Temperature Control in Academy City

She had already had similar guesses in her mind, so she was unwilling to postpone dealing with this matter. Now that she knew about it, she came here quickly to avoid bigger problems.

It just so happened that a girl with a bun on her head seemed quite interested, so she was pulled over to be a tool to prevent her from continuing to harass her elder sister.

"So this is ah."

A look of surprise appeared on his face, and Hamazura Shiage's eyes changed when he looked at the two discipline committee members.

He felt that there was no need for the other party to lie, and if the security guards and discipline committee members could solve the problem, it would actually be in line with his psychological expectations.

"Based on what they know about us, if we leave us alone, another violent incident will occur. The two discipline committee members think we are an unstable factor."

"Even if we have already hidden ourselves in dark corners, even if we have suppressed our tempers and allowed others to trample on us, we still have to endure the arrogance and injustice in this city. Once we choose to resist, we are the so-called evildoers. Such words sound a little too ridiculous."

Komaba Reito stood up straight and looked fearlessly at the discipline committee girl in front of him. At this moment, the positions of both sides collided violently.

His code of conduct is to avoid meaningless violence and prevent members from doing things that harm themselves, but he will not show mercy to vicious people.

In the clash between the discipline committee members and marginalized groups, no one is wrong.

After all, Academy City is just a closed pond in the world. The mud in the lower layer cannot become fertilizer for the wider world and can only sink firmly to the bottom of the pond. It might be better if those who fail in ability development can leave Academy City.

"No, Shirai-san didn't mean that."

"We just felt that this was something that should be handled by us."

Shaking his head vigorously, Natsume finally spoke.

The tall boy's words made Natsume Sonoko silent for a while, and she also felt that what the other party said made sense.

But this time she agreed with Shirai's opinion, or it was also her own opinion. If they were allowed to do whatever they wanted, it would only lead to more serious and uncontrollable consequences.

The original intention of resolving incidents is to protect the weak and punish criminals, rather than venting emotions and hurting each other.

This is probably the daily routine of the discipline committee members.

Before I knew it, Natsume-san seemed to have become a good discipline committee member.

"Even the security guards can't deal with those people with special abilities. Do you have any good ideas?"

"If they simply told us not to interfere, that would be too arrogant. But if there are people with spatial teleportation abilities, maybe we can actually catch a few people."

Hamazura Shiage scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and with his other hand held the emotional Komaba Reidu. At this time, he also found that the other party seemed to be able to communicate, and he was less nervous.

Don't think that armed and disabled people don't need diplomacy. They are also avoiding all meaningless violence. Hey, he is considering everyone very carefully.

"We have thought about this a long time ago. We have made sufficient preparations this time."

"Although I am reluctant to admit it, this girl is actually the eighth in the Academy City, and it was she who proposed this action."

Shirai-san's tone became serious, and he suddenly pointed at the girl with a bun next to him and said.

It is a bit difficult to get armed people without super powers to cooperate, but you can try to use the idea of ​​a certain guy with a bun on his head. After all, the deterrent power of people with super powers is quite great.

And it seemed to be working well. As soon as Shirai finished speaking, the boys and girls around her stared at the girl who was at a loss on the field with wide eyes.

Chapter 417: Daily Life of the Discipline Committee Member

Natsume stared blankly at the ceiling of the abandoned warehouse, having long since come out of his previous state of helplessness.

In addition to realizing that his true form was actually invisible, he also discovered that these armed young men in front of him were not as "enthusiastic" as everyone in the school garden, maintaining a strange state of clear distinction yet strong curiosity.

This situation made Natsume feel relieved. She was really not good at dealing with too much attention from others, which made her feel uncomfortable all over, but she could still barely accept being a background board.

After thinking about it for a while, Natsume Sonoko understood the difference in her heart. This was probably one of the reasons why Shirai said that she could not truly gain the other person's trust.

Apart from their identities as people with super powers, the living conditions of the two are very different.

The top families in Academy City and the bad boys in the dark corners could not possibly have anything in common. Even some things that seemed ordinary to Natsume were what these boys were looking for.

After all, the free meals prepared by the maids could be easily sold at a high price of 40,000 yen in the 'black market', which was almost equivalent to half of the scholarship for the disabled. And the various daily necessities provided by their own student dormitory were almost all difficult to buy outside or were very expensive.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Natsume Sonoko."

A girl with a bun on her head took a deep breath and stopped thinking about such a luxurious thing as gaining trust.

It is enough to resolve this incident and maintain the neutral attitude of the Discipline Committee.

