Academy City Temperature Control

Natsume Sonoko secretly retracted her legs and sat down like Misaka-senpai and the others.

After a while, Natsume Sonoko felt that her calves were a little numb.

Just when Natsume Sonoko felt that her legs no longer belonged to her, Shirai-san was already chatting with Uiharu-san.

"Shirai-san, nothing big happened today at the Disciplinary Committee, right?" Uiharu-san, who was lying on the bed, did not forget his work even though he was sick. He was really a very hard-working child.

"It's still as busy as ever. The incidents near Zhachuan Middle School alone have made people anxious. There were two robberies reported today."

Although Shirai-san complained about the current severe situation, his tone was not impatient, but solemn from the bottom of his heart.

"Actually, there have been many cases where the ability level logged into the library is different from the victim's actual ability." Shirai-san dragged his cheeks and said thoughtfully.

"It's all because of the existence of the Fantasy Controller. Not only the void explosion, the Tokiwadai attack, but also the previous bank robberies, and even the more serious violent cases now, are all inseparable from the so-called Fantasy Controller. Related."

Shirai-san has already investigated a lot of things from various incidents, and has almost connected everything together.

"Such a convenient thing is really outrageous. Just like Saten-san said last time, you can improve your abilities just by using it. This is obviously cheating." Misaka-senpai said a little unconvinced.

Although Misaka-senpai has the highest level of ability among them, her sensitivity to new things and trends is slower than everyone else.

But once you discover that this new thing really exists, your curiosity and desire to explore will be overwhelming.

"The news about Fantasy Tamer has been spreading for a long time." Natsume Sonoko finally changed into a comfortable position, which looked a bit like sitting on a duck.

But it is a duck with a little fat calf, and it looks not much different from sitting on its knees.

Is someone secretly speaking ill of me? ?

To be honest, Natsume Sonoko, who has always kept up with the trends of the times and visited website forums, should be one of the first people in Academy City to know that there is such a thing as a fantasy hand.

"You see, there are countless posts related to Fantasy Controller, and many people who have used it will leave their experiences on it."

Saten Ruiko listened for a while and then remembered something. She opened the forum on her mobile phone and showed the various information on it to everyone.

"There are indeed a lot of posts. Judging from the number of replies, Illusion Mitsuru's popularity is really amazing." Misaka-senpai said in awe.

"I also found something here." Uiharu, who was lying on the bed, took out a laptop from somewhere and turned the screen to the other people.

"Now, we can know the identities of the users and the gathering place." Shirai-san nodded and said, obviously already thinking of continuing to investigate this matter.

As long as there are traces of its existence on the Internet, with Uiharu's hacking skills, it only takes a little time to get specific information.

But in fact, there was no need for Uiharu-san to take action. Just relying on the information casually disclosed above, he discovered an address where Fantasy Mitsuru users often meet.

"It's this restaurant. I happen to know where it is." Misaka stood up in a hurry, obviously having great curiosity and desire to explore.

"Thank you, Uiharu, I'll go take a look right away."

"Please take care of yourself, I'm leaving first."

Natsume Sonoko is still feeling proud of her duck sitting, and the numbness in her legs has also improved.

Before she could say a few words, Natsume Sonoko only saw Misaka-senpai closing the door in a hurry, saying a few words of farewell and then went somewhere.

"Onee-sama, this is my job, don't be so messy." Shirai-san was also elusive and disappeared from his seat in a flash.

In the dormitory in early spring, there were no restrictions on the use of abilities. Natsume Sonoko only felt that the surroundings were empty, and a senior sister and a classmate disappeared.

"Everyone is so energetic. Aren't we here to visit Uiharu?" Natsume Sonoko tilted her head and frowned, feeling that things were not simple.

"Onee-sama, please listen to me for a moment." Shirai-san's somewhat embarrassed voice came from the door.

"Are they okay?" Chuchun looked a little better and got out of bed to eat something.

"They shouldn't have to worry. After all, they are Level 4 and Level 5 that Academy City is proud of. Unlike us, it will have no effect even if we go there." Saten-san seemed to remember, and suddenly felt a little depressed.

"Natsume-san, aren't you going to help?" After calming down his emotions, Saten Ruiko looked at Natsume Sonoko who was still in a daze and asked.

"My legs are still a little numb."

Natsume Sonoko's words were always thought-provoking and made people's heads tingle. Uiharu and Saten both looked at Natsume Sonoko in surprise.

"If we use Fantasy Controller, can we also improve our abilities?" Saten Ruiko murmured to herself with some concern.

"No, cheating is wrong." Uiharu-san replied immediately.

