Academy City Temperature Control

Windows, like doors, are passages to the outside world, and Natsume-san never favors one over the other.

Putting one hand on the edge of the glass window and holding on to the window sill with the other, Natsume-san climbed in through the window skillfully, brushing off the non-existent dust along the way.

I looked at the time and saw that it was still more than an hour before lights out, so I was back just in time.

Reiko had already returned to Misaka's apartment a long time ago. While Natsume was eating French pancakes and drinking black tea, Reiko on the other side was busy trying out Misaka No. 9982's dishes.

It doesn't reach the extreme level of being called dark cuisine, and the charcoal-grilled tenderloin doesn't turn into charcoal, so it's just so-so for beginners.

"Speaking of which, Misaka 9982 hasn't watched any cooking programs recently."

Natsume-san sighed a little and felt that it should be the contribution of other Misaka sisters. Misaka Internet is really very convenient.

Chapter 253

Lying comfortably on the sofa, her body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, Natsume-san opened her eyes and was thinking about something.

Although I had just agreed to Shokuhou-senpai, I still felt very embarrassed no matter how I thought about it.

This embarrassment made Natsume Sonoko toss and turn a little, and she didn't know what to do. Her brain was far less able to deal with these things than the operating ability formula.

Shokuhou-senpai's reasons were so good that it was difficult for Natsume-san to refute. In fact, even she herself had the idea of ​​not telling Misaka-senpai.

Obviously, the wreckage incident happened yesterday, and Shirai-san was seriously injured. Today, Misaka-senpai is involved in a new incident again. Natsume-san feels that Misaka-senpai may not be able to accept it.

But if you don't tell, Misaka-senpai may be in danger.

When Natsume-san started grinding, she was even more serious than Shirai-san, and her whole body seemed to have lost its vitality.

But he suddenly sat up from the sofa. Natsume-san thought of the soul memory that had gradually recovered before.

I didn't read it immediately at that time, but now it seems to have become a tool to divert Natsume-san's attention.

Some scattered memories seemed to connect into a straight line, and Natsume-san seemed to see himself sitting in front of the computer.

But at that time, my image was too blurry, and I couldn't even see my back clearly. It was much blurrier than the silent films of the ancient times.

Regarding that illusory past life, Natsume-san has a lot of ideas.

Anyway, I can't remember it anymore, so I can live a new life in peace and contentment.

Memory is the source of pain. Being able to forget is considered a blessing.

In addition to that back view, Natsume-san’s memory of Super Cannon T also came to his eyes.

It seems that the memories are connected because of Shokuhou-senpai's plans, so the memories that appear are also related to these plans.

Intermittent, disjointed, but interconnected.

"It turns out that the plot of Super Cannon T takes place during the Daiha Star Festival."

A certain ball head sighed suddenly, those days were already very busy.

And she seemed to have seen the tit-for-tat confrontation between Misaka-senpai and Shokuhou-senpai, but then the two began to act together again.

This time, the memory was not as useless as imagined, but instead made Natsume-san stunned.

If Shokuhou-senpai's current plan continues, there should not be such a tit-for-tat scene. It should be that something happened in the middle that Natsume-san doesn't know about.

The scene of action together may be when dealing with the mastermind behind the scenes, because she seemed to vaguely see some enemies.

Natsume-san tried hard to recall, as if trying to extract more information from the soul memory, but the scene suddenly stopped.

"It's such a shame, it would be nice if we could see who's behind it."

Although he was almost certain that Shokuhou-senpai could find the final mastermind, Natsume-san felt that if he knew earlier, he would be more proactive.

Perhaps Natsume-san will only be able to remember it if he sees the so-called mastermind with his own eyes.

Even if you hear the other person's name or something, you may not have any impression of it at all.

"Right, in that case."

At this time, Natsume-san threw away all the tangles in his head, his mind became more active, and he opened his mouth slightly as he suddenly realized something.

Shokuhou-senpai can have her own plans, and so can Maruko-head, who is also level 5. Anyway, as long as it doesn't affect Shokuhou-senpai's plans.

