Academy City Temperature Control

It seems that many people have a collecting habit.

Misaka-senpai loves crotch so much that Kuroko-san seems to have a soft spot for collecting everything about Misaka-senpai, including but not limited to candid photos. Natsume-san always feels that Kuroko-san will use her spatial movement ability to do something terrible. Things are coming.

As for the senior's habit of collecting Western dolls after marriage, Natsume Sonoko thinks it is a very normal hobby.

Even Natsume Sonoko herself occasionally buys a lot of things that she doesn't need in the end, and ends up stuffing them under the bed without knowing what they can be used for.

"Please sit down, Natsume-san. Here are some refreshments I prepared. The pastries were specially made by the chef overnight, and the fruits were just picked today. Please don't be polite to me." After the marriage, the senior sister sat upright. Beside the round table, the folding fan was still close to his body. He opened it to cover up the expectant look on his face.

"This is the first time I have been invited to a tea party. Please forgive me if I am rude." Natsume Sonoko told the truth, her eyes unconsciously glancing at the pythons swimming around.

The boa constrictor playing nearby seemed to notice Natsume Sonoko's gaze, and looked at Natsume Sonoko while spitting out a snake letter.

Natsume Sonoko then hurriedly turned her gaze and sat opposite the married senior sister.

In addition, Natsume Sonoko looked around suspiciously and found no other students coming to the tea party.

Is the tea party over?Or is he the only one here?

"Please use tea." After the marriage, the senior sister put down the folding fan, her arrogant expression seemed to have calmed down, and she picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Natsume Sonoko.

"Is this black tea?" Natsume Sonoko looked at the tea in the cup curiously. This was probably her first time drinking black tea.

The black tea in the cup is bright and transparent, with no impurities and only a tangy tea aroma.

After taking a sip gently, a refreshing fragrance flowed from between the teeth into the lungs. It was rich and mellow, refreshing and sweet, and it was not greasy at all, but had a light sweetness.

"It tastes good." Natsume Sonoko's simple style was carried forward again, and no amount of adjectives can match the taste.

After the marriage, the senior sister's face was obviously flushed with excitement, and she seemed to feel that her tea ceremony was recognized.

"Hoo ho ho, now you know that Mitsuko's tea ceremony after my marriage is also top-notch, but no one can drink the black tea that Mitsuko made by myself after my marriage." After the marriage, Mitsuko's face showed a proud look, and his eyes stopped. He couldn't help but look at Natsume Sonoko, who was drinking black tea.

Natsume Sonoko felt a little awkward, but when she saw the eyes of her senior sister after marriage, she honestly drank the black tea in her hand.

Apart from drinking tea, the tea party was naturally about chatting. Natsume Sonoko was just about to chat with her married senior sister about household matters, when her married senior sister’s big teapot already appeared in front of her.

"It seems that you can appreciate my tea ceremony. You're welcome. I still have plenty of black tea." After the marriage, the senior sister said decisively, and the gorgeous fan unfolded on her face, revealing a pair of shining eyes.

The full amount of black tea filled the tea cup again, and Natsume Sonoko felt a little confused when she was looked at by her married senior sister.

While drinking black tea, Natsume Sonoko suddenly felt a weight on her back, as if something heavy had climbed onto her body.

"Natsume-san, little Catherine seems to like you very much." After the marriage, the senior sister said with her mouth wide open, as if she was curious about why little Catherine, who was usually only close to me, was acting out of character today.

Natsume Sonoko's words made her heart pound.

Natsume Sonoko only felt a slippery feeling, and little Catherine had already climbed onto Natsume Sonoko's neck and lay on Natsume Sonoko's body without moving.

"Is little Catherine sleeping?"

About 2 minutes later, Natsume Sonoko, who had gained the courage, poked little Catherine's head with her finger. Seeing that there was no reaction, she became more courageous. She unconsciously rubbed her palms on little Catherine's body, as if touching her. Like kittens and puppies.

