Academy City Temperature Control

"good evening."

Suddenly being greeted by a senior sister whom she was not familiar with, Natsume-san came to his senses and answered hastily.

There are more and more sudden greetings like this, which has caused some trouble for Natsume-san, but it is much better than the situation faced in the school garden.

"By the way, where did Natsume-san go today? I can't get through to you on the phone."

When the passing senior left, his eyes fell on Natsume-san again.

Chongfu Shengfan asked with some concern while operating the control panel of the washing machine.

"Well, today I went to the space elevator. It's a pity that I didn't take a proper tour. It's really interesting there."

After looking around, Natsume-san said somewhat mysteriously.

"And there was no antimatter test accident at all. It was all lies in the news. The reason why the phone cannot be connected is that there is no Internet in space. You should use a satellite phone."

Natsume-san thought for a moment and told Shigefuku Shoho some of the things he knew.

"So that's it. There won't be any danger on the space elevator, right?"

Chongfu Shengfan suddenly became concerned.

"Of course there were dangers, but they were all solved by me. The Loli president of the Star Orbit Gate Club was finally subdued by me."

Natsume-san grinned somewhat proudly and said matter-of-factly.

"Amazing."

Opening his mouth slightly, Chongfu showed an expression of surprise at the right moment.

"Um, during the Daihasei Festival, did Chongfuku-san have two or three teammates?"

What else came to mind, Natsume-san asked.

"Yes, it's third-year Hikigaya-senpai."

"It's that senior sister."

"Well, she's a nice person."

As expected of Natsume-san, she ate a big bowl again for dinner today. It’s really a miracle that she didn’t gain weight.

By the way, I helped Shirai-san eat the strawberries on his strawberry cake because he had no appetite.

Because of Natsume-san's relationship, Shigefuku-san joined the trio, but his relationship with Misaka-senpai and the others was not that good.

Speaking of which, Shigefuku-san is a transfer student, and because he attacked a Tokiwadai student before, he doesn't have many friends in school yet.

However, he got along well with Wan Nei and the others, and joined the swimming club in the school.

"Senior Sister Gufa just came back. Let's go together tomorrow to help renovate the branch."

Sitting by the window in the Tokiwadai cafeteria, Shirai Kuroko leaned his chin in boredom as he glanced at the culprit who sneakily stole the strawberries from the strawberry cake.

Now the 177th branch of the Disciplinary Committee can be said to be a mess.

In addition to the previous man-made destruction, it is more to deal with the subsequent effects of the cold light incident.

Although Alyssa maintained order, many incidents of various sizes occurred in the Seventh School District.

From big robberies to small thefts, they are all busy in Chuchun now.But surprisingly, no injuries occurred.

As for the movement in a certain space, since the wounded person needed to rest, several disciplinary committee members kicked her out of the door after discussion.

Of course, this does not include a sluggish disciplinary committee member with a round hair.

"Hey, didn't Miss Kanzaki say that she would be responsible for all losses? Then just find a decoration team, and the cost will probably be several hundred thousand yen."

Tilting his head, Natsume-san felt that this was not good news.

Although the tragic situation at the Disciplinary Committee was directly related to her, Natsume-san also had her own weekend plans.

Tomorrow is Saturday, and the original plan was to visit the space elevator with Misaka-senpai and the others.

But since the elevator is blocked, the main task tomorrow will be to go to the arcade with Misaka-senpai to play video games or read comics at a convenience store.

No matter what the world becomes, people will still open their shops on time for the sake of living.

As for why Misaka-senpai is mentioned, Natsume-san has an important mission.

Cooperate with Shokuhou-senpai to find those who are investigating behind the scenes and trying to control the Misaka sisters.

Reiko is equivalent to another version of herself. After living with Misaka and the others for so long, she has long been no different from her friends.

Since Natsume-san's ability to find information is so poor, the focus has always been on her own Railgun-senpai.

"Senior Sister Gufa feels that if you do it yourself, most of the decoration costs can be saved. Part of the compensation will be used to buy better furniture and equipment, and part of it will be used to buy a better-performing computer for Chuchun. Maybe it can also be used to Natsume-san also bought a desk."

"And we made the branch like this when she was away. As compensation, hard work is essential. Only sweat can restore everything to its original state. It is a very irresponsible attitude to spend money to let others do it for you. "

Putting down the arm holding his chin, Shirai-san imitated Kufa-senpai's tone and spoke word by word.

For example, most of the various prisoners that Shirai-san had caught were sentenced to social labor and other punishments. Only those with serious cases were sent to the juvenile reformatory. This also illustrates the importance of labor.

"Senior Sister Gufa is really calculating."

Unable to help being a little surprised, Misaka-senpai nodded in agreement.

"Do you still have my desk?"

As if she had heard some good news, Natsume's eyes lit up, and her energy suddenly increased by 50.00%.

Although she is also a member of the disciplinary committee and considers herself to be very good, she has always been in a state of neglect.

She doesn't have a desk or anything, not even a fixed office location. She can only sit on the sofa in the 177th branch of the Discipline Committee and occasionally get some supplies from Senior Sister Gufa.

Even though Natsume Sonoko doesn't need her desk at all, and it would be most helpful if she lay down and take a nap, she still feels a little happy.

"One more thing, your trophies are missing."

Seeing someone's cheerful expression, Shirai-san added.

"Eh."

"At that time, your things were piled in a pile of debris, and your broken emergency headlamp was covered with it. Later, when I went back to the branch, I don't know when it was gone."

Nodding decisively, Shirai Kuroko felt that it was necessary to launch an investigation into the theft.

