Academy City Temperature Control

In fact, it is not a lie. There is indeed serious air convection in the surrounding area, but it is just led by a certain meatball head.

We are far away from the student dormitory, and there are still countless nanospheres in the air, which once again proves that this kind of technological creation is indeed ubiquitous throughout Academy City.

"These things should be cheap consumables. High technological content does not necessarily mean high cost. Even though so much was destroyed along the way, their density did not change significantly and they quickly returned to their original state. How should I compare it? It's like flow. Rivers that are cut off can quickly be replenished unless something is used to cut them off."

"If you take into account some severe weather, the number of damages in a day may reach millions or even tens of millions, then this kind of thing must be put in and replenished every day, otherwise it will be consumed soon."

Natsume-san was thinking about something and gradually came up with some ideas.

Even if he destroys all the nanospheres in the Seventh School District, it won't hurt, because these things are cheap consumables in themselves, and there is no need to worry about attracting special attention from anyone.

Of course, the premise is that this thing is not a monitoring device or something.

However, even if this kind of thing is very cheap, when the number increases, there are not many research institutions that can withstand this kind of consumption.

It is very likely that it is another multi-department joint experimental project, or even has direct funding from a large company or the governing council.

Once more institutions were involved, Natsume became instinctively vigilant, and she became more and more sensitive.

"Also, the weather forecast has been wrong several times recently."

Following energetically, Huakaiyuan's classmates nodded in agreement.

The weather forecast that was originally almost 100% accurate has long since been brought down due to inexplicable weather changes. Even the designer of the intact tree diagram probably couldn't have predicted the chaos of some guys.

"Speaking of which, you are really lucky. The underground mall is on sale these days because of the Daihasei Festival."

Hanakain's classmate continued happily, and the topic quickly changed from the weather.

I went shopping in the underground shopping mall with a certain meatball head, and ended up buying more things. Although I didn't have anything in my hand, the merchant had already sent him to the students' dormitory.

"It's really great to buy a mobile phone with only three-quarters of the budget."

Her thoughts were brought back to reality by the people around her. Natsume Sonoko suddenly felt the urge to burst into tears. For the first time, she felt that the Daihasei Festival was not bad.

Chapter 396 Afternoon

The screen is only about the size of a palm, and the casing is a nice light yellow color.

The magic girl Kanami doll pendant given by Index before was also hung on the small hole reserved for the new mobile phone. It looked cute when it was dangling in the hand.

Natsume Sonoko seems to be very satisfied with her new mobile phone. Let’s not talk about its functions for now. Anyway, the color has already touched someone’s girlish heart.

She couldn't distinguish the specific quality from bad, and it was quite troublesome to understand the various parameters. As long as the budget was suitable and it looked good, it was enough. Natsume's process of selecting a mobile phone was so simple and unpretentious.

"Hey, the number has been transferred."

Somewhat concerned, he took out his mobile phone, and Natsume-san realized that his number could be used normally.

My original mobile phone, including the internal communication card, was damaged, and the new communication card requires official confirmation from Academy City before it can be used. However, this can usually be done at a mobile phone store. Natsume-san spent more time here instead. above.

"Lots of missed calls."

The steps hesitated slightly, and Natsume-san couldn't help but open his eyes. The two people around him also noticed this slow movement.

From my mother to Hokaze-senpai, from Shirai-san to Saten-san, I didn’t expect that so many calls would pile up in such a short period of time. Fortunately, Natsume-san knew that there was no need to reply to all of them, otherwise she would have to call them all in the next 10 minutes. Spent on the phone.

What concerned her most was that there seemed to be a certain little maid's phone number inside.

"I completely forgot about what happened with Tsuchimikado-san."

Natsume-classmate exclaimed softly, she finally remembered something that seemed inconspicuous.

I remember that the little maid carefully reminded Natsume-san yesterday that if she wanted to order rice balls, she should inform her before night. She was still very confident in her craftsmanship.

It seems to be just a normal business relationship, involving only a small order of a few hundred yen for three or four rice balls, but for a classmate Tsuchimikado who is very serious about food and attaches great importance to meatballs, it is also a worthwhile thing Things that are close to your heart.