Um?It's surprisingly comfortable and doesn't bite.

Smooth and tender, it feels like touching a ball of jelly and feels extremely comfortable.

Little Catherine also felt Natsume Sonoko's touch, and became even more lazy. The snake head with a bow tied on it lay on Natsume Sonoko's head and fell asleep. Looking from a distance, it looked like Natsume Sonoko was carrying a big red butterfly hat. cap.

Although it was not clear whether the two people drinking tea and chatting was a tea party, Natsume Sonoko felt that she seemed to like this activity of drinking tea and eating snacks.

Little Catherine got off Natsume Sonoko and began to walk around in other parts of the room after sleeping. After the wedding, the senior sister was busy introducing Natsume Sonoko to the Western dolls in the room.

Natsume Sonoko is very interested in these lifelike dolls. The only regret is that there are no circuits or programs installed in them, so they cannot make fun movements like video game robots, nor can they sing or dance.

After the marriage, the senior's tea party started with black tea and ended with dolls. Occasionally, little Catherine came out to cause trouble. Natsume Sonoko's first tea party was at least not boring.

Although the senior sister seemed a little arrogant after marriage, she tried her best at the tea party. Natsume Sonoko could feel that she valued and cared about her.

By the time Natsume Sonoko came out of her married senior sister's room, it was almost afternoon.

Even though she missed lunch, Natsume Sonoko was not hungry at all, and the taste of cakes and black tea still echoed in Natsume Sonoko's mouth.

Chapter 18 Delinquent Boy and Railgun

The happy and comfortable weekend is over, and soon it’s time for school again.

After completing a whole day of classes, Natsume Sonoko sat on her desk and looked at the sky outside the window in confusion.

I didn't sleep well last night. I don't know whether it was because of drinking too much black tea or some other reason. Natsume Sonoko stayed up until one or two o'clock in the evening before falling asleep.

In fact, insomnia is nothing. Natsume Sonoko has many ways to cheer up. The problem is that she also had a physical education class today.

Although it was just a very regular physical exercise, including ten squats, ten push-ups, and 1000 meters of long-distance running, Natsume Sonoko fell down from exhaustion and became miserable.

Natsume Sonoko felt sore all over her body. Long-distance running was the sport she hated most, especially the last 100 meters. That distance seemed out of reach.

"I almost thought I was going to die. I hate physical education class." Natsume Sonoko showed an expression that was about to survive a disaster, and her eyes gradually changed from empty and confused to a little more solid.

Natsume Sonoko's physical fitness is indeed a bit poor, but even so, Natsume Sonoko doesn't want to rely on long-distance running or anything like that to improve her physical fitness. In Natsume Sonoko's opinion, riding a bicycle is just fine.

Someone feels that he has almost rested, and he cannot stay in the classroom forever.

Natsume Sonoko slowly stood up from her desk and walked out of the classroom. She took out her mobile phone from her backpack and dived online to browse forums on a daily basis, especially a certain urban legend website. Now it is one of Natsume Sonoko's favorite places to log in.

Natsume Sonoko kept playing with her phone, and soon she opened an urban legend website and entered the website's forum, which was filled with all kinds of weird posts posted by netizens.

[It is said that cash cards with varying amounts of money can be found in the alleys of Academy City]

[There is a person with space mobility who can ruthlessly defeat enemies, and she also has a partner that she is crazy about: the strongest electric shock user, the electromagnetic gun]

[The man who can fight a railgun with just one right hand]

【...】

Natsume Sonoko looked through the posts on the website forum and felt that they were full of gossip and rumors, with true and false news flying all over the place.

Misaka-senpai is indeed a famous figure. Even her legend is circulated in the forums on small websites. She has seen the name of Railgun many times. Natsume Sonoko said that this is the power of Railgun fans.

In the various chat posts on the website, there are a lot of urban legends that have not been confirmed or have not been included.

Only legends with high credibility or widespread circulation can be officially included in the website, and can at least have a special page.

