Temperature Control in Academy City

"So, this job is done."

Takitsubo Riko's eyes looked a little lazy, as if she was absent-minded.

"It's very easy." Juanqi Zuaiai held her head with both hands and said with some emotion.

"These should be the imitation atomic collapse cannons described in the intelligence."

Walking up to it, Franda looked at the waste in front of her curiously.

"It's really annoying. I'm being ordered around and having my information gathered. The garbage I made was easily dealt with by that railgun kid."

Looking at the iron sand embedded in the imitation atomic collapse cannon like nails, Mai Ye Shenli's face instantly turned gloomy and he was very angry.

With these Anbu members being captured by the security guards, this incident was finally over.

Normally, security guards would not be involved in the normal operations of the Anbu, but this time it had threatened the safety of the surface layer of Academy City and unrelated students, and it already fell within the scope of the security guards' job.

I said goodbye to Saten-san and Uiharu.

Phoebe and Jenny were temporarily taken care of by Futsuka Toshinori, and then they picked up Shigefuku from the Research Society.

Several Tokiwadai students who lived together went back in a dirty state.

When they returned to the student dormitory, they did not meet their dorm supervisor, and Natsume Sonoko and the others all breathed a sigh of relief.

If the dorm supervisor saw us like this, he would definitely give us a lecture. Students of Tokiwadai must pay attention to their appearance.

I remember that Natsume was criticized by the dorm supervisor because there were water stains on the edge of her skirt.

Shigefuku has been in the Tokiwadai student dormitory for some time and has some experience with this.

"Ah, come to life."

In the bathroom of Student Dormitory 210, the shower head sprayed hot water continuously, washing away all the foam on the head of a guy with a bun.

Natsume doesn't have a serious mysophobia, he just simply likes cleanliness.

She would feel uncomfortable if her body was sticky.

Watching the foam being washed into the bathroom floor drain by the water, and the water splashing back and forth on the hollow patterned floor drain cover, Natsume inexplicably recalled some of the good things he had done today.

I really did a lot of things today.

When she walked out of the bathroom, Natsume felt refreshed.

I just thought about using my ability to dry my hair, but after hesitating for a moment, I still picked up the hair dryer. It seems that I have never used this hair dryer since I bought it.

Chapter 230 Good things should be shared with friends

Standing in front of the mirror, Natsume turned on the switch and pointed the hair dryer at her head.

Strong wind blew out of the air vent uncontrollably, and the wet hair fluttered all of a sudden. The hair, which was not very long to begin with, formed a flying circle around the head.

A trace of tiredness appeared on her face, and Natsume Sonoko rubbed her eyes gently. She had been forcing herself to be alert today, and although she had not reached her limit, she was really tired.

Putting down the hair dryer, Natsume walked to the sofa with his head down.

Then, he was buried in the sofa as if trapped in quicksand. He stretched out his hands, hugged the teddy bear and fell asleep, as if this would bring him a little more sense of security.

It was almost an hour past dinner time. The sky outside was dotted with stars, and there were not many people in the bustling student dormitory restaurant.

"Natsume-san, you're still so late today. As expected, you've become much busier since you became a celebrity."

Tsuchimika stood next to someone holding a pot of hot milk and refilled Natsume's cup.

"Thank you, the milk tastes great today."

Picking up the milk and taking a sip, Natsume Sonoko showed a satisfied smile on her face.

Compared to bitter coffee, Natsume prefers drinks or milk.

"I've just been a little busy lately. It has nothing to do with becoming a celebrity."

"After all, I now have the job of maintaining the law and order of Academy City."

As he spoke, Natsume took out a discipline committee armband folded into a square from his pocket.

The pockets of the Tokiwadai school uniform are not big, and they will bulge if you put a little more stuff in them, so they are always wrinkled after you take things out.

"As expected of you, Natsume-san. I heard that it is very difficult to pass the examination for the Discipline Committee."

Tsuchimika clenched her fists and couldn't help but sigh, with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"It's not that great. By the way, Tsuchimikado-san, I actually found something really, really cool today."

Natsume blushed slightly and touched the back of his head unconsciously, suddenly remembering something he learned from Utsuharu today.

Ever since he learned the correct use of the cleaning robot from Tsuchimikado, Natsume no longer rides the bicycle that he bought with a month's scholarship.

Now the bicycle is still placed in the garden of the student dormitory. Last time when we were preparing for the midsummer festival, the dormitory supervisor ordered us to put it away and not block the road.

Also, because I was too lazy and greedy, I had previously persisted in morning exercises for quite a long time. I thought that my physical fitness had reached the level of a normal junior high school student, but recently there has been a downward trend.

It’s strange to say, no matter how lazy and gluttonous Natsume is, he can never gain weight. It turns out that the brain is the place that consumes the most energy.

"What's so amazing?"

Tsuchimikado looked at a girl with a bun on her head who looked mysterious and asked curiously.

Her eyes were exceptionally bright and she was full of energy, far surpassing some of the loser junior high school students.

"It's the cleaning robot. Let me tell you..."

The lights in the restaurant began to go out, and in the dim night, two white cylinders whizzed through the security area of ​​the Tokiwadai Student Dormitory.

"Look, Tsuchimikado-san, there's no need to call up the control panel on the robot. Now you can just use your phone to control it remotely. I won't tell anyone else about this."

With a hint of complacency in her tone, the amplitude of the shaking of the bun in the shadow began to increase. It seemed that Natsume was in a state of complacency.

