indescribable bubble

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"Misa, pay more attention to that bubble."

Professor Nakamura asked again: "You have also met, what do you think of her?"

"An obedient little girl, very ordinary." Misa Ohara pondered for a while before expressing her opinion.

"Ordinary, she is not ordinary."

Professor Nakamura said meaningfully: "Even if she was just an ordinary little girl before, she is no longer ordinary after receiving the gift of chaos."

"A gift from chaos?" Misa Ohara was taken aback, and she asked cautiously: "Mentor, that box of biscuits should be a gift from Kyoko. Although she is suspected to be a C-rank, but..."

She didn't continue to speak, the meaning was already very clear.

How can the gift of a small mutation polluter be called a gift of chaos.

"Well, good question."

Professor Nakamura did not get angry because of the small doubts of his students, but praised him instead.

"Meisa, tell me what a viciously mutated polluter looks like in your impression."

'Vicious?What do you mean, there are different types of mutations? Misa Ohara immediately noticed Professor Nakamura's words.

"Professor, a vicious mutation..." She just started, when she found the professor looking at her with a smile on her face, she stopped talking immediately.

"Well, I think those mutated polluted people are irritable, nervous, bloodthirsty, and very dangerous." Misa Ohara changed the subject accordingly.

"It's all negative impressions, that's right, why did they become like this after the mutation?" Professor Nakamura asked like an exam.

"Because they are too close to chaos." Misa Ohara tried to express her conjecture.

"Huh?" Professor Nakamura was taken aback. He had never said the answer to this question, and originally wanted to take this opportunity to say it.

"Ah, it's all Misa's own random thoughts." Ohara Misa thought she had made a mistake, and became a little nervous.

Professor Nakamura waved his hand: "No, continue."

"...Because it was too close, it was eroded by chaos."

Misa Ohara thought about it and said: "Physical mutations and spiritual extremes are all manifestations of erosion."

"Misa, you really surprised me."

Professor Nakamura applauded, "I haven't taught you these things, you can think of them yourself, not bad, not bad."

Misa Ohara lowered her head slightly, looking a little embarrassed.

"Following this line of thought, the thoughts of those polluted by deep mutations have been assimilated. Well, even if they still have a little bit of their own thoughts, they are just fragments of their personality."

Speaking of this, he also felt a little emotional.

"Some mutations are mild, and they can still maintain their own personality. For example, those with grades E and D, but Kyoko, she is different."

Professor Nakamura smiled, pointed to the document and said, "My colleague is still inexperienced, and it seems to be a C-level. Wrong, Kyoko must have reached a C-level."

"At that level, what she does must be a manifestation of the will of chaos. Perhaps, giving bubble gifts is one of her obsessions, but without the permission of chaos consciousness, she can't complete the matter of 'giving gifts'."

"Then, isn't Bubble very dangerous?"

Misa Ohara frowned, and said worriedly: "Since she ate that box, if she does something bad..."

"Misa, why do you think Bubbles is dangerous?" Professor Nakamura asked.

"This, you also said, she accepted the gift of Chaos."

"That's right." Professor Nakamura didn't seem to understand what she meant, and asked, "So?"

"Huh" Misa Ohara was very puzzled, she bowed slightly: "Please ask the teacher to clarify."

"Chaos, chaos. It's neither good nor evil, it's just chaos."

"Mentor! It has brought disaster to this world!" Misa Ohara said sharply, ignoring other things.

As a federal citizen, the education she received since she was a child told her that chaos is a disaster.

That's what my parents said, and so did my own teachers when I was in school.

Her friends said so, her boss said so, her husband said so, and she will say this to her children in the future!

The whole society has pointed out that "chaos" is extremely evil, and now someone suddenly says it is not?

Whoever he was, Misa Ohara's first reaction was to refute.

Misa Ohara couldn't control her emotions: "Teacher, it's better not to say that in the future."

"..."

"Everyone who explores the mystery has his own set of views on chaos. It doesn't matter if you and I have different views, and even your views are the mainstream."

Having said that, Professor Nakamura was very, very disappointed.

He knew that many of his colleagues disagreed with his idea, and some experts even scolded him for talking nonsense in person.

But he still firmly believes in his own ideas, chaos is nothing else, and human morality and worldview cannot be imposed on it.

"I'm sorry, the student was rude." Misa Ohara also calmed down, and suddenly felt bad.

If I don’t agree with it in my heart, I don’t agree with it, why should I say it?

"Teacher, your wisdom is beyond the reach of students. I want to wait for Misa to go further in the mysterious field in the future, so that I can understand your deep meaning." Misa Ohara said hastily as a remedy.

