Temperature Control in Academy City

Everyone was waiting for her, and Natsume Sonoko's face suddenly turned red.

Don’t worry about those inexplicable things. There are things worth worrying about right now.

No matter whether it was the previous life or the previous life before that, it made no difference to Natsume. All the memories were there anyway, neither increasing nor decreasing.

"It's ok."

"But was that person just now the legendary Gothic Lolita Beauty Girl President?"

A curious expression appeared on Saten's face, and a lot of elements were added to it at once, as if she remembered a certain urban legend that was circulating.

"In fact, the other party is just a robot. I just checked it carefully."

Natsume said this in a serious tone, and it was obvious that she also knew the rumors that the Gothic Lolita president was actually a robot.

"Really?" Hatsuharu suddenly became a little nervous.

"Of course it's... fake."

The main venue of the press conference was not inside this building, but in a shopping mall in the seventh school district.

After signing the contract in the resident building, you will need to go to the seventh school district.

...

Natsume firmly rejected the offer to go on stage as a cheerleader, with a determined expression on her face, ignoring the suggestions of the staff around her.

Just as vexing as the previous conversation, as cheerleaders they should have clapped their hands to liven up the atmosphere under the stage instead of wearing dresses and performing on stage.

If we want Natsume to stand on the stage, the price is that a meteorological disaster will occur in the shopping mall for no reason, causing the event to be stopped midway.

"I couldn't tell, you're quite shy, Natsume-san."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Shirai leaned over and looked me up and down.

"I want you to manage."

Natsume Sonoko has learned to ignore what Shirai-san says and can remain calm and composed no matter what she says.

"Opportunities like this don't come often, I can be on the news with my sister."

Putting his hands back on the wheelchair, Shirai couldn't help but sigh and said with some disappointment.

This is very consistent with Shirai's usual style. Natsume Sonoko couldn't help but look at this guy a few more times.

Everything can be related to Misaka-senpai, which can be considered as Shirai-san's unique skill.

However, Natsume's eyelids suddenly twitched. He didn't know when, but a home video camera was already around Shirai's neck, which was not there when he arrived.

"Well, the injured should stay and rest."

Having changed into a small dress, Misaka-senpai skillfully buttoned up the collar.

Although there aren't many occasions in daily life where you need to wear a dress, Tokiwadai Junior High School taught us some etiquette lessons.

And just one second before Misaka-senpai went on stage, the red light on the camera around Shirai-san's neck lit up.

Shirai-san showed an incongruous smile on his face, and began to look around for a suitable shooting position in his wheelchair, without any trace of the lost look he had shown earlier.

"Boss, how do you sell this?"

Natsume Sonoko did not blend in with the crowd, but bought an Alyssa cheering headlamp in the corner of the shopping mall. The English letters of Alyssa's name on it can glow.

It's only daytime now, but it will be more interesting at night.

Natsume spent a lot of money to buy the one he liked the most, and then he put it on his head with great satisfaction. Now he finally felt like a star-chaser.

“Everyone, I’m Alyssa, thank you for your care all the time.”

The loudspeaker perfectly preserved the voice of Senior Sister Minghu, and the entire square was filled with the echo of that optimistic and cheerful voice.

"Has it started yet?"

Natsume-san turned on the switch, and her head began to shine, looking even brighter than Shokuhou-san's.

As a new shiny girl, I stood out just by standing there, and it wasn’t long before someone familiar greeted me.

"Natsume-san, you're here too."

Hua Kaiyuan also had a cheering headlamp on his head and was smiling a little embarrassedly.

"By the way, don't you need club activities today?"

Natsume, who seemed to have thought of something, turned around, and the changing lights on his head made Hanakai Mei's face appear white and blue.

"Actually, I asked for leave today."

Speaking of this, Hua Kaiyuan's face turned a little red.

I asked for a leave to go see my favorite singer, and ended up running into second-year Misaka-sama and a few classmates from the same grade. What a coincidence.

"Speaking of which, tomorrow is the opening ceremony of the Space Elevator. Has Natsume-san received the invitation?"

Suddenly remembering something, Hanakaiin-san blinked and asked.

"Of course."

Natsume took out his cell phone and swiped it twice, and a series of barcodes and numbers appeared on it.

However, since the application was submitted a little late, the number has been ranked after 5,000.

Come to think of it, the number of troops dispatched from Tokiwadai at that time is quite large.

Shigefuku-san, Wannai-san and the others, and maybe a few senior students will come as well.

As for the married senior, she didn’t seem to like the appearance of the cosmic elevator.

That makes sense, after all, the space elevator is about to become one of the biggest competitors to post-wedding aviation.

Elevators that can travel directly to outer space will have a huge impact on the aviation industry.

In such a serious occasion, there are still people doing welding.

Natsume's eyes were hurt by the flash light, but fortunately the light on her head was not weak either, so it was evenly matched.

The lights around the press conference also lit up at this time, and the colorful lights shone on Senior Sister Minghu.

Senior Ming Hu, wearing a little dress, looked very graceful, and she kept waving her hands around with her five fingers spread out.

She also has a hat on her head, not a cheering headlamp like Natsume's, but a medieval wizard hat. She looks like a beautiful wizard.

Misaka-senpai is usually very boyish and carefree, but now she forced a smile on her face. She stood at one side of the stage with her hands clasped together, very stiffly, with her head lowered, not knowing where to look.