Although it looks like an ordinary broom and fan, a certain ball head seems to care about it very much.

"If you lose it, just lose it. It's of no use to me anyway."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Natsume-san seemed to remember the existence of those trophies.

The original plan was to let the magical girls clean up the disciplinary committee branch and return it to them, but now it seems that they are really cunning.

However, it seemed that he had lost interest in those things, and Natsume-san's attention was completely focused on his new desk.

The daylight in the sky finally faded completely, and night fell over this exceptionally safe city.

Natsume, who was busy developing formulas, suddenly sat up from the sofa, quietly ran under the bed and took out a box of cookies.

As we all know, developing superpowers is a very demanding physical and mental task, so you often need to replenish sugar from time to time.

After replenishing the sugar, I ran to my desk and wrote down some of my inspirations in Martian script, and then I put the notebook back to its original place with satisfaction.

After being busy for a while, a certain guy finally closed his eyes.

While half asleep and half awake, Natsume-san's thoughts continued to sink in, as if he had entered the realm of the soul.

It seems to be parallel to Natsume-san's body. The two are in the same place, but they seem to exist in different spaces.

No longer obsessed with the scattered memories in the soul, Natsume-san began to try to perceive the soul itself.

This is called seeing the essence through phenomena, and Natsume-san's cognitive level seems to have improved significantly.

Still found nothing.

Natsume-san cannot perceive the existence of that microscopic world at all, as if the strange perception today is just an illusion.

Chapter 3: The Ambition of the Solid Law Senior Sister

Of course, the illusion cannot be an illusion.

Natsume-san is very convinced of the existence of that kind of perception.

The special perception of magnifying everything countless times, far beyond the resolution of the eyes, once you try it once, you will never forget it.

Even if her soul doesn't bring the answer she wants, Natsume-san is not discouraged.

She doesn't have any problem with worrying about gains and losses. If you have something, you have it, and if you don't have it, you don't have it. Just keep working hard.

Changing into a comfortable position, Natsume Sonoko stretched and fell into a deep sleep.

Although she sometimes has a lot of thoughts, Natsume-san rarely dreams, and this time seems to be an exception.

In a daze, Natsume seemed to dream that he entered a state of microscopic perception, and then suddenly created a fireball of hundreds of thousands of degrees, burning a big hole in the air field.

Fireballs were flying around, the heat was raging, and no one could beat themselves.

A proud smile appeared on her sleeping face. Despite her honest appearance, Natsume-san actually felt very good about herself.

This may be a common problem among people with superpowers, such as their overconfidence and distorted personalities due to increased abilities.

After waking up from the dream, life still has to go on. The first thing is to open your eyes.

Today is Saturday, three days before the Daihasei Festival, and six days until the scholarships are awarded.

Natsume-san's bank card currently still has over [-] yen, which is enough to get through this time as long as she doesn't buy anything big.

Gone is the life of a poor girl in Tokiwadai.

The super-powered girl who to some extent saved the space elevator and the surrounding area faced a new day of life after sitting up from the sofa.

He expertly froze his alarm clock into an ice sculpture, with his head hanging listlessly, floating in the air like a willow catkin, and a certain ball head secretly used his abilities in the dormitory.

After getting used to something convenient, it is difficult for humans to stop using it. This may be called nature.

As a typical human being, Natsume-san's ability to be lazy has become increasingly mature.

Obviously today is Saturday, so normal operation should be to wait until the warden has finished checking the room, then close the door and go back to sleep.

However, it was rare for Natsume-san not to complain, but to brush her teeth and wash her face, because she seemed to particularly care about the desk that belonged to her.

Standing on the ground again.

The airflow around Natsume-san began to dissipate. He raised his somewhat weak arms and looked at the messy-haired figure in the mirror with dull eyes.

After gently rubbing her eyes and arranging her appearance in front of the mirror, Natsume turned on the faucet and prepared to brush her teeth.

He spat out the foam in his mouth and stretched out his hand to take out his hair tie from the glass glove box next to the mirror, but couldn't find it.

"what?"

The heavy sleepiness lingering in her brain dissipated all of a sudden. Natsume Sonoko blinked, something was wrong.

The headband is gone. Did I leave it somewhere yesterday?

Frowning slightly, Natsume-san noticed that she seemed to have run out of spare headbands, and it looked like she was going to buy some today.

She has long, straight black hair that falls down to her shoulders.

As if to cover his sight, a small white hand couldn't help but gather up the long hair and put it behind the ears.

There is no way to get a bun without finding a hairband, so today’s hairstyle is long hair, and today’s life has been a big problem from the beginning.

Feeling the numbness in her ears, Natsume walked a little slower. She was not used to this change in hairstyle.

"It looks familiar from a distance. It's indeed Natsume-san. Are you imitating onee-sama with your hairstyle today?"

The sound of rolling wheelchairs could be heard in the distance. An uninvited guest was coming out of Tokiwadai's cafeteria and said in a strange tone.

Behind him is Misaka-senpai who is helping to push the wheelchair.

Misaka-senpai has short, boyish hair, but she hasn't been to the designated barber shop in Tokiwadai recently, so her hair has become a little longer.

Natsume-san's hair hangs down to her shoulders, and her bangs are so low that they almost cover her eyebrows. They don't have the same hairstyle at all.

"Good morning, don't listen to Heizi's nonsense."

Misaka-senpai pinched Shirai Kuroko's shoulder in embarrassment. This senior of hers always liked to say some incomprehensible things.

But it's really concerning that Natsume-san has changed her hairstyle, which makes people a little uncomfortable.

"Misaka-senpai, it's early for you too."