Temperature Control in Academy City

"It's okay. I'm not really angry."

With a blank look on his face, Natsume-san looked expressionless.

The experience just now was actually quite profound. The right hand just touched the air behind him, and Natsume's wings disappeared. It was really an unsolvable ability.

Natsume-san didn't have much of a feeling about this ability, it was just that it was his first time being a target and he was a little uncomfortable with it.

"I'm sorry, but I was serious about what I just said. I will find out as soon as possible why Stiyl suddenly attacked you."

Kamijou Touma seemed a little apologetic and nodded.

"But the target of the attack this time is Narugo-senpai. I don't think we can just leave it alone."

At this time, Senior Misaka suddenly asked, obviously thinking that the other party's target was this senior who loved singing.

"Don't worry about that. We will be responsible for Minghu-san's safety for the time being."

Teacher Huang Quanchuan walked in wearing a security guard's uniform, with a look of fatigue on his face.

I left Academy City recently and cooperated with the local police to wipe out several bases of the "Science Society". I only returned today.

"Minghu-san, although we still don't know why you were attacked, until the incident is investigated, you will have to be protected by the guards for the time being."

Yomikawa Aihui nodded towards Senior Minghu, and some information flashed across the tablet in her hand, causing her brows to frown.

He is one of the survivors of the miracle of 88 and is also a popular online singer today. Is there any connection between them?

The so-called miracle of 88 can be traced back to three years ago.

The space shuttle named 'Orion' encountered an accident and made an emergency landing, but all 88 people on board survived, so it was called a miracle.

Teacher Huang Quanchuan looked around again and saw that the area had completely turned into ruins. Fortunately, there were no casualties.

However, two of the parties involved are level 5, and one is a recently famous singer, which directly made the security system feel that there was a big problem.

As long as it involves a level 5 incident, the priority in the security personnel sequence is very high.

As if she had noticed Mr. Huang Quanchuan's gaze, a girl with a bun on her head stood aside obediently, with the discipline committee armband on her shoulder, looking harmless.

"Does he live with you?" Senior Ming Hu asked hesitantly.

To be honest, since the incident happened, she has been more confused than others.

Natsume is not much better. The Waiting Rabbit Plan in her head has been confusing her.

Instead, Senior Misaka grasped some key clues, and the other party's target was this Naruto Arisa.

"It's just in an apartment under the security building. If you need, you can also stay at my house. I know that Naruto-san has activities such as street performances, but they need to be suspended now."

Teacher Huang Quanchuan said somewhat seriously.

"But what about the performance at the opening ceremony of the space elevator 'Endymion'?"

At this point, the senior student became excited.

Her biggest wish is to be able to leave the streets, go to a bigger stage, and let more people hear her singing.

"I have received a call from the 'Star Track Gate Society' inviting me to perform at the opening ceremony of the Space Elevator."

Minghu Alisa's eyes were shining, and she tried hard to express her thoughts.

The stage was clearly just around the corner, and she didn't want to give up no matter what.

"Is it the phone call just now?" The well-behaved girl with a bun on the side interrupted, with a bit of surprise on her face.

Being able to perform on a stage like that would be equivalent to taking the oath at the opening ceremony of the Daihasei Festival. This senior is truly amazing.

"If that's the case, I'll go with you then."

After thinking for a while, Teacher Huang Quanchuan nodded in understanding. She couldn't possibly erase a student's efforts.

On the roof of a building in District 7.

The three magical girls slowly woke up, their eyes empty and confused.

But when I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, tears of grievance unconsciously flowed from my eyes.

"Master."*3

The three girls rushed over hurriedly, but Steele dodged them swiftly, which made them feel even more aggrieved.

"If it happens again, I will send you back to the church."

Steele shook off the ash in his hand. The old smoker could never get away from the smell of nicotine.

"Sorry, Master. Actually, it was going smoothly at the beginning, but..."

The girl named Jane wanted to explain, but she lowered her head as she spoke.

Chapter 266: Once again a familiar feeling

I could still hear the faint sound of sirens, and the flashing red and blue lights were imprinted on my pupils from time to time.

Natsume seemed to be in a trance, with his chin supported by one hand and the other hand holding the pendant of magical girl Kanami, and gently leaning his head against the glass wall.

Natsume and his friends have already dealt with the security guards and returned to their seats in the family restaurant.

Except that the food had gone cold, nothing seemed to have changed much.

Originally, he wanted to invite Index to come along, but Kamijou-senpai forcibly pulled her away on the pretext that dinner had been prepared at home. It seemed that Index was not very happy.

Looking around, I saw that the other guests and waitresses in the restaurant were attracted by the loud noise outside, making the restaurant a little deserted.

"Miraculous Senior, has the school agreed to the security guards' request?"

The table full of dishes was steaming again, and this time Natsume became the chef of the hot dishes.

Tilting her head, Natsume Sonoko asked with some concern.

"Well, Mr. Huang Quanchuan has already notified the school. I will temporarily stay at Mr. Huang Quanchuan's home until the attack case is fully investigated."

Minghu Alisa nodded and said.

The original discussion was about living in the subordinate dormitory of the guard building.

But later, when he learned that Senior Minghu was going to participate in the opening ceremony performance of the space elevator "Endymion", Mr. Yomikawa finally let her live in his house.

