Temperature Control in Academy City

Natsume Sonoko walked out of the classroom somewhat puzzled, and saw many students from other schools on the playground.

"Oh, so today is the exchange competition of the Kyudo Club. No wonder there are so many people from other schools."

Among the five aristocratic girls' schools in the entire Academy Garden, it seems that only Tokiwadai Junior High School has two LV5s, and the other schools seem to have no capable students.

"It's the captain of the Kyudo Club, the third-year senior, who is shooting an arrow into a deer. So cool."

Natsume Sonoko thought with a little surprise, and saw from a distance a senior school student wearing a Kyudo uniform and carrying a standard short bow walking out of the crowd, smiling and communicating with people from other schools.

Chapter 47: Shokuhou Misaki-senpai (will be available tomorrow)

"A competition jointly organized by several noble girls' schools' archery clubs, and the prize is actually a Guata makeup bag?"

Natsume Sonoko stopped at the door of the archery club's activity room for a while, watching the archery competition inside with a little curiosity.

Seeing the prizes for this exchange competition, a certain Natsume Sonoko tilted her head. It was so strange. Doesn't Tokiwadai Middle School not allow makeup? How come the prize for the competition is a makeup bag?

And it’s a Kuatai-style cosmetic bag. Could it be that besides Misaka-senpai, there are even more senior Kuatai fans hidden in the school?

As the first few contestants left the stage, the captain of the Kyudo Club of Tokiwadai Junior High School, Senior Yuya Iruka, finally arrived.

Senior archer Iruka's technique was very professional. She pulled the bow into a full-moon shape with ease. Just as she put the arrow on the bow and her eyes were fixed on the target, she heard the sound of an arrow cutting through space.

When the spectators nearby came to their senses, they found that the arrow had hit the bull's eye.

What followed was a series of rapid bow and arrow shooting. Senior Archer Rulu skillfully took out arrows from the quiver behind her one by one. She did not need to aim deliberately. She was like the most elite sniper, hitting the target every time without missing a single one.

"Amazing."

Natsume Sonoko was a little fascinated by what she saw. She felt that if this kind of precision could be applied to other abilities, she would be able to unleash tremendous power.

"Oh my, the Kyudo Club's competition is so exciting. I can't help but want to give it a try."

Not far away came a girl from Tokiwadai who had star-shaped pupils in her eyes, long golden hair on her shoulders, and a slim figure, but a certain part of her body was not to be underestimated.

She was always surrounded by five or six Tokiwadai students who acted like her subordinates, forming a closely-knit Tokiwadai student faction.

"Queen, are you also interested in the Archery Club?" the girl with purple curly hair asked curiously.

"No, it's not that easy to have someone from another school come, but it's quite rare."

Natsume Sonoko was standing at the door and happened to see the members of the Queen's Club coming towards her. She subconsciously moved aside, after all, she was blocking the door a little.

"You're one of those people who's been getting pretty close to Misaka-san lately."

Natsume Sonoko, who was a little distracted, stood there blankly, and suddenly a sweet voice came to her ears.

A certain Natsume Sonoko turned her head in confusion and saw that five or six people from the Queen's faction were looking at her with wide eyes.

And the legendary senior Shokuhou Misaki was also looking at her with a serious look.

"Nice to meet you, Shokuhou-senpai. I'm a first-year student, Natsume Sonoko."

It's not just her identity as a senior, but just the title of Shokuhou-senpai is enough to make people feel overwhelmed.

Natsume Sonoko felt a little nervous and didn't understand why this senior suddenly came to talk to her.

"It's indeed our first time saying hello. I quite like you, my junior." Shokuhou-senpai showed a reserved smile on her face and spoke with an elegant demeanor.

Watching the people from the Queen's faction walk away, Natsume Sonoko was still a little confused. What was going on today? This was probably the first time she had spoken to Shokuhou-senpai.

Although it was a bit disrespectful to think this way about this senior, Natsume Sonoko was actually quite afraid of the psychological control of this Academy City senior.

However, after watching the first half of A Certain Scientific Railgun T, Natsume Sonoko also felt that this senior was actually a pretty good person. (When I started writing this book, A Certain Scientific Railgun T had probably reached the episodes of Indian Poker)

"Queen, is there anything different about that junior schoolmate?" Senior schoolmate Junko Fanfeng, who had purple curly hair, asked curiously.

“Well, it’s really rare. Strictly speaking, it’s just the first time we meet, but he has an inexplicable liking for me.” Shokuhou-senpai walked in front with an interested look on her face.

"And this junior school girl is someone who possesses that kind of talent. She's very unusual, but..."

Senior Fanfeng glanced at Senior Shokuhou in confusion, not quite understanding why the Queen suddenly ended the topic.

....Ordinary dividing line....

A staff dormitory in the seventh school district.

A certain Natsume Sonoko looked speechlessly at a high school student with a black hedgehog head in front of her. She saw that the other party put his hands together and muttered something.

"My junior high school girl, I heard that you have information about those bicycle thieves. Please tell me. I can't afford to buy a new bicycle."

The high school student with black hedgehog hair is called Kamijou Touma. Natsume Sonoko herself said that she had heard of this name, but she never thought that she would meet him in this situation.

“Yeah, although Kamijou in our class often skips classes, doesn’t do his homework from time to time, and even got zero points in the ability development class, he is still a good and obedient student.” The cute teacher who was silently picking up the