Academy City Temperature Control

Misaka-senpai waved her hand and said hello, looking generous and enthusiastic.

"Hello, Makami-san."

As for a certain meatball head, he just nodded politely.

Although they often meet in school, they are not very familiar with each other.

She was a well-deserved celebrity in the first grade, but everyone knew her.

I heard Amakusa-senpai mention it last time that there have been more than ten applications for joining the Urban Legend Investigation Club recently.

It's just that Natsume-san is not very good at dealing with these things, so she subconsciously doesn't care.

"We meet again, I am Makikami Komaki from Tokiwadai."

Looking at Saten-san and the others, Makigami nodded slightly, but her eyes were attracted by the wreath on Uiharu's head.

The last time I met Saten-san and the others was at the academic conference venue, so it wasn’t the first time they met.

"Hello, I am Shiri Uiharu from Sagawa Middle School!"

Uiharu's classmate's expression suddenly became serious, and she spoke loudly and loudly as if she was in a musical. The girl in front of her was in line with her beautiful fantasy of young ladies.

"Please don't worry, she is just like that. And I am Saten Ruiko from Sagawa Middle School."

Saten Ruiko couldn't help but rub her head and explained awkwardly.

Watching Makigami's retreating back, Misaka-senpai opened the door to the ward and walked in.

There is an extra futon in the corner of Shirai-san’s ward, which Misaka-senpai used yesterday. As for Natsume-san, it’s okay to be casual, and it’s acceptable to squeeze in with Misaka-senpai.

A brand-new wheelchair is placed near the hospital bed. This is a new type of transportation that Shirai-san received.

It uses electric drive and automatic navigation, and I heard it can also have three-speed shifting and ejection. It is much more advanced than Natsume-san's crutches at that time.

But it's still worse than a cleaning robot.

"sister."

Following Shirai-san's shrill shout, the crazy disciplinary committee girl accurately landed in front of Misaka-senpai like a princess, forcing a certain railgun to catch the huge thing.

"It's so heavy, Heizi, have you gained weight recently?"

A trace of surprise appeared on Misaka-senpai's face, and she suddenly asked with some concern.

"Onee-sama is too much!"

Shirai-san's face suddenly puffed up, and he seemed a little unhappy.

"Febri and the others have already left."

"It's really unlucky to say that the time happens to be today."

After putting Shirai-san back on the hospital bed, Misaka-senpai said sadly.

Chapter 248 The Unknown Monitor

Putting the condolences on the cabinet, Shirai-san sat up straight and leaned on the bedside.

After less than a day, Shirai-san regained his energy and looked very energetic.

This vitality also made everyone feel relieved, and Shirai-san seemed to be recovering well.

Misaka-senpai has also brought over Shirai-san’s health card. The photo of Shirai-san in the health card photo is very small, and it looks like a photo taken when he was in elementary school.

"If I continue to recover like this, I will be able to be discharged from the hospital before the Daiha Star Festival. That would be great."

Saten-san put the flowers in a vase and placed them on the side of the window sill.

"Originally, the hospital stay was three to five days, but it seems that I can be discharged from the hospital in three days. However, I still need to borrow that thing for the time being, and I am not allowed to participate in the Daihasei Festival."

Holding his head with one hand, Shirai-san glanced helplessly at the wheelchair next to him.

Fortunately, her ability is to move in space, so it is relatively convenient to use a wheelchair, but it is not as convenient as walking.

"My sister-sama and I's hard-earned tacit understanding training was in vain. Fortunately, during that time, I could still continue to work as a disciplinary committee member." Shirai Kuroko shook his head regretfully.

"Speaking of which, Shirai-san, you have been asked to stay away from those dangerous jobs." Uiharu reminded in a low voice.

"No problem. Dangerous things don't happen every day, but the disciplinary committee's patrols still need to be completed."

Shirai-san said with an indifferent expression, which seemed to make sense.

"Furthermore, the security guards have to go outside Academy City to clean up the 'Science Society' these days, and they also have to prepare for the Daihasei Festival. There must be a shortage of manpower." Shirai-san thought for a while and continued.

Tokiwadai Junior High School external dormitory.

I carefully placed the security guard and the hospital certificate on the desk in the dormitory-sama's office, and then I listened to Misaka-senpai's chatter for a long time.

Perhaps the reason was quite sufficient, and it was difficult to punish him during the Daibaxing Festival. This time, the matter of staying out all night was passed smoothly.

However, even if they pass successfully, it is not without any cost. The dormitory master stated that he will strengthen the inspection of dormitories 208 to 210 in the future, hoping that some people can change their ways and start a new life.

"Natsume, you can go out now. Next, I want to have a good chat with Misaka about the contraband in the room."

The dormitory master glanced at Misaka-senpai, whose face suddenly turned pale, and silently took out some small things from the drawer.

Light lipstick, watch-shaped cosmetic bag, makeup remover...

"Housemaster, please listen to my explanation."

Misaka-senpai had an unnatural expression on her face and hesitated to say something.

thump.

This was the sound of the office door closing, and both hearts beat violently.

There is only one door between them, but they seem to be thousands of miles apart.

"I'm sorry, Misaka-senpai, I can't help you this time."

Natsume Sonoko glanced at the office with some sympathy, as if she could imagine the scene inside.

The clock keeps turning, but still can't wait for that figure to appear.

I waited at the door of the office for a while until the students from Tokiwadai came back one after another from club activities.

I chatted with a few classmates and met Tsuchimikado who came here to study.