"Really? Is this the stop button? What a convenient program."

Only the light from the cell phone shone faintly on her face. The white Katyusha on Maika Tsuchimika's head reflected the dim light, and her slightly open mouth showed her inner unrest.

If you look closely, you can see that she is holding a large bento in her hand.

"Well, wherever Tsuchimikado-san wants to go, all he needs to do is mark it on the map on his phone, and he can change the direction at any time."

"It's just that the remote calling function doesn't work very well. I heard from Uiharu that you need to hack into the signal tower, but I don't have any hacking skills."

Having said that, the evil figure in the shadow shook his head in disappointment.

"That's great, isn't it? Thank you so much, Natsume-san!"

Tsuchimika nodded vigorously and said that not only spinning on the spot, but even jumping left and right was no longer a dream.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other in the air, with a feeling of mutual understanding.

"I've decided. I'll go to my stupid brother's place first. I've prepared a loving lunch box for him today."

Tsuchimika said seriously, tapping on the phone screen curiously, and then raised the lunch box in her hand.

"Love bento, it's great to have a sister like Tsuchimikado-san."

"I really hope to invite Tsuchimikado-san to be my personal maid in the future."

Natsume Sonoko sighed slightly and accidentally said what was in her heart, but she was a little hesitant about the last few words.

"What else did Natsume-san say?"

"Hey, there's nothing."

Seeing that there was nothing unusual on Tsuchimikado's face, a certain bun-haired girl secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Natsume-san, are you going to visit there?" At this time, Tsuchimikado Maika asked with a smile.

As night fell, street lights on both sides of the street lit up one after another, and two people sat in a white cylinder and moved forward quickly.

Natsume-san doesn't have anything important to do right now, so it would be nice to follow Tsuchimikado-san to visit his brother's house. I remember that Kamijou-san and Index also live there.

"I plan to make some snacks to sell during the Daihaxing Festival and earn some pocket money. Do you have any plans like this, Natsume-san?"

As they hurried on their way, the two of them started chatting.

"Is this still possible?"

"That's right. Every year during the Daiba Festival, most of the roadside stalls are owned by students."

"I don't have such plans. The school has signed me up for many competitions. To be honest, I don't like the Daiha Sei Festival at all."

At this point, Natsume's expression darkened, as if he was inexplicably frustrated. Calculating the time, there was only a little over a week left until the Daihastar Festival.

Not only Natsume, but all other Tokiwadai students were treated the same way. Not to mention first-year Natsume, even Shokuhou Misaki was treated the same way.

Admission to Tokiwadai is very difficult. Even members of the royal family cannot be admitted if they do not meet the requirements, so the number of students is far less than that of other schools.

There are only more than 200 students in the three grades of Tokiwadai Junior High School, which leads to a severe shortage of players participating in the Daihastari Festival.

In addition, there are many events in the competition, and everyone's schedule is fully arranged, and this is under the premise of not signing up for individual events.

Now that you have already registered, you still have to do what you should do. Natsume is still prepared to participate in the Daihasei Festival.

At least Natsume has never skipped a physical education class without reason, nor has he ever deliberately changed the weather to turn the physical education class into an indoor activity.

Daiha Sei Festival, it's embarrassing enough to be the last in your own school, Natsume couldn't help but lament in his heart.

Of course, it would be hard to say if Shokuhou-senpai was also here.

"Relax, Natsume-san, you need to have confidence in yourself. As a student, you can't give up on yourself like this."

Tsuchimikado-san, who was standing by, said soothingly, reaching out and rubbing the ball on Natsume-san's head.

...

"Is my brother home? I am sorry to bother you."

Tsuchimikado-san was sitting on a white cylinder, spinning in front of the entrance of a high school dormitory.

After hearing no sound from inside for a long time, he took out the spare key and opened the door.

"You're not at home, Natsume-san, come in too."

"excuse me."

Natsume Sonoko hesitated outside for a while before whispering that it was her first time to come to a boys' dormitory like this.

"Then I'm sorry for bothering you too."

Hearing the unexpected voice, Index's head suddenly popped out from somewhere.

"Sonoko, Wuxia, hello."

The little nun Index, wearing a pure white monastic robe, stood prettily behind him.

"Index, do you want to come and sit with us too?" said Tsuchimika Tsuchimika, tilting her head.

They stayed in Tsuchimikado's brother's dormitory for a while, but no one showed up, so Index pulled them to Kamijou's dormitory.

Sitting at the small round table, Natsume was absentmindedly watching the show "Magical Girl Kanami" on TV.

Index standing by seemed to be particularly interested in this anime, and she kept staring at the TV.

Chapter 231 There Are So Many Magical Girls

Magical girl Kanami used a technique called Hyperdimensional Exile to wipe out the leader of a criminal group entrenched in Chiyoda Ward, Tokyo.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the strong and brave Miss Kanami sent the rescued civilians to the vicinity of the hospital, and then she dragged her seriously injured body slowly towards the bright red sunset in the sky.

After a lovely ending song, the credits began to appear on the TV screen.

"Kanami is amazing. She can even use magic of the level of Hyperdimensional Exile!"

Index's face flushed and she spoke with some excitement.

"It's already the third generation now, but I still remember Kanami from the first generation the most."

Tsuchimika sighed, as if recalling the past.

"It's so slow. That Touma guy hasn't come back yet."

Kanami's animation has ended, and Index finally has time to complain about a high school student being too slow.

"Is Kamijou-senpai out for something?"