And judging from the number of phone calls, maybe it started out as just asking about rice balls, and then gradually evolved into concern about a certain meatball head who didn't answer the phone.

"I can only say sorry."

"Tsuchimikado-kun, she made so many phone calls."

Natsume-san was thinking in her head, she was very concerned about her friends.

She has never been one to refuse someone's kindness.

Well-intentioned replies may not be treated so strongly due to personality issues, but they will be taken seriously.

On a busy road, three Tokiwadai girls were walking side by side, preparing to find a family restaurant for lunch.

The arm is wrapped in dense bandages, and the magical girl Kanami is hanging from the light yellow mobile phone. A girl with full chuuniu style is busy making calls, attracting attention from time to time.

If it weren't for these annoying bandages, Natsume-san wouldn't necessarily have received so many strange looks.

"This is Natsume Sonoko."

The ringtone of the phone had been changed to Narugo-senpai's song, and the waiting time did not seem boring. Natsume Sonoko answered the call after a while.

"Natsume-san, you finally answered the phone!"

"If I hadn't asked Shirai and said you were okay, I would have gone to Tokiwadai to look for you."

After a while, the carefree voice of the little maid came from the other end of the phone, but it sounded a little grumpy.

"Sorry, something happened yesterday and my phone was damaged."

This was the embarrassed voice of a certain meatball head, and she told her story in detail.

"It's okay, that's what I said. In fact, I can't go back to the dormitory recently."

"Eh?"

"Your dormitory has recently revoked the admission status of a maid on leave. It can only be reinstated after the leave is over. Obviously I have been studying in the Tokiwadai student dormitory, so there is no safety problem. These days, I am too strict."

As she talked, the maid became unhappy.

"Is there such a thing?"

Natsume-kun asked in surprise.

"Yes, I heard that the number of guard robots in the student dormitory is more than double that of normal times. No other school is so exaggerated."

Tsuchimikado's classmate on the other side nodded matter-of-factly.

"By the way. Although you didn't make a reservation yesterday, Natsume-san, I still have extra preparations for the rice balls, but I won't make them cheap."

While chatting, Tsuchimikado Maixia remembered something.

"Really? I'll be right over."

...

Tsuchimikado's rice balls were very generous, and the three of them gave up their plans to go to a family restaurant.

On the contrary, Natsume Sonoko ate too much along the way, so she felt full without eating much.

However, there were some conflicts between the afternoon schedules, so Natsume-san had no choice but to separate from Shigefuku-san and the others.

According to Natsume's arrangements, she was busy receiving the holographic projection equipment she purchased, and signed a bill that made both men and women cry.Moreover, the lady was almost finished negotiating, and Natsume-san was eager to go back.

It was so leisurely in the morning, but it immediately became busy in the afternoon.

I checked the delivery schedule on the holographic projection company's website and found that Natsume-san was almost its only customer recently, which resulted in door-to-door delivery being extremely fast.

Also, the average student who buys such a large item is only a certain generous and wealthy tycoon who bought two units at once.

The delivery was by a company called White Horse Freight.

Under the curious eyes of the sisters, staff members wearing horse head T-shirt uniforms neatly unloaded the purchased instruments at the gate.

The first one was sent to Misaka's apartment, and the other one was sent to the safe house building.

The safe house building plans to set aside a floor to install this holographic projection device, while in Misaka's apartment, it is placed in a rain-sheltered corner of the yard. Anyway, this thing can also adjust the position of the image.

"Does this count as allowing the sisters to participate in the Daiha Star Festival?"

Looking at the instruments that had been adjusted, Natsume muttered to himself.

The yard where all kinds of sundries were originally placed has been cleared, leaving an area the size of a basketball court. However, compared with the regular holographic projection venue, it is too crude and small.

And as the venue changed, the light and shadow around him began to change drastically. Only a ball head who was proficient in light and shadow could accurately capture the changes happening around him.

