walking even lifted the skirt of her uniform high.

I finally know why she likes to wear safety pants, she is quite self-aware.

Misaka Mikoto seems to have been active in this area a lot, and she is very familiar with the terrain.Soon, she took Ling Xingye to the so-called "great" vending machine in her mouth.

It was next to a small park, a crimson, old-model machine that was ugly and even scarred.

===Chapter 15 Tokiwadai Cheats===

In the corner of the park, there is an unassuming red vending machine—this is what Misaka Mikoto is looking for.

Are there any good drinks here?Ling Xingye leaned over to check the shelves. To be honest, after an afternoon of performances, he was still very thirsty.

But he found that the drinks in this vending machine didn't have any special flavors that deserved attention, except for the most common ones, just some mysterious drinks that looked suspicious at first glance?Ling Xingye didn't want to spend money to try something of unknown significance.

This girl's taste is very strange... Ling Xingye looked suspiciously at the girl next to her, but since she is inviting someone, just listen to her, maybe there is really an unknown new product?

Thinking of this, Ling Xingye took out a handful of coins from his bag: "What do you want to drink, have you chosen?"

At this time, I saw Misaka Mikoto warming up, eager to do a little jump, her eyes were very serious, and she was staring at the vending machine in front of her.

Seeing that Ling Xingye was about to toss a coin, Misaka Mikoto reached out and grabbed him again.

"No, that's not how the machine is used."

"This is the most common vending machine. Is there any special way to operate it?" Ling Xingye asked puzzled, but was obediently pulled aside by Misaka Miqin.

"Look at me," Misaka Mikoto walked to the vending machine, put her body in the middle of the fight, then raised her right leg high, and threw out a clean whip kick!

At the same time, he recited the esoteric meaning-"Secrets of Tokiwadai Middle School, grandma's 45-degree oblique attack mechanical maintenance method!"

Miaoman's slender jade legs drew a refreshing arc in the air, hitting the steel body of the red vending machine fiercely and accurately.

Boom!

There was a loud bang, followed by a slightly muffled and continuous crash—the sound of the drink falling inside the machine.

While Ling Xingye was stunned, Misaka Mikoto had already taken out a drink from the exit.

"Oh, luck, luck, two cans just fell off in one go!" The girl cheered a little, "but the only drawback is that I can't control which flavor falls down..."

Ling Xingye noticed that the two cans were of the same drink, and the red cans were still emitting faint heat.

"Hot red beans..." Misaka Miqin looked at it, and casually threw a can to Ling Xingye, "It's free anyway, so don't be too picky."

Ling Xingye looked at what happened in front of him quite speechlessly.

How skilled is this girl!Are you even used to this vending machine?No alarm was sounded!

Seeing Ling Xingye staring blankly at the jar in his hand, Misaka Mikoto asked, "Why, is there any dissatisfaction?"

"No, it's just that I'm really not in the mood for a hot drink right now..." Ling Xingye thought for a while, and decided to ignore the shocking kick just now.

Misaka Mikoto opened the jar boldly, sat on a public bench beside her and began to enjoy it.

It also seems to be a bit hot, and after just a sip, it turns into a mode of taking a small breath and slowly tasting.

Ling Xingye looked at the hot red bean drink in his hand tangledly, wondering if he should spend his normal money to buy another can of Coke.

But in the end, he gave up, put down his travel bag, and sat on the bench.

"It's clearly agreed to be my treat..." Ling Xingye smiled wryly, while pulling out a silk thread from his wrist and carefully tied it to the mouth of the can.