On the contrary, Hatsuharu, who looks weak and introverted, is holding Saten's arm and facing the countless reporters with full confidence, seeming to be enjoying it.

"Saten-san, this is very interesting, isn't it? It's such a shame that Natsume-san didn't come."

Clenching his fists, Hatsuharu spoke in a rather imposing manner.

"I just feel really nervous."

Just like Misaka-senpai, she was a little hesitant and Saten-san said with a bit of embarrassment on her face.

A character who appears in the movie "A Certain Magical Index: Miracle of Endymion".

The girl dressed as a Gothic Lolita has actually lived for more than 800 years.

The president of "Star Track Gate Company", the company responsible for the construction and operation of the space elevator "Endymion", is famous for her young appearance as a Gothic lolita beauty who reorganized and maintained the space development company.

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

Chapter 271 Metal Doll

The atmosphere on the stage was lively, and the atmosphere off the stage was even more lively.

Ignoring a few loud and shouting troublemakers, today's press conference seemed to go exceptionally smoothly.

As the press conference came to an end, Alyssa's singing began to be heard around the venue. This was the last part of the press conference.

But suddenly something changed around me.

Shirai put the camera aside and looked towards the direction leading to the underground parking lot with a frown.

Following a burst of orderly footsteps, the noise on the stage was almost covered up, and a large group of fully armed security guards were seen hurriedly heading towards the underground parking lot.

The press conference was originally normal, but security guards suddenly appeared at the scene, which made many people feel very abnormal.

"What happened again?"

Turning off the headlight on his head, Natsume subconsciously turned his head towards Mr. Tesso.

As a member of the security guards, the teacher seemed even more confused than expected. He just looked at his colleagues who suddenly appeared here at a loss.

"Start evacuating the crowd now. I have received a report that there is suspected high explosive buried in the underground parking lot here."

The person leading the team was none other than Mr. Huang Quanchuan who was supposed to attend the meeting earlier. However, judging by the time, the meeting was almost over.

As for the so-called report, it was actually a special type of security robot placed in crowded places that detected traces of explosives and then reported the situation to the security personnel.

This special model of robot, equipped with a high-precision sniffing device, was deployed in response to the Daiba Star Festival.

Some security guards began to evacuate the crowd, while more security guards entered the underground parking lot to dismantle the explosives.

To everyone's surprise, not long after, the sound of fierce fighting was heard from the underground parking lot.

"Where are Misaka-san and Shirai-san?"

Natsume-san takes Hanakaiin-san with him. The situation is a bit chaotic and this classmate's abilities are not very suitable for protecting himself.

Teacher Tetsuzo has returned to the team, and only Teacher Xiaomeng is the only adult here. Of course, we are talking about age here.

Uiharu-san and Saten-san are both safe, but Naruto-san is a little dazed in her little dress, still confused by what has suddenly happened.

"I just saw Misaka-senpai heading to the underground parking lot."

Saten-san said worriedly, trying to go in to look for them, but was stopped by a team of security guards.

This is consistent with Misaka-senpai's usual behavior, a well-deserved enthusiastic citizen, and very different from a bun-haired girl who obediently follows the security guards' instructions to evacuate.

Although they are both enthusiastic citizens, Natsume seems to be a little lazier.

Unless he is concerned or the situation is critical, generally speaking, if someone else has already come to deal with it, Natsume likes to join in the fun.

As for Shirai-san, that guy has been paying extra attention to protecting himself since he suffered a great loss a few days ago, so he is not that worrying.

"It looks like someone is trying to cause chaos at Narugo-senpai's press conference."

Holding his chin in his hand, Natsume thought thoughtfully.

If this is the case, this matter does not seem as simple as it seems.

I remember that I was attacked yesterday, but the real target was actually Senior Minghu, not what I thought.

It makes me so confused, Natsume couldn't help but pout, it's really boring every day.

At this moment in the underground parking lot, although Natsume is still standing outside the isolation line, this is still within the range of her ability.

The underground parking lot is very large, but one third of it is still covered by Natsume. After just a brief observation, she found that the people under the ground were clearly divided into three groups.

"This guy came out of nowhere again."

Natsume frowned in confusion, not quite sure about the relationship between them.

Armored vehicles began to gather at the door, and security reinforcements soon arrived. Guards holding riot shields joined the battle below.

The 'Clockwork Bandage' equipped on Mr. Huang Quanchuan's legs brings great amplification capabilities, and he can use it to perform many tactical actions beyond ordinary people.

With just one quick step, he covered a distance of several meters.

He grabbed the ground with one leg and swung a foot to separate the two fighting parties.

In order to protect Alisa, Mr. Huang Quanchuan specially mobilized the trial weapon "Clockwork Bandage" assigned to the security guards in the Academy City. It can enhance their combat capabilities, but it will cause a considerable burden on the body.

However, both sides fighting each other were wearing high-tech tight combat uniforms, which were obviously much more advanced than the "clockwork bandage" on Mr. Huang Quanchuan.

"Who are you?"

Huang Quanchuan Aihui said with a frown, obviously knowing that this kind of high-tech combat uniform is not something that ordinary people can get.

"We are the security force of the Star Track Gate Society, responsible for protecting Alyssa's safety. This person attempted to plant explosives at the venue."

The girl named Shatora Sekhwentsia said without hesitation, with her black hair falling to her waist and thick bangs almost blocking her vision.