Professor Nakamura nodded, how could he not know that his ideas are also 'heretical' among his peers.

Lovely, I always want to hear some voices supporting me.

Originally, he wanted to get some comfort from this disciple... that's all.

For a while, Professor Nakamura lost interest.

"In short, according to the previous data, if the mutated polluter is a gift given with 'goodwill', then this gift is not only not dangerous, but also has a wonderful effect."

Misa Ohara looked stunned, but complained endlessly in her heart.

This old guy obviously seems to have dealt with it a bit. He said it was a gift from Chaos before, but has he changed his mind now?How did it become Kyoko's 'goodwill' again?

Misa Ohara didn't want to hear these general theories, she was more eager to know Professor Nakamura's own opinion.

Pity.

"I understand what the instructor means. If there is anything unusual about Pao Pao, I will report it to you immediately."

"Ah."

Professor Nakamura said: "She is a very valuable material, and the opportunity to observe it at such a close distance is really rare."

"Hehe, if I were ten years younger, I would never give up this opportunity to others."

Having said that, Professor Nakamura was also somewhat puzzled.

That colleague, why didn't he keep Bubbles by his side, instead he sent them to me?

"Thank you for your mentor's cultivation!" Misa Ohara's words interrupted his thoughts, and he didn't think too much, and changed his tone of kindness: "Don't be so alien, after all, we are a family."

Chapter 29 Chapter 029 Bullying

At night, Kimiko led Bubbles back to the dormitory.

"That's it. There are two people in a dormitory. Do you want to sleep in the upper or lower bunk?"

"Upper berth, lower berth?" The little girl looked at the tidy upper berth and asked strangely, "Kimiko, you sleep on the upper berth, so Bubble will sleep on the lower berth."

"Ah, I'm fine. If Bubbles wants to sleep on it, I'll clean it up right away."

Maybe it's because she's used to being bullied, but Kimiko still speaks in a reserved tone when facing the new little Bubble.

"Let's go down." Bubble put down his schoolbag and took out a black toy puppet from inside.

"Tutu, thank you for your hard work!" The little girl said cheerfully while hugging the toy puppet.

"This is?" Kimiko looked at the fluffy thing, um, the rough workmanship looks like a bargain.

"It's called Tutu, and it's something that my sister left for Paobao." The little girl suddenly became depressed when she mentioned her sister, "Tutu is Paopao's baby."

"Oh." Kimiko didn't know why, but felt that the little girl in front of her was a little unhappy.

She was instinctively afraid, but of course, Kimiko wasn't afraid of Bubbles.

Rather...

Don't make others angry, or you will be bullied.

You can't say no to others, or you will be bullied.

Don't speak loudly, or you will be bullied.

Can't laugh, let alone cry.

Otherwise, you will be bullied.

So, so Kimiko was both worried and afraid: "I, let me help you clean up together!"

"Thank you, but Bubble has nothing left."

The little girl took out a change of clothes and a few books from her schoolbag, "Oh, and this."

Saying that, Bubble took out the last cardboard box.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, well, only six dollars."

Pao Pao was a little annoyed, she was so boring in the car, and the older sister wearing sunglasses didn't talk to her, she had already eaten so much before she knew it.

"Here, let's have half of each of us!"

for me?

Kimiko looked suspiciously at the things in Pao Pao's hands, each biscuit was individually packaged.

A little bear is drawn on the packaging, holding a honey pot in its left hand, smiling happily.

Well, it looks delicious.

She swallowed, hesitated, and said in a low voice: "No, I, I don't eat biscuits."

"It's really delicious." Pao Pao took back the paper box with some regret.

"By the way, Bubble didn't understand a lot of things in class, so I'm going to ask you, Kimiko."

As she spoke, the little girl clasped her hands together: "Please!"

"No, there's no need for this." Kimiko was at a loss, "Just tell me, I'll do what you say."

"How about that!"

Bubble is not happy anymore: "When a good boy asks someone for help, he should say thank you. This is what my sister said!"

"Eh"

Kimiko's heart was beating violently, and no one had said thank you to her for a long, long time. In my impression, the last time someone said thank you to her was before Yuzi chose her.

"It's really not necessary, I'll be in trouble, ah, no, I'm not willful." Kimiko turned around anxiously.

"Anyway, Pao Pao would like to thank you." The little girl looked blank, but she still said resolutely, thinking about what her sister said before.

"Don't do this," Kimiko begged.

"No, good boy must say thank you!"

"Why, why is this?" Kimiko's eyes began to turn red.

"Thank you!"

"Well"

"Thank you and may you help Bubble!"

"woohoo"

"Ah?" While Bubble was stunned, Kimiko let out a 'wow' and cried.

"bully"

"No no"