A Scientific Urban Detective.

Chapter 780 A Special Confession

"It's so hard to walk..." Misaka Mikoto tripped over her skirt as she walked toward the stage.

This is the price to pay for beauty; wearing this gorgeous gown, even the range of one's steps is restricted.

"That's why I don't like these flashy but impractical clothes," Misaka Mikoto muttered, then rallied again. "Concentrate, concentrate! If anything else goes wrong, we're really doomed..."

To be honest, Misaka Mikoto would rather fight robots, magicians, or violent organizations and delinquent groups for another three hundred rounds—that would be much more comfortable for her.

Lost in her own thoughts, Misaka Mikoto was surprised to find herself standing on the stage when she came to her senses!

Oh no, I haven't adjusted my mindset yet!

While internally complaining, Misaka Mikoto looked down at the audience below the stage.

Because the stage was set up on the lawn outside the dormitory building, the area was limited. Even though the audience was packed, there were only a little over two hundred people in total.

Misaka Mikoto has excellent eyesight and can see the face of every audience member clearly when she stands on stage.

Among the audience were visitors and her classmates. Misaka Mikoto also saw her friends, Saten Ruiko and Uiharu Kazari.

But Misaka Mikoto knew that none of these were the people she was looking for.

At this moment, there is only one person she wants to see.

"Ah, found it!" Misaka Mikoto murmured to herself as she saw the familiar figure and his iconic image.

Then I suddenly felt relaxed.

—The nameless senior is still the same, he hasn't changed at all.

Although she didn't know why Lin Wuming had given up his disguise and appeared here in his original form, there was no doubt that seeing a familiar figure made Misaka Mikoto feel at ease.

"The nameless senior is right here. He's here to see my performance." Misaka Mikoto was a little absent-minded, but her body, under the influence of muscle memory, perfectly executed the movements that she had repeated many times during rehearsals.

He bowed to the audience; he set up his violin, waiting for the right moment to play the first note…

Then, everything else fell into place naturally.

Misaka Mikoto is not a musician or performer. She only learned to play the violin in school music class, which is at a normal level at Tokiwadai Middle School. In terms of playing skills alone, there are many classmates who are better than her.

In Misaka Mikoto's opinion, it was probably only because she was a Level 5 student, the school's ace, and had considerable popularity that the honor of "playing the first piece" fell to her.

—Stable performance, no more nervousness, no mistakes, that's good.

The moment the piano music reached her ears, Misaka Mikoto completely relaxed, letting her hands move on their own.

As for the pieces played... as long as they sound fine, that's enough.

—What? This is very simple.

Misaka Mikoto thought to herself, "Now it seems that the tension and anxiety I felt before never existed."

—You agree, right, Nameless Senior?

At this moment, Misaka Mikoto forgot everything around her; she ignored everyone around her, and only Lin Wuming was in her eyes.

That's why, in Misaka Mikoto's view, she wasn't performing in a public setting, but simply showing off her talent to an unknown senior. — It's nothing unusual.

Below the stage, Lin Wuming quietly enjoyed Misaka Mikoto's performance.

Compared to the young ladies of Tokiwadai Middle School, Lin Wuming was completely ignorant about music. Apart from currently popular songs, he could only make simple comments such as "good" or "bad".

Without a doubt, the music being played on stage at this moment falls into the category of "very pleasant to listen to".

Even excluding the influence of his natural affection for Misaka Mikoto, the same result would be obtained if evaluated using the most objective and fair standards.

—Of course! Misaka started by playing the world-famous song "Ai no Yuu" (The Sadness of Love). Regardless of its artistic merit, as long as it can be reproduced perfectly, it can't possibly sound bad!

Misaka Misaki provided commentary on the track—it was a very difficult piece, so it seems she put in a lot of effort. Of course, there was definitely some cheating with superpowers involved.

After all, it is a school where people with superpowers of level 3 or above gather. The reason why Tokiwadai Middle School is able to implement such a difficult curriculum is largely because students who can make flexible use of various superpowers can learn new knowledge and skills much faster than ordinary people.

For example, Misaka Mikoto was able to memorize a difficult violin piece in a short period of time by manipulating microcurrents in her body to enhance muscle memory.

—What do you mean by "at the beginning"?
Lin Wuming asked.

—Because the tune she was playing went off track from the beginning. I don't know if it was improvisation or a quick fix after a mistake... Well, it seems she was completely distracted and probably didn't even notice.

Distracted?

Lin Wuming didn't think so—Misaka Mikoto was looking at him, conveying all of the girl's will and power through her gaze.

You could almost feel the real quality in that gaze; it didn't seem like he was daydreaming at all.

The clouds dispersed, and the afternoon sun shone down.

Misaka Mikoto stepped forward and walked into the light.

The brilliant sunlight poured down, falling on the girl's white dress and outlining her slender and upright figure.

The girl's piano playing became lighter and more lively, accompanied by more movement. Her skirt swayed gracefully, each step bringing a lively rhythm, and her fluttering skirt subtly revealed an outgoing and energetic spirit.

"Ah..." Misaki Shokuhou suddenly let out a soft sigh.

Since then, Misaki Shokuhou has stopped giving explanations.

Based on Lin Wuming's real-time feedback, she suddenly realized that Misaka Mikoto's performance today was not a performance at all, but a "confession"!

Through musical performance, one can fully convey their will and emotions...

—I don’t know whether to describe it as subtle and indirect or bold and unrestrained, but it certainly has the style of Misaka Mikoto.

Besides remaining silent, Misaki Shokuhou didn't know what other reaction she could make.

—We can only hope that the obtuseness of the nameless predecessor can continue to play a role.

Now, seeing Misaka Mikoto start walking around on stage, Shokuhou Misaki immediately realized what she was about to do.

She wanted to step off the stage and go straight to the nameless senior!
It's turned into a super straight shot attack!
(End of this chapter)