Academy City Temperature Control

The two little dots crossed the lively street and walked onto the pedestrian bridge. After a while, they came to another lively street and then encountered a citizen park.

The destination has not changed, it is still the hotel booked by a certain lady.

However, the distance to the hotel seems to have been jumping repeatedly. It seems that a certain girl with complicated thoughts is deliberately taking a long detour, which is really not worrying.

From time to time, you can hear some laughter from near the park, and the smile on your face is like a flower. Natsume, whose face is pale when illuminated by the street lights, has rarely been so happy.

A certain lady looked at the hotel billboard that she passed by twice, with a helpless smile on her face.He rubbed his pale cheeks with some concern and continued to follow a girl who deliberately took him the wrong way.

The time to turn off the lights comes faster than expected. If it is a night parade tomorrow, then the time to turn off the lights can be delayed by one hour.

I heard that other schools are delaying school by two hours, but Tokiwadai Middle School is doing something special again.

After finally sending his mother to stay at the hotel, Natsume-san was reluctant to leave and prepared to go back.

However, her footsteps stopped after a few steps, and she looked in the direction not far away with some concern.

"It's the security guards and teachers."

A fraction of a second later, the roar of the security guard's armored vehicle was transmitted, and it passed quickly in front of Natsume-classmate's eyes.

"There's another case. The teachers are working really hard."

I couldn't help but sigh, Natsume-san is a lazy person, so he likes these security guards and teachers who protect Academy City.

I heard that the salaries of security guards have been decreasing recently. Natsume-san even wanted to write a letter of advice to the security guard headquarters, firmly opposing such a thing.

Speaking of letters of advice, the letter Natsume-san wrote last time for Narugo-senpai also found time to send it out later.

It was signed by the names of Natsume-san and three other superpowers, but I haven't received a reply until now. The efficiency of the Daihasei Festival Operations Committee is also too low.

However, it is now the eve of the Daihasei Festival, and whether the operating committee members have time to read the letters is a question.And even if I watched it, it would be impossible to temporarily change the process of the opening ceremony of the Daihasei Festival.

The method that Natsume-san thought of to send the letter was a little too late in terms of time, and it seemed to have failed again.

And if anyone really cares about the suggestion letter or something, only Natsume-san takes it seriously.

Then let's ask Narugo-senpai to be the future spokesperson of Daidoji Group. When the group develops, we can hold a magical girl-themed concert for Narugo-senpai.

After some hard thinking, a certain guy came up with some weird idea.

Before turning off the lights, Natsume-san finally returned to the dormitory with his big head in his hands.

He took out the ID in his pocket and checked his identity in front of the machine a little distractedly.

With her head lowered, Natsume-san walked past the dormitory-sama with a thoughtful look on her face, earning the adult's warm gaze.

If he were a normal classmate, Natsume, he would have walked past her in a polite manner with a smile on his face at this time.

Sure enough, when the Great Star Festival arrived, everyone's thoughts became wandering.A certain warden held his head in thought.

"Remember, I forgot to bring the gift back."

As soon as she went upstairs, Natsume suddenly realized something on her face. On the way back, she felt that she had forgotten something.

My new gift, a bear doll, and the comic books I bought in the afternoon were also left with my mother.

After knocking on the door of 208, Natsume, who was passing by, wanted to check on Misaka-senpai, only to find that she had not come back yet.

I can't help but feel a little disappointed, everyone seems to be very busy today.

...

When he opened his eyes, the sky had brightened slightly. The light shone on the floor through the window, but it did not form any light path.

Because Natsume-san cleans the room very clean, there is not much dust on the floor in the air, and the room is even thoroughly disinfected with high temperature every few days.

On the one hand, I have a slight mysophobia, and on the other hand, I can practice the accuracy of my abilities. This is Natsume-san's exclusive secret recipe for ability training.

There was a hint of morning dew in the air. Natsume-san forgot to close the window again last night.

The black cat had not been seen by the window for a long time, and the canned fish specially prepared for the black cat was still stuffed in the box.

I looked at the time and saw that there was still an hour before I got up. Natsume-san's army of alarm clocks lined up side by side had not yet gone to work.