At this time, Natsume found that he vaguely felt some real emotions in his heart. It was not sympathy or condescending pity, but an imperceptible loss, a loss that was incompatible with most people in Academy City.

Trying to hide her identity as a person with super powers and not wanting to attract too much attention, Natsume just wanted to look like everyone else.

But some things are simply unavoidable. She is who she is, a superpower user of Academy City, a super-strong girl who can fight Accelerator head-on.

"I'm sorry for taking the initiative this time, but I think it will be good for everyone."

"It's not difficult to catch those guys who attack the powerless. Their biggest reliance is just the gray area of ​​the Seventh District and the slow response speed of the security guards. As long as everyone can cooperate with us, no matter what crime, it will be untraceable. Together, we can build a good new discipline in Academy City."

"Of course, if you do something bad, we will not hold back and will definitely send you to the security building."

Natsume-san and her light and shadow all turned serious, and seemed to have made up their minds once again.

As long as you figure out the key points, you will be able to handle the problem with ease.

Natsume Sonoko is not a very strong person. Her plans and ideas are often influenced by others, but when she really decides to take action, she becomes very decisive.

"This idiot."

With his brows slightly furrowed, Shirai-san beside him couldn't help but mutter that his teammate had obviously said something unnecessary.

But her teammates were just too honest, and that's what she thought in her heart.

Never mind. After all, Natsume is a naive girl, so we can’t expect too much from her.

Hamazura Shiage and Komaba Reidu, who were not far away, looked at each other, seemingly confused about what the other party was doing, but did not react excessively.

Even if he only recalled some specious information on the Internet, the possibility that the girl in front of him was the eighth was already very high.

And apart from the sixth one whose true identity is unknown, there are very few people in Academy City who would pretend to be a psychic.

"Should we agree to it?"

Hamazura Shiage secretly glanced at the tall man Komaba Reidu. He already had a preference in his mind but he still asked.

In this place, the young man in front of you is the one in charge, and only he can represent 'Skill Out'.

At this time, there was still some anger on Komaba Reid's face because of the previous suspected attack, and it was not completely relieved at this time.

He was just about to refute the other party's condescending attitude. The words that he said were just for their own good sounded a bit harsh.

However, Komaba Reid suddenly noticed the surprise in the eyes of many group members who had been attacked, and the words he was about to say were stuck in his throat for a moment.

This is the power that the title of Eighth Place brings. These few words carry the expectations of many people, represent the ultimate wish of all students in Academy City, and are the object of admiration and jealousy.

And when the other party offered to take action to resolve the attack, even the armed and incapable people felt that the other party was not lying.

This made Komaba Reidu sigh slightly. After all, he was the leader of this group, not a beast who only knew how to vent his emotions.

...

The sky outside the window seemed gloomy, just like the gloomy mood of the students sitting in the classroom.

Dark clouds occasionally floated across the sky, and the environment became more humid and cool. If we consider the changes in seasons and climate, now is the time for a complete temperature rise.

And the annual school uniform change is only a few days away, just in time for the upcoming temperature change.

The lively Daihaxing Festival has come to an end with the end of the bonfire party. It seems that many people are still not used to the feeling of sitting at their desks again, even the students of Tokiwadai Junior High School are no exception.

However, the only exception is a classmate with a bun-like head who looks like a child but is smarter than ordinary people.

It’s great. It feels great to sit at the desk. No one can stop me from studying.

After a week of sports training at Tokiwadai and a week of Daihasheng Festival activities, she finally sat at this table she had been dreaming of, and couldn't help shedding a few crystal tears.

This is the daily life that Natsume is most familiar with. The life of working out every day is finally gone forever.

For this happy event, Natsume finished the homework for half a month in one go. Looking at the densely printed fonts in front of him, he inexplicably felt a strong sense of satisfaction in his heart.

"Natsume-san, didn't you go to the bonfire party yesterday?"

Suddenly interrupting someone's satisfaction, Wannei Junbao stretched out his elbow and whispered carefully.

"Yes, there are activities for the Discipline Committee."

"Wan Nei, you know that our work is very important. We have to help many people in danger, so we can only sacrifice our spare time."

It was not the first time that Natsume was absent-minded in class. Looking at the teacher's back as he turned away, he continued the conversation with great experience.

Ignoring the fact that he was forcibly dragged away by Shirai-san, Natsume-san's tone was quite affirmative.

"Well, it's really hard work."

Wannei nodded. She also had some understanding of the work of the discipline committee member.

"But something very strange happened yesterday, and I was wondering whether I should tell you."