"Saten-san and Uiharu-san can definitely improve their abilities even if they don't use Fantasy Controllers. Everyone has a bottleneck. Our goal is to overcome it. The best way to eliminate difficulties is to face them."

Natsume Sonoko suddenly spoke at this time, her face full of seriousness.

Uiharu-san nodded in agreement, but Saten Ruiko raised her head and glanced at Natsume Sonoko, wondering what she was thinking.

"Don't worry, didn't I say what if, I would never use it." Saten-san touched the back of his head, showed a shy smile, and assured again.

"Please take care of yourself, I'm leaving then." Natsume Sonoko finally stood up, stretched the muscles on her feet, and then said goodbye to Uiharu and Saten.

Chapter 50 The power suddenly went out

On the street near the student dormitory of Zhachuan Middle School.

Natsume Sonoko stared directly at the nearby crowd with her eyes wide open, and a solemn expression gradually appeared on her face.

Sure enough, the figures of Misaka-senpai and Shirai-san had long been submerged in this vast sea of ​​people, leaving only a certain guy who was half a beat too slow, still looking blankly at the bustling crowd in front of him.

In fact, it can be imagined that according to the speed of Misaka-senpai and others, the possibility of catching up after leaving home 5 minutes late is no higher than that of someone being first in the 100-meter run.

"I remember that the restaurant was located in the southern part of the seventh school district." Recalling what she said in early spring, Natsume Sonoko's eyes were filled with some thoughts.

It's so far away, why don't we just go back to the dormitory, since Misaka-senpai and the others should be enough.

This unfaithful and lazy idea only stayed in Natsume Sonoko's mind for a second before she was ruthlessly kicked aside by someone.

The seventh school district is the largest in Academy City. If you want to get there across such a long distance, Natsume Sonoko said that you need to use the power of technology.

On the tram stop near Sagawa Middle School, Natsume Sonoko skillfully bought a tram ticket. Although they were a little sorry to lose Misaka-senpai, Natsume Sonoko would not give up easily.

Sometimes technology is not so convenient. Maybe because it is a little late and it is the evening rush hour when students are home from school. From time to time, many students get on the tram, which wastes a little more time.

By the time we arrived at the family restaurant, the sky was getting darker and the nearby street lights were gradually turning on.

"I haven't been here much."

Natsume Sonoko looked around with curiosity. From time to time, she could see groups of high school students passing by. It was nice to wander around occasionally.

It is different from the area where Natsume Sonoko lives. The schools here are all high schools. Junior high school students are relatively rare here, just like the school where Teacher Xiaomeng lives.

"It's strange. Shirai-san looks a little strange now."

Finally arriving at a family restaurant, Natsume Sonoko couldn't help but open her mouth wide through the glass wall outside, with a confused look on her face.

What happened? !Could it be that Shirai-san is being mind-controlled?Moreover, the armband of the Disciplinary Committee on his shoulder was also taken off.

Just as he was hesitating whether to look for traces of a certain psychology-mastering senior nearby, Natsume Sonoko heard a rapid tapping sound in her ears.

boom.

Even Natsume Sonoko who was outside the window could hear the banging banging sound. Through the glass, Natsume Sonoko saw a lifeless Shirai classmate.

Now she is banging against the table in the restaurant at a high frequency of thirty beats per minute. Her hair is down, and her bangs cover her eyes. At first glance, she looks a little on the verge of exploding. Her whole person exudes an inexplicable autistic feeling. The smell of a defeated dog.

"Welcome, guest."

Nodding towards the waitress, Natsume Sonoko carried her schoolbag and walked into the family restaurant. She first found Shirai-san's seat and then sat across from her.

"Shirai-san, what's wrong with you?" He patted Shirai-san on the shoulder with concern, and saw that Shirai-san, who had red eyes and gritted his teeth, raised his head.

Shirai-san pointed with difficulty in one direction of the restaurant, and saw a certain railgun senior with her hands clasped together, talking to a group of high school students.

"Really? Can you tell people the news about Fantasy Controller?"

Misaka-senpai said something in a voice that made people get goosebumps, and all of a sudden, Natsume Sonoko's pores stood up, and she fell into a deep thought.

Who am I and where am I?What am I going to do?

Misaka-senpai really doesn't show her real face, her face is full of longing and anxiety, and she clearly and concretely shows the image of an ordinary student who is very eager to fantasize about the hand, and she is trying to get rid of several high school students who look very bad. .

If you could selectively ignore Misaka-senpai's Tokiwadai school uniform, the effect might be better.

"But I can't give you the Fantasy Controller for free, right?"

"If you need money, I can contribute some."

"..."