Silently changing positions, Natsume-san was ready to continue sleeping. She finally fell asleep yesterday, but she was a little too excited.

But before she could close her eyes, Natsume-san suddenly sat up from the sofa.

Come to think of it, she can't waste time sleeping these days. She still has a lot of things to do, and time waits for no one.

It seemed that he was back to the time when he was jogging in the morning. Natsume-san once again saw the closed door of the dormitory.

Is this the Tokiwadai dormitory at five o'clock in the morning? Natsume-san couldn't help but feel a trance in his heart.

"First go to the hotel to see my mother, have breakfast together, and then bring back gifts and comics. At eight o'clock, I will go to the seventh school district to attend the opening ceremony of the Daihasei Festival. The first competition will be around ten o'clock..."

Natsume couldn't help but clasp her fingers, counting her activities today with a toothache.

Although Natsume-san has experienced busier times, today's activity schedule is also nerve-wracking, especially when someone is preparing to become a time management master.

"Besides, Misaka-senpai can't let down her guard, but the content of the second-year competition is different from ours, so we can only ask Reiko to keep an eye on it today."

Thinking of something else, Natsume's brows suddenly relaxed a little, feeling that it was great to have Lingzi here.

The state of not wanting to care about anything yesterday has faded a lot, and Natsume-san has begun to think about some of the troubles around him again.

There has been no news about Shokuhou-senpai recently, and Sister Misaka has not seen anyone sneaky in the past few days. A classmate Natsume who lacks intelligence even feels that everything has become calmer.

But a peaceful life is often as fragile as glass. Natsume-san has experienced the feeling of being shattered in an instant many times.

But the biggest problem now is to wait for the dormitory master to open the door.

Really, why is the dormitory master so lazy? It's almost six o'clock and he still doesn't get up.

Chapter 321 Communication with Lingzi

The pure white wool is scattered with scattered sunlight, which is a unique scenery in the early morning.

In an apartment on the first floor of the Misaka Apartments, a member was disturbed by someone a few kilometers away, ending his comfortable sleeping time.

"Hey, Lingzi, you are hungry so early."

Tilting his head, a certain ball head was in contact with Lingzi's consciousness.

Reiko's consciousness has been born for more than a month. It is mixed with Natsume's thoughts every day. Under the collision and exchange of various information, the growth rate is faster than that of ordinary children.

Communication in consciousness is very different from communication in language. It is completely a science fiction thing, but it is realized in their brains.

Natsume-san can let Reiko's brain generate some information, and imagine that Mitsuru can use Reiko's brain to perform calculations, but Natsume-san can keep the calculation process in Reiko's brain.

The content of the calculation can be some ability formulas, or it can be some communication dialogues, and then the communication in terms of consciousness is achieved.

As the owner of the body, Lingzi can naturally read these things.

Natsume-san can also read the information left in Reiko's brain, almost at the same time.

These days, there are no secrets in the communication between the two people.

Natsume-san can know various situations about Reiko, and Reiko can also be exposed to various knowledge and common sense left by Natsume-san, and can even feel some of Natsume-san's joys and sorrows through the brain.

The relationship between Natsume-san and Reiko has also become more complicated due to the exchange of consciousness.

From the beginning, Reiko was neither a clone of Natsume Sonoko nor a relative of the same blood.

Instead, he imagined that the hand connected the minds of two people, and because of the characteristics of the stone, the connection between the two people in the genetic fragments could not be broken.

However, problems with communication of consciousness still exist.

Even though there are many things left behind, Lingzi still does not have the ability to read information normally, or even understands what reading is, and can only rely on instinct to live.

The growth of consciousness requires a process, and the understanding of the world is also step by step.

The reason why Sister Misaka can quickly form consciousness is, on the one hand, the existence of Misaka Network, and on the other hand, the existence of some kind of learning device, which is a ripening of consciousness with a strong artificial flavor.

Even so, what awakens at the beginning is still tool consciousness, not self-awareness.

Therefore, in the current communication with Reiko, Natsume-san is trying to understand Reiko's thoughts at random, and it seems that some results have been achieved.

Putting his arms on the wall, a head slowly appeared in a shot that didn't exist.

Miss Reiko slowly got up from the Qingqing Prairie brand wool blanket, turned her head, and looked at the Misaka sisters lying on the floor beside her with a dull expression.