Last time, the urban legend about Maeda Kana-senpai about the undressed and undressed girls wandering around Academy City had a special page on this urban legend website called "Seeing is Better than Hearing a Hundred Hearings", and you can also earn some income through clicks.

[Shocked, the ground suddenly froze. What on earth did these people do to the earth?]

Natsume Sonoko clicked on the post and saw that it was the photo of the group that robbed the bank before. Kuroko-san was not photographed, but several security guards and armored vehicles were in the photo, but their faces were blurred.

A brief introduction to the incident, a photo of several robbers shivering when they were caught, and finally a photo of the poster testing the ground temperature at the scene.

Although there is no first sight evidence, the poster still insists that he encountered an unknown and mysterious event.

Natsume Sonoko was very satisfied that her deeds could be spread, but when she saw the few replies below, she immediately felt a little depressed.

[No photos of ice on the ground?It's hard for me to believe you. Oh, by the way, it seems like it's almost summer now. 】

[The sudden mention of ice on the ground may be just because these criminals are afraid of being caught (touches head). 】

[Boring post, hidden, hidden]

Natsume Sonoko thought that she could take a few photos of the frozen ground and upload them. It would be better to include the sun above her head to enhance the credibility and let these inexperienced people see it.

In the end, Natsume Sonoko resisted this urge. She felt that she could create an urban legend section for herself, and there was no need to waste precious photos on replies.

Not only can he complete the monthly investigation mission of the Urban Legend Investigation Club, but he also hears that the income is pretty good. At least the last time I saw Maeda Kana-senpai, she was eating high-end food from the Fourth School District.

"Does the ability to control temperature and take pictures have any effect?"

Natsume Sonoko thought she could give it a try, and maybe she could get rid of poverty and become rich directly, to the point where she could beat Kuroko's classmates in terms of income.

In fact, it is not difficult to create urban legends, but popularity is the basis for an urban legend to develop from rumors and gossip.

After closing the post, Natsume Sonoko has walked out of Tokiwadai Middle School, and her fulfilling life of urban investigation has begun again.

Walking out of the school garden, walking through the small alleys, you came to the bustling commercial street.

Walking on the pedestrian bridge of the commercial street, Natsume Sonoko's fatigue began to fade away, and she became energetic again.

"Today's weather is really nice. It's suitable for outdoor investigation. I'll go to the video game center to check the situation soon."

Natsume Sonoko made today's investigation plan in one second. She took solid steps as if she had found the meaning of the whole day. As expected, people are full of energy when they find their goals.

Moreover, the consumption of the video game center is not high, so it is very suitable for ordinary students like Natsume Sonoko to go and spend money.

After thinking about it, Natsume Sonoko met an acquaintance on the pedestrian bridge.

It's Misaka-senpai.

Misaka-senpai looked up at the sky with a bottle of pineapple juice in her hand, with a touch of sadness in her eyes, as if she was lamenting the impermanence of life.

Just when Natsume Sonoko was about to step forward to say hello, something strange happened to Natsume Sonoko.

Misaka-senpai seems to have been accosted?Well, it should be considered a chat.

"You're so cute, and you're a student at Tokiwadai."

"Oh, do you want to play with us next? Brother will take you to see goldfish. They are very beautiful goldfish."

"Don't worry about going back late. We'll take you back then." Several delinquent-looking teenagers gathered around Misaka-senpai.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, they are so brave." Natsume Sonoko had an incredible look on her face, looking curiously at the delinquents surrounding Misaka-senpai. A group of seven.

Don’t these people watch the news?I thought Misaka-senpai should be very famous, but as expected, I still have too little knowledge.

Natsume Sonoko's daily thinking began again, once a day very frequently. Looking at the seven fierce-looking delinquents in front of her, Natsume Sonoko couldn't help but look solemn.

"Well, I just want to do something active. Sure enough, this city will never make people feel bored at all." Misaka-senpai nodded helplessly, looked at the few bad boys around and said.