"At yesterday's bonfire party, I found a talking dog, which scared me. However, due to the light, I couldn't see who it was talking to, but it seemed to mention your name, Natsume-san."

After hesitating for a while, Wannei thought about it carefully and said.

"Eh."

A certain girl with a bun on her head was instantly confused.

Chapter 418: Yawangyuansi

Still thinking about what Wannai-san had just said, Natsume Sonoko walked out of the empty classroom absent-mindedly.

Because she doesn't like to receive too much attention, Natsume always deliberately slows down and doesn't take the initiative to blend into the crowd at Tokiwadai, which causes her to have an inexplicable sense of alienation.

However, because someone is not good at rejecting other people's kindness, this sense of alienation is always easily broken, and he has to get involved in all kinds of troublesome and complicated social activities.

"Never mind, it's not surprising to know my name. I've seen a lot of tentacle monsters, so it's normal to have a talking dog."

Holding up his bulletproof schoolbag, a guy with a bun on his head closed the classroom door in boredom.

She knew that she couldn't draw any useful conclusions from this specious information. But she remembered that there was a similar legend on a certain urban legend website, about a talking golden retriever.

"I've had enough trouble already. Please don't come to me again. I'm just an ordinary junior high school student."

Mumbling something in her heart, Natsume Sonoko decisively put this imaginary matter behind her, and now she was unwilling to think about the possible crisis behind her. If someone really targeted her, she would meet the other party sooner or later.

As the last student to leave, closing the door is a good habit. As for the multimedia and lighting in the classroom, they are controlled by the computer inside Tokiwadai, so she doesn't need to worry about anything.

She had just walked a few steps and before the girl with a bun had time to go to the classroom for the next class, a strange figure suddenly caught her eye in the aisle right in front of the original classroom.

The figure in front of him had black shoulder-length hair, and two strange pigtails spread out in all directions like flowers. His gloomy eyes were slightly drooped, revealing half of his smooth forehead.

The other person was wearing the summer uniform of Tokiwadai, but she had a black glove on her left hand. Based on Natsume's wide circle of friends among the first-year students, he could immediately conclude that she was at least a senior.

"Wait a minute, Natsume-san."

The girl looked at the complicated roads around her with some fear. In fact, there were only two crossroads and a fork in the road, mixed with seven or eight classrooms with different purposes. Fortunately, she had a GPS navigation which could be called a magical tool for finding the way. Finally, she successfully found her target person according to the intelligence.

Once the classroom she often goes to is changed due to an accident, or if she goes on an adventure outside the dormitory, Senior Sister Yaouin Si, who has no talent for recording the geographical environment, will be in great crisis.

Although it is hard to believe that there are people with such poor direction skills, he is on par with a sports idiot who gets out of breath after walking a few steps.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Masaoinji, a second-year student. Please forgive me for my intrusive visit, but there is something that concerns the rise and fall of Tokiwadai and I must find Natsume-san."

A standard young lady's smile (without showing teeth) appeared on the face of the senior from Yawang Academy, and she also exuded the elegance that a young lady should have.

As if influenced by the other party, the girl with a bun-haired head, who has always been strict with herself and regarded herself as a young lady, also became reserved and tried hard to recall what the teacher taught in the etiquette class.

What do young ladies need? Oh, education, nobility, purity...

There was no need to think about it. Wasn't this actually talking about me? For some reason, Natsume's face showed a more confident look.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Natsume Sonoko."

Natsume introduced himself as usual, waiting with wide eyes for the other party to continue.

Although I have become immune to clickbait titles, the senior student in front of me successfully aroused someone's curiosity.

This is probably something that is not easy to encounter in the social life of the young ladies of Tokiwadai. The most common thing is to invite them to drink tea and chat about gossip, etc., but things related to the rise and fall of Tokiwadai sound very different.

"Although Natsume-san is a psychic, he is only a first-year student and may not know much about some things in Tokiwadai."

After carefully thinking about what to say, Ya Wangyuansi continued to speak. She was sure about the content of this conversation, after all, such news came out not long ago.

The fifth and eighth of Tokiwadai were at odds, and it was suspected that they had a street fight that resulted in both of them getting injured. Coupled with the original conflict between the third and fifth, the huge power that the man had in control of Tokiwadai Middle School finally showed some signs of shrinking.

However, she had confirmed Shokuhou Misaki's injuries in the student dormitory in the school garden, and from the information sent by her own faction in the student dormitory outside, the eighth's injury seemed to be more serious, after all, his entire arm was wrapped in bandages.

Even if the fighting was just a figment of the imagination, it was still something worth trying for this senior from Yaou Academy.