"Speaking of which, the opening ceremony is the day after tomorrow, right? Will there be any problems with the tight schedule? Shouldn't there be rehearsals or something?"

Taking a spoon and stirring some fruits on the plate absentmindedly, Misaka-senpai looked at Naruto Arisa who was sitting opposite her and asked.

"As for performance, I am actually quite confident. I have been ready to sing on a bigger stage."

When talking about singing, the senior student's eyes seemed to light up.

"It's really amazing, both Naruto-senpai and the elevator."

Natsume's eyes also lit up, and the sky-high elevator came to his mind, just like the Tower of Babel in ancient mythology.

I like sweets, comics, and robots, but I actually admire science quite a bit.

Although magic is very mysterious, Natsume feels from the bottom of his heart that science is better than magic, and he is looking forward to riding on that elevator.

"I thought Natsume-san wasn't interested in the space elevator. People your age would usually like cute things."

A smile appeared on Minghu Alisa's face, and her eyes unconsciously turned to Mr. Huangquanchuan who was waiting outside the restaurant.

"But who are those people, and why did they attack you, Narugo-senpai?"

Misaka-senpai sighed, looking troubled.

Whenever there are some problems around her, this railgun senior will habitually take the responsibility herself.

"You don't have to worry about me. Don't look at me like this. I actually have some supernatural powers and can protect myself."

Minghu Alisa said with a smile, but there seemed to be a hint of worry in her eyes.

There is something deeper in her singing than just her singing technique.

Her singing voice that hopes everyone can be happy and the unknown supernatural power hidden in her singing made her the most famous street and Internet singer.

"Eh, supernatural power?" Natsume was a little confused.

"As long as my singing can bring happiness to everyone, no one will hurt others."

With a smile that grew brighter and brighter, Naruto-senpai explained. Even though she had just been attacked, she was still as optimistic and cheerful as ever.

As he watched the security guards' armored vehicle leave, Natsume-san and he were left alone.

Shirai-san is still in the hospital, and it feels a bit lonely around her. Natsume-san is not the kind of girl who can liven up the atmosphere.

Counting yesterday, it's already the second day. If Shirai-san doesn't have any serious problems, he can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow.

Thinking about it this way, the peaceful time now seems precious.

While walking on the road, Natsume Sonoko looked at Senior Misaka who was still absent-minded beside her, and knew what was in this senior's head.

It seems that she still cares about what's happening with Senior Minghu.

I passed by a huge advertising screen that was showing the latest news in rotation.

It just happened to be news about the space elevator, but a lot of space was devoted to introducing the company that developed the space elevator, a company called 'Star Track Gate'.

The president of the Stargate Society, Letilly Tanglod, was the first person I saw.

She looks like an underage girl who likes to dress in Gothic style. She doesn't look much older than Natsume in age or height.

"It's really amazing that he is in charge of such a big company at such a young age."

Misaka-senpai raised her head and looked at the advertisement screen, and said with some emotion.

There are indeed many talented people in Academy City, and there are outstanding talents in all walks of life.

As soon as she finished speaking, Misaka-senpai looked at Natsume-san beside her with some surprise.

I noticed that Natsume seemed to have fallen into deep thought since some time ago.

As if his mind was bewildered by something, he stood there in a daze and became quite quiet.

I have a familiar feeling that I should know this person.

Maybe they lived together, maybe they became friends, or maybe they just met.

But why does he feel familiar? No matter how hard I try to recall, I have no memory of this person at all.

As Natsume thought about it, he focused his attention on his own soul.

I discovered that this familiar feeling came from the depths of my soul, a place buried by countless fragments of memories.

Is there something else besides memory that carries information?

And this feeling of familiarity was not the first time. The last time was about Kamijou-senpai’s right hand, but I didn’t explore it in depth at that time.

Her soul told her that she had something called a past life, which told her what would happen in the future.

There is no coherent picture like the plot, but instead a familiar feeling is generated, which can perhaps be called the instinct of the soul.

It’s like one day, if Natsume forgets the memory of Misaka-senpai, but her body and soul will remember the feeling of being together.

"Natsume-san, what's wrong with you?"

Misaka-senpai called out to Natsume-san several times, but it didn't wake him up from his thoughts.

Just when Misaka-senpai was a little worried, Natsume-san came back to his senses, but his eyes were once again filled with confusion.

Is it an illusion or something else?

From the perspective of the soul, Natsume began to doubt the feeling at that time and felt that it was a little unreal.

My soul seems to have many undiscovered secrets.

Left to its own devices, Natsume also understood some of what happened in his past life, but more things are still a mystery.

Amazingly, Natsume Sonoko can think in both her soul and brain. Natsume's consciousness is like a fish, which can move freely between the two lakes and even exist in both at the same time.

But if you want the brain to know the information in the soul, you must first transfer the memory in the soul, which is called extraction.

However, Natsume has never tried to put a copy of the information in his brain into his soul, for fear that it would become fragments like the memories in his soul.

"Maybe it would be better to sort out those confused memories." Natsume thought.

This was not the first time she had this idea, but she always gave up in the end.

There was too much information and it was so messy that when put together it was like a puzzle of the highest difficulty, and it was the kind of puzzle that had no finished product and was not even complete in itself.

At this time, Misaka-senpai waved her arm in front of Natsume Sonoko, and her eyes couldn't help but stare at a girl with a bun.