Natsume-san feels that he can be Shokuhou-senpai’s secret weapon, or he can investigate secretly on his own, and no one else will find him anyway.

It seems that he has figured out some things. Natsume-san is just too honest. Such a girl will suffer in Academy City.

"The primary goal of the plan is to ensure the safety of Misaka-senpai and the Misaka sisters. That way it doesn't matter even if Misaka-senpai doesn't know."

It seemed that he had found a compromise, and a smile full of wisdom appeared on Natsume's face.

"The second goal is to find the mastermind, and the third goal is to defeat the mastermind."

After thinking for a while, Natsume divided his plan into three parts, which seemed reasonable and convincing.

However, the plan only reached the goal stage. When it was really time to formulate it, new problems arose.

The first step is easy to solve, that is, staring at yourself and Zero separately, which is no different from the original.

As for the follow-up problems, it is difficult to solve. Natsume-san's talent in making plans seems to have stalled.

After thinking about it for a long time, I only came up with one idea, which was to wander around Academy City more, but this was somewhat in conflict with the first step.

Still suffered a loss in ability.

Natsume-san is far inferior to Shokuhou Misaki-senpai in terms of information acquisition. He can obtain any information under psychological control, and it is not like Misaka-senpai who can easily obtain information from the Internet.

It can be said that the channels through which a certain meatball head can get information are very narrow, and this time there is no one who can help collect information.

You can't expect to use temperature to make your computer or head explode.

"Maybe we can wait and see."

Natsume-san thought of something again, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Since there is no trace of the other party, then wait for the other party to come to you.

But this doesn't seem to be any different from Shokuhou-senpai's previous suggestion to keep things as usual and do nothing for the time being.

.....

"I did receive that email. It was delivered by the Daihasei Festival Operations Committee."

Sitting upright, with his hands folded on the long table, a certain man looked a little nervous.

Are you still here? I received this unknown email early this morning, saying that I was invited to be a pledge of the Great Star Festival.

In the Academic Affairs Office of Tokiwadai Middle School, Teacher Nagasawa, who is affectionately called the Superintendent by the students, showed a kind smile and was sitting across from the long table talking about something.

Misaka-senpai had been called here before, and Natsume-san had a strong premonition that it would be her turn soon.

Although this was not the first time I entered the office, the atmosphere inside was still somewhat depressing.

Rather than chatting with the teacher here, Natsume-san prefers to go to the playground to sweat the sweat of her youth. Perhaps this is a sign of her love for sports.

Speaking of sports, Natsume-san no longer hates it now.

"Natsume-san, are you willing to do so? I personally highly recommend you go, Natsume-san. After all, you haven't demonstrated your abilities to anyone yet, so everyone should be very curious."

This school supervisor has a stronger aura than his own dormitory, but not as fierce as the dormitory. He always has a gentle smile on his face.

Chapter 254 Clingy

I received an email from the running committee early in the morning, inviting two superpowers to take the oath at the opening ceremony of the Daihasei Festival, and then I was called to ask some inexplicable questions in school.

According to Natsume Sonoko's original idea, now she should fill the vacancy left by Shirai-san after she was injured and conduct all-round and full-time personal observation of Misaka-senpai instead of sitting here and discussing issues such as the deponent's wishes with the teacher.

Really, there are so many people in Academy City, why do we have to find someone with super powers?

A certain meathead has no idea that people with super powers are representatives of Academy City middle school students. Instead, he feels that there are more and more troubles. Only scholarships can comfort Natsume's fragile heart.

Natsume-san dislikes being noticed. She feels uncomfortable all over her body, as if she has lost her sense of security in an instant. Fortunately, this situation is limited to the school garden.

It has been a while since I became level 5, but Natsume-san did not get used to it as she thought before, but instead felt more and more stressed.

And as a pledger during the opening ceremony of the Daihasei Festival, he not only has to face everyone in Academy City, but also has to live broadcast to the whole world. This is like a nightmare for a certain meathead.