"The cake I saved for Natsume-san yesterday is still there. I kept it well in the cold storage."

Tsuchimikado said leisurely, completing the task entrusted to her by a certain meatball head very responsibly.

"Great."

Natsume-san's face suddenly showed joy.

It is a very happy thing to have a group of reliable friends. Natsume-san has been working hard to become a person who can be relied on.

"We're going to start preparing dinner. Today's dessert is Natsume-san's favorite tiramisu."

Tsuchimikado-san put his fingers under his lips and said thoughtfully.

I don't know how much time passed, but when Misaka-senpai came out, she looked a little depressed.

With a forced smile on her face, she closed the office door with difficulty.

"Misaka-senpai, are you okay?"

Natsume Sonoko seemed worried as she could see the rich black energy lingering around the railgun.

"No problem, everything is OK."

Misaka-senpai put one hand on the pillar in the hall and showed an ugly smile.

This doesn't look like anything is going on.

.....

The sun in the sky began to set toward the west, and the Tokiwadai restaurant began to prepare dinner for the ladies again.

But on the other side of Academy City, a dull and thoughtful gaze slowly crossed the busy street not far away.

Reiko held a lunch box in her hand, which was filled with Misaka No. 9982's latest cooking creations.

These dishes don't look very dark, but I haven't been able to taste them for a long time. Many things require courage far beyond ordinary people.

Not only did Lingzi's own wishes express strong rejection, but even a certain meatball head was now quite hesitant.

It's obvious that you can make something just like a cat and a tiger after just one look, but when it comes to the Misaka sisters, it turns into a cruel battle, a certain meatball head who knows how to cook by memorizing recipes and the ingredients secretly thought to himself.

"It seems like something went wrong again, but what exactly is the problem?"

Standing on the balcony of Misaka Apartment No. [-], Reizi's eyes were still on the busy street, or rather on a certain person.

Although it was not expressed on his face, there was a hint of solemnity and depression in his heart.

Natsume Sonoko is still in charge of Reiko's body, but now both heads are a little confused, because something happened that has to make people care.

Because he has the body of a zero, he is much taller than me, and he can see further away.

Although I don’t often like to look into the distance, sometimes I get unexpected rewards.

"There must be something wrong with that guy."

"Brown and black suit, blond hair, maybe an ANBU or something."

Due to the relatively long distance, Lingzi could only see the general appearance clearly, and he began to make guesses in his head.

The other party seemed to have noticed Reiko's sight, and after a while, he hid in the complicated dark alleys nearby. This made Natsume Sonoko, who was far away in the living room, more and more certain.

This is not the first time this person has appeared in this neighborhood. Even Lingzi, who doesn't go out much, has seen him around once or twice, but now he found that he was observing the activities in this apartment.

"Aren't you hungry, Reiko? Misaka passed by pretending not to care."

Misaka No. 9982 was wearing a Gutai-style T-shirt and the Tokiwadai school uniform was somewhere. She walked past Reiko with the same hand and feet.

Chapter 249 About inviting parents

"I'm sorry, I have to go out suddenly for something. I'll eat when I get back."

Reiko's face was still blank, but there was a hint of anxiety in his eyes, and he handed the lunch box in his hand to Misaka No. 9982.

Does the sudden appearance of the monitor mean that the absolute ability user plan is not over yet, and someone is still focusing on the Misaka sisters.

However, according to Natsume-san's understanding, the plan for the evolution of absolute ability users is completely dead, and it is clear that all conditions are no longer met.

Wanting to find out the cause, she hurriedly changed her shoes in the apartment, and Natsume Sonoko controlled Reiko's body and chased away quickly.

Even though Reiko's body cannot exert its original strength due to the limitation of its ability range, it is still far beyond the ordinary level 4, equivalent to a fully weakened Natsume Sonoko.

Looking at Reiko's figure preparing to go downstairs, Misaka No. 9982's originally swinging arms had stopped, and she stood there in silence.

Misaka No. 9982's eyes still had that empty look, and her eyes followed Reizi until she left. Then she lowered her head and looked at the lunch box in her hand without saying anything.

The moment he stepped out of the apartment, Reiko's body gradually became transparent.

Reiko's mind is new and cannot use its abilities, but Natsume-kun can.

Natsume-san never pursues a direct battle with the enemy, and his first goal is to preserve his own strength.

Thanks to this kind of temperament, Natsume-san has never suffered any serious losses.

After walking another three or two steps, Lingzi's weight began to lighten, and his whole body became as light as a feather.

It only took one step to cover a long distance, and he continued to chase towards the entrance of the alley where the man in the suit disappeared.

His eyes returned to the dormitory of Tokiwadai.

Sitting on the rectangular dining table by the window, in the third row directly opposite the main door of the restaurant, this is where Natsume-san usually sits.

On the table are tiramisu and the cake that Tsuchimikado-san had asked him to keep yesterday. Today’s staple food is pasta for three people.

Of course, he didn't eat three points alone. Opposite Natsume Sonoko sat Misaka-senpai, and Shigefuku-san was beside him.

Originally there was supposed to be a Shirai-san, but now he is supposed to be eating a nutritional meal in the hospital.

This time it seemed that it was a certain ball head's turn to be absent-minded, which made Misaka-senpai opposite him feel very strange.

"Don't you have an appetite today?" Misaka-senpai asked softly.

"Of course not, I just thought of something suddenly."

Natsume Sonoko came back to her senses, put on a reassuring smile on her face, shook her head and said.