The surrounding area became lively, with a large number of people and cameras surrounding it. Baskets with counting boards stood on both sides, and a large number of sandbags were placed for throwing.

It is difficult to tell the difference from the real world with the naked eye, but Natsume-san is sure that these are holographic projections made by equipment.

"This is a sandbag throwing competition."

Natsume-san was curious and touched the sandbags on the ground, but there was almost no feeling.

Because I bought only an ordinary civilian version, it can't simulate the real touch feeling at all.

Chapter 397 The earliest

The fidelity of this holographic projection still needs to be considered, but it can meet some basic needs.

And if you want to reach the level that you saw when you were assessing superpowers, it would not be enough to spend ten times your money. It would be very good if you can achieve audio-visual effects that are fake and real.

All in all, Natsume was very satisfied with the excellent performance of the product and felt that it was worth the money, and he happily signed his bill.

Although the number on the bill is distressing, money is meant to be spent, and Natsume-san is quite neat when paying the bill.

However, there is something strange that is not easy to detect between the eyebrows of a certain meatball head.

Looking at the employees of Hakuba Freight Company leaving, Natsume glanced at the star pattern flashing in their eyes with some concern. The familiar shapes and patterns made people unable to take their eyes away.

That's right, the second-year adult showed up.

My blond senior sister is always brushing her presence crazily wherever she is not paying attention.

"Academy City's freight companies usually have cooperative relationships with some Anbu agencies. It's not a good thing for them to have access to the location of the sisters like this."

"So, in order to prevent some possible dangers and ensure the normal life of my sisters, Natsume-san cannot be so reckless."

On the road to the side of Misaka's apartment, a blond girl walked out of a shadowed corner.

Shokuhou-senpai is now golden again, her expensive handbag hangs around her neck, her long hair falls around her ears, and she holds the remote control in one hand and gently shakes it up and down.

The other hand was bandaged tightly and had been covered with a thick layer of plaster, giving it an unmatched pale white tone.

"Shouhou Shokuhou-senpai, are you also here to see the sisters, or are you here to see me?"

Looking at the girl who suddenly appeared a little strangely, Natsume-san said with some uncertainty in her tone.

Did things change with Kihara Gensei?Or encountered it by chance or something.

Before she finished speaking, Natsume-san found that her left hand had been held by someone, and then the mysterious Shokuhou-senpai pulled her to a corner.

"What's the matter? Are you anxious about something?"

Her expression suddenly became dull, and Natsume-san was a little unable to turn around.

Looking at Shokuhou-senpai, it looked like she had discovered some big news.

"Are you anxious? Actually, it's not that big of a deal."

"Although Misaka-san can hack into all the cameras, her biggest flaw is her simple mind. However, there is nothing wrong with hiding something."

Shokuhou-senpai blinked and said rather playfully.

This scene seems somewhat familiar.

If Natsume-san hadn't known that the relationship between the two seniors had eased slightly due to what happened yesterday, he might have thought that the two of them were still tit for tat.

However, based on his usual practice, Shokuhou-senpai still maintained his inherent impression of Miss Railgun, and his tone was more or less condescending.

The saying that she is simple-minded probably applies to Shokuhou-senpai. Natsume-san thinks that Misaka-senpai is quite smart.

"Based on many cases in the past, it is best to keep important matters in the hands of a few people with calm personalities. At the same time, in order to ensure that the next plan will not be interfered with, it is necessary to directly notify a sufficiently reliable assistant."

"To put it simply, because there are some things that are inappropriate for Misaka-san to know, I have no choice but to secretly come to you Sonoko."

Someone was just about to explain to Shokuhou-senpai that the cameras all around were far away from here, so there was no need to worry about it, when the blond girl in front of him said a lot of things.

It seems that he deliberately added some accent to the word "Garden". This second-year senior also changed the way he addressed himself. I don't know if it was affected by the electromagnetic gun.

Well, although Ms. Railgun is not present, she seems to be around in another way.

"Eh."

There was a little hesitation on his face, but Natsume-san thought about it and nodded.

Many experiences in the past told her that if something was not suitable for Misaka-senpai to know, it would definitely be bad news.