"Thank you very much for the teacher's recommendation, but I still have to refuse."

After just thinking for a short time, Natsume Sonoko's face suddenly became determined, and she looked at the teacher opposite with piercing eyes.

This is the way Natsume-kun has made up her mind. Basically, it is difficult to change her decision in this state.

Natsume-san planned to walk all the way to the end. She did not say anything about considering such an ambiguous answer, but firmly refused this invitation.

When she thought of herself standing on the podium, Natsume-san's determination became even stronger.

"That's a pity."

Teacher Nagasawa shook his head and looked a little disappointed.

"So between Misaka-san and Shokuhou-san, which one does Natsume-san recommend more? Now we have to choose between the two of them."

Teacher Nagasawa's tone became softer at this time, and changed from a discussion-like tone to a normal conversation, as if he wanted to hear Natsume-san's opinion.

Tokiwadai Middle School has three lv5s, but this time the two required deponents cannot both be selected from Tokiwadai Middle School, so it is a matter of choosing one of the three.

"This one? I recommend Misaka-senpai."

After thinking for a moment, Natsume-san answered seriously.

Shokuhou-senpai and Misaka-senpai are both very good people, but Natsume Sonoko feels that Shokuhou-senpai is not someone willing to participate in such activities, and she obviously doesn't even participate in physical education classes.

On the contrary, Misaka-senpai is not only versatile in sports, but also excellent in all aspects, and her carefree personality is also very suitable.

"Misaka-san, it seems that the Daihasei Festival personnel have already contacted her, and they have not expressed a clear rejection."

The school supervisor nodded, accepting Natsume's suggestion.

Leaving the office, Natsume Sonoko silently closed the door, and an expression of relief immediately appeared on her face.

"Misaka-san, although this is just a one-time cooperation, I will do my best."

Rarely without a fan in her hand, the post-marriage senior stood on the track of the playground with a flushed face, a leggings strapped on her right foot, and Misaka-senpai on the other side was turning to warm up.

"After marriage, the rest will be up to you."

After finishing the warm-up exercise, Misaka-senpai turned around and said encouragingly.

"No problem, just leave it to me. I will not disappoint Shirai-san's request."

Nodding vigorously, today's married senior is also full of energy.

Speaking of which, ever since Shirai-san was hospitalized, there has been no one available for a three-legged partnership with Misaka-senpai, but now I have the help of my married senpai.

"Natsume-san, I'm here."

There was a female voice in the distance. It was the voice of a certain ball-headed partner, Hua Kaiyuan. They had also been signed up by the school for a two-person and three-legged competition.

"Sorry, I'm late. The teacher just called me for something."

With a more or less apologetic look on his face, a certain guy explained before taking out the leggings from his pocket.

...

"Speaking of which, Natsume-san seems to have something a little off today."

Putting her schoolbag on her shoulders, Misaka-senpai stared at the slightly strange elementary school girl next to her with some concern, thinking about something in her heart.

Today is the first batch of students to leave the school garden, and there are almost no other students around.

The staff responsible for the entrance and exit management of the school garden were also a little surprised. The two Tokiwadai superpowers always had more leisure time than other students. They ran outside as soon as school was over every day.

The taller one always likes to go to the game arcade to play video games in his free time, while the shorter one likes to go to the underground convenience store to buy comics besides shopping.

Although they seem to have nothing to do, they are all good girls.

"Drip, verification passed."

Skillfully opening her schoolbag and taking out her ID, skillfully swiping her card, and skillfully greeting the administrator sister, Natsume-san walked outside with a brisk pace.

Although there are some things in my heart, I should be happy after school, and my mood value will increase by five at this time.

As soon as he walked out of the school garden, a roaring security robot passed by. The built-in camera rotated a few arcs and was checking the personnel's information.

"Misaka-senpai, where should we go next?"

Natsume-san's face was blank, making it hard to tell whether she was in good or bad mood.

A certain meathead is executing his plan meticulously, staying by Misaka-senpai's side, and then waiting for the enemy hidden in the dark to appear.