After saying that, Misaka-senpai threw the can in her hand into the trash can nearby.

"Natsume-san, why are you here?"

Misaka-san heard something, but her sight was blocked by a few delinquent boys. She tilted her head and looked through the several delinquents, only to realize that it was Natsume Sonoko-san.

"Misaka-senpai, don't worry, I've notified the Discipline Committee and she will handle it right away." Although Natsume Sonoko wasn't too worried about Misaka-senpai, she still felt that she should do something.

It would be best to inform the nosy flanking girl Kuroko-kun to deal with it. Natsume Sonoko faced off against several bad boys with a hint of fearlessness.

Even if it wasn't for Misaka-senpai's sake, it would be better for these seven delinquents whose courage was extraordinary and they might be put in a security guard prison.

"Where did you get in the way? Are you trying to cause trouble on purpose, you little guy?" the leader said in a sultry voice, taking out a folding knife from his pocket with one hand.

"Boss, this is also a student from Tokiwadai. It looks like he is a classmate."

"She said she informed the disciplinary committee. What should we do? I heard that a murderous female disciplinary committee member recently appeared, and she seems to have a partner who is even more cruel and capable of discharging electricity."

"What kind of ethics committee member and her partner are just a few little girls. Maybe they haven't gone through the rebellious stage yet, and they might even sleep with the baby at night, hahaha." Several bad guys covered their stomachs and laughed at the same time. .

"Take the two of them away together first." The leading delinquent boy raised his knife rudely and gestured in the air twice, only to find that the little carrot head opposite him kept retreating.

Stop pretending, I'm going to run away.

Natsume Sonoko turned around and ran back, ignoring the stunned expressions on the faces of several delinquents. This little guy who was so aggressive just now ran away now?

"Fortunately, I ran fast. Misaka-senpai seems to be experiencing blue light again."

Finally running to a safe distance, Natsume Sonoko hurriedly took a breath and looked at Misaka-senpai from a distance with electric sparks coming out of her head. It seemed that these bad boys had made Misaka-senpai angry.

Misaka-senpai had one hand on her hip, one hand seemed to be clenched tightly, and her hair made a crackling sound.

"It's so irritating!" Misaka-senpai pursed her lips, seemingly unable to suppress the anger in her heart, and almost roared out.

Blue-white electric light gathered around, like a pillar of light reaching the sky, spurting out from Misaka-senpai's body. The electric pillar jumped more than twenty meters into the air, and this conspicuous blue light could be seen from a distance. Cylinder of light.

The huge current is like a fuse, and just being slightly touched by the light of the light pillar is like being hit by a million volts.

Several bad boys were immediately stunned by the electric shock. Before the ferocious expressions on their faces could change, their whole bodies seemed to be scorched and they fell straight to the ground.

Seeing the last bad boss fall to the ground, Natsume Sonoko carefully returned to Misaka-senpai.

"Are they okay? Will there be any problems?" Natsume Sonoko found a stick and poked the smoking delinquent on the ground, and asked with some worry.

"How could something happen? They are adults." Misaka-senpai said angrily, while taking back the black schoolbag from the ground.

"That's it." Natsume Sonoko nodded. Misaka-senpai said that it should be fine, and she could just lie in bed for half a day or a day at most.

Chapter 19 So terrifying, lv6 updraft

A certain disciplinary committee always arrived late. In Natsume Sonoko's eyes, Kuroko-san's role was almost like that of a security guard in Campus City. Coupled with her ability to move in space, she surpassed ordinary security guards.

Moreover, calling Kuroko-san is equivalent to calling a cruel spatial movement and a constant-temperature death god at the same time, and the sense of security suddenly increases.

"You're right when I'm flanking you." Kuroko's mouth habit always makes people so familiar. He held a green armband with one hand to reveal the shield symbol of the Discipline Committee. This also means that Kuroko will have to make up a letter of repentance after returning. .