A Scientific Urban Detective.

Chapter 1000 Reuniting with Family

In the end, Touma Kamijou managed to escape.

Not to brag, but Touma Kamijou is particularly confident in his leg strength and endurance; otherwise, he wouldn't have volunteered to participate in the urban marathon.

This kind of chase is something Touma Kamijou excels at; if it weren't for the fact that there were so many people targeting him today, and that he was constantly being chased no matter where he went, Touma Kamijou was confident that he could wear down his pursuers on foot!

Thanks to the presence of several patrolling security guards, the delinquents dared not continue the chase, allowing Touma Kamijou to be successfully rescued.

"Damn it, this is unbelievable!" Panting heavily, Touma Kamijou couldn't help but pour the bottled water over his head before letting out a long sigh of relief.

"Finally I'm alive..."

Speaking of which, the bottle of mineral water in Touma Kamijou's hand was provided by a volunteer on the roadside earlier—because he was running so intently, the volunteer mistook him for someone participating in a competition.

"How could it be a competition event?" Kamijou Touma exclaimed helplessly. "The opening ceremony hasn't even started yet... Oh no, the opening ceremony is almost over!"

Kamijou Touma's expression changed drastically. Yesterday's class meeting had agreed on a meeting time, and everyone was to arrive at the classroom before the opening ceremony; now, there was no doubt that he was late!
It's all because of those inexplicable enemies!

Touma Kamijou could only curse and complain in his heart before taking out his phone...

Sure enough, due to a lack of power or some other reason, the phone had somehow become switched off.

"Damn it, the class president is going to nag me for ages now..." Resisting the urge to utter his signature line, Touma Kamijou rallied his spirits and started heading towards school.

Because he frequently needs to engage in the kind of chases we just witnessed, Touma Kamijou is very familiar with the terrain and routes of the various school districts in Academy City.

After quickly assessing his location, Touma Kamijou turned and headed towards the nearest bus stop—free buses were available during the Daihasei Festival to facilitate students' movement between different competition venues. This was perfect for Touma, who was penniless.

"That guy can really run," two graceful women in sleeveless, tight-fitting sportswear were watching from a distance around the corner not far from Touma Kamijou. "Luckily, I listened to Ryoko's advice and didn't run after him."

As trackers and protectors, they only need to ensure that the target remains within their observation range. As for whether they can intervene in time if the target encounters danger... to be honest, neither Sakura nor Ryoko thinks that those delinquent gangs can threaten Touma Kamijou.

"What should we do with those delinquents who were chasing and beating him?" Ryoko asked.

"Never mind." Sakura shrugged. "Anyway, the person we're protecting isn't injured. Let's not do anything unnecessary."

"Well, fine then." Ryoko nodded nonchalantly. "Anyway, we're happy to have it easy."

“We only need to intervene when Touma Kamijou is truly in mortal danger,” Sakura said. “That’s exactly what the Chairman’s order said.”

"Don't worry, I won't meddle," Ryoko said. "Next... we need to go back to school."

After confirming Touma's next destination, the two of them started moving together.

Touma Kamijou guessed correctly. When he returned to his class at a certain high school, he was severely criticized and lectured by Index and the class president, Seiri Fukiyori, who had been waiting there for a long time.

Because Touma Kamijou returned so late, he completely missed both the school and class pep rallies.

Furthermore, because his phone was switched off, neither Ms. Xiaomeng nor Ms. Fukiyoshi could contact him. In her anxiety, Ms. Xiaomeng almost called the police. Not only that, even the parent-teacher conference at a certain high school had already ended, and the parents were now free to do their own thing. They would only gather at the agreed time and place when the group events started in the afternoon to form cheerleading squads to cheer on the student athletes.

From Index, Touma learned that his parents had also visited.

However, they didn't see their son, so the two of them left the school ten minutes ago, seemingly intending to look for Kamijou Touma themselves.

"Ten minutes ago? That's a perfect miss!" Touma Kamijou wailed. If he hadn't accidentally missed a bus, he could have gotten back to school ten minutes earlier.

After quickly charging his phone, Touma Kamijou finally managed to contact his parents and arrange a meeting place.

“Since you’re going to meet your parents,” Fukiyori sighed, “I’ll let you off the hook for now.”

Several cases of bottled water and sports drinks were placed at her feet—gifts prepared for the athletes. She had originally planned to have Touma Kamijou, who was always late and skipped the morning meeting, help carry them to the various competition venues.

"This..." Touma Kamijou had actually noticed these things a while ago, "How about I help you move them over first?"

“No need, just leave them in the classroom.” Fukiyoshi Seiri shook her head. “I’ll have each of the students providing support bring a few bottles—there aren’t too many matches this morning.”

After receiving a reply, Touma Kamijou left the school with peace of mind and rushed to meet up with his family.

Index naturally followed suit.

Previously, during the "Angel Fall" incident, Touma Kamijou's parents had already met Index, so it wouldn't seem out of place for them to go along now.

The rest of the operation went smoothly without any further setbacks, and Touma Kamijou quickly found his parents in the crowd.

"Dad, Mom, I'm here!" Touma Kamijou waved and shouted.

Then he saw his father, Touya Kamijou, turn around and kill, crashing headfirst into the arms of a young woman passing by behind him.

Seeing this, Touma Kamijou, who was raising and waving his hand, immediately slapped it against his own face.

"Hey, what is that guy doing?! Mom's watching right here!"

Index murmured from the side, "Like father, like son. It would be great if Touma could really have that kind of self-awareness."

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you suddenly bringing this up?!" Touma Kamijou exclaimed. "Mr. Kamijou, I didn't do anything!"

"It seems Touma still doesn't have enough self-awareness." Index looked over with a stern face.

Kamijou Touma felt inexplicably flustered by the stares, but then he realized—he really wasn't in any trouble, was he? Romantic luck was something only Lin Wuming would encounter! Besides, it was his father, not him, who had hit someone!

I have a clear conscience!

(End of this chapter)