Ignoring Misaka-senpai and the delinquent high school student's non-nutritive remarks, a certain Natsume Sonoko hesitantly ordered a cup of tea-flavored ice cream and added some chocolate on top.

To be honest, Natsume Sonoko didn't think that Misaka-senpai would suffer any loss. Instead, she was thinking about something else.

The matter of Fantasy Controller has been fermenting for such a long time. If a researcher could complete her analysis and calculation before the matter became more serious, it would not have triggered so many subsequent incidents.

Natsume Sonoko, who only likes happy endings when reading novels and playing games, takes it for granted. From Natsume Sonoko's perspective, she naturally doesn't want her friends around her to be in any danger.

"But, I have no choice? I don't know how to explain it to my family?"

Misaka-senpai covered her eyes with her hands and looked very depressed, with a few tears even welling up in the corners of her eyes.

Natsume Sonoko suddenly remembered the drama class and drama club of Tokiwadai Middle School, and glanced at Shirai-san for no reason. Sure enough, she was still a bit out of place. Unexpectedly, everyone around her started taking acting courses.

"There's really nothing I can do about you. I'm tired of crying. Let me tell you."

Standing up from his seat, a high school student glanced at the railgun somewhat condescendingly, which made people sigh with emotion at Misaka-senpai's amazing performance ability.

"Thank you." Covering her eyes with her palms, Misaka-senpai raised her lips slightly, as if she felt that the information was already certain.

"Then let's go out, it's not very convenient here." A certain delinquent high school student said, and several high school students around him also filed out together.

Sitting opposite Shirai-san, Natsume Sonoko took a curious look at these delinquent high school students. To be honest, Natsume Sonoko thought they were super brave.

"Shirai-san, why don't you follow up and take a look?" Natsume Sonoko asked, looking at Shirai-san who was lying on the dining table, looking a little depressed.

"No, I want to be quiet."

"Then I won't go either." Natsume Sonoko sat quietly and ate ice cream. It tasted good and she could give it a 90-point rating. She took out her phone and browsed the website for a while.

Unconsciously, someone seems to have forgotten the purpose of coming here. Having a reliable teammate means that no one needs to worry.

After about 10 minutes, Natsume Sonoko felt her eyes go dark.

Of course, this does not mean that someone was knocked unconscious or anything, but that his vision went black in the normal sense.

The lights in the entire family restaurant suddenly went out, as did the cash register, computer, and air conditioner.

Someone looked outside the window in the dark. Sure enough, it was dark outside, and all the street lights that had been on at this time were also extinguished.

The same goes for nearby shops, traffic lights, and dormitories, all of which suddenly lost power.

"Shirai-san, it's time for us to leave." Natsume Sonoko said carefully, patting Shirai-san on the shoulder again.

"Onee-sama, have you caused trouble again?" Shirai-san finally stood up, and immediately thought of something, and said a little troubled.

As invisible fluctuations occurred in the space, Shirai-san pulled Natsume Sonoko's shoulders and suddenly appeared in a nearby alleyway.

The ground was a bit bumpy and looked like it had just experienced a fierce battle. As for Misaka-senpai's opponent, he had already fallen to the ground.

The Academy City Management Agency is located where the power substation equipment of the Seventh School District is located. Unrelated personnel are prohibited from entering.

Passing a warning sign nearby, Natsume Sonoko probably knew the reason for the power outage.

"There's nothing we can do about it. How did I know there was such a thing nearby? There are obviously ordinary commercial streets nearby."

Misaka-senpai was carrying her schoolbag and walking at the front a little glumly. Suddenly she stretched out her hand and slapped the warning sign hard.

Not long ago, Misaka-senpai, who was fighting with all her strength, used a large-scale electric shock, and then nothing happened.

"Really, onee-sama is always so reckless, so I don't want onee-sama to be involved in the investigation." Shirai said helplessly, following Misaka-senpai step by step.

"They also had a power outage in early spring."

Under the dark sky, the light of the mobile phone shone on the face of Natsume Sonoko. Someone who was playing with the mobile phone while walking said a little surprised, it seems that the scope of the power outage is quite large.

Chapter 51 Overtaking on a curve

The moon was sparse, and the white, cold moonlight shone on the ground, making it barely possible to see the way back.

Misaka-senpai is like a luminous body in the dark, and her conspicuous brown hair can be seen even from a distance.

"According to Academy City's efficiency, the repair of the substation equipment will probably be completed tomorrow."

Shirai-san said slowly that although the scale of the power outage was large this time, it did not affect the entire Academy City. The only affected area was the Seventh School District.

Many places have backup power sources, so you don't have to worry about being completely paralyzed if the power goes out.

"Misaka-senpai, did you get any useful information?" Natsume Sonoko asked with concern.