It was another normal morning, and the roommates were all staying on the woolen blankets in their rooms.

Speaking of which, Natsume-san didn’t have a roommate in Tokiwadai’s dormitory, but she did in Misaka Apartment.

I don’t know who I learned it from. Several of my roommates were lazy all day long and didn’t want to get up until seven or eight o’clock. Their attitude towards life was not positive at all.

Stepping on the blanket, Lingzi gently opened the door and breathed in the fresh air of the new day.Reiko has a mission today, to help look after Misaka-senpai.

These Qingqing Prairie brand wool blankets are very soft and don’t feel like your feet are resting on them at all.

The Misakas who first stayed at Misaka's apartment loved these wool blankets.

Later, it seemed to have affected the other sisters, and even the last one was planning to buy a large wool carpet recently.

"Reiko, you woke up very early today," Misaka tried to raise her head and asked with a puzzled expression.

In the room, he raised his head with difficulty. The right half of his face was a little red from being squeezed for a long time. It seemed that he was Misaka No. 9982 who likes to sleep on his back.

"Misaka, I'm going out and I won't be back for lunch."

He waved somewhat casually, and while putting on his shoes, Lingzi turned around and said hello.

With the sound of the door closing, the small apartment fell into silence again.

...

The housemaster always comes late.

After waiting 10 minutes in the dormitory, Natsume's expression changed from eagerness to calmness, and then from calmness to confusion.

Accompanied by bursts of sonorous and powerful impact sounds on the ground, the adult finally stepped out on a pair of pink rabbit slippers.

He was wearing a set of regular clothes, his head was as messy as a chicken coop, and he was holding a change of clothes in his hands.

While walking, the dormitory master also had a close eye contact with a certain ball head.

The housemaster is a very caring and gentle person. Even though his original love failed, he still insisted on going to the Garden of Hope to take care of the children.

The same goes for his own students. He insists on educating them with love. Shirai feels that he has gained a lot every time he is educated.

"It's Natsume. You came just in time. Come and rub my shoulders. I slept a little uncomfortable last night."

Stopping halfway, the dormitory master twisted his shoulders uncomfortably, stretched out his hand and said hello.

"Sorry, I refuse."

The expression on his face immediately calmed down, and Natsume-san looked cold, like the Terminator in a science fiction movie.

Returning to the normal timeline, a pair of small hands hit the dormitory master's shoulders hard back and forth. Natsume-san's mind had just imagined how he would bravely and fearlessly reject the dormitory master.

"Natsume, go a little further below your shoulders and continue to increase your strength."

"Okay. Housemaster, is this okay?" A certain meathead replied obediently.

"It's not bad, but Natsume, your strength is a little weak, so you need to pay attention to exercising."

Sitting on the sofa in front of the washing machine with squinted eyes, the dormitory master commented.

The dormitory master's shoulders are very strong. It seems that he often works at his desk and doesn't pay attention to rest.

In order to relieve this symptom, a certain masseur first used a white crane to spread its wings, followed by a black tiger to dig out the heart, and finally used the legendary Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Anyway, when Natsume-san successfully walked out of the door, both palms were trembling slightly.

After just a few minutes of massage, Natsume-san's arms started to cramp. It seemed that Natsume-san's exercise was still seriously insufficient.

Fortunately, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were not finished in the end, so the dormitory master was busy dealing with his own internal affairs, and by the way, he thoughtfully opened the door to the student dormitory.

As the door of Shengtu's dormitory slowly rose, several heavily armed security robots dispersed from near the door, making way for normal entry and exit.

This special garrison mode looks like a newly launched position defense type of security robot.

It's really an exaggeration. There seem to be more security robots near my student dormitory, and the security force has become extra abundant.

Chapter 322 Opening Ceremony of the Great Star Festival

The robot's wheels rubbed against the ground, receding like a tide.They also have the ability to patrol when needed.

The young ladies who live in Tokiwadai Seito's dormitory are like princesses in a castle, tightly guarded by knights in the form of various robots.

However, the hard work was rewarded with ruthless treatment by a young lady. She pulled out a round white tube from the pile of robots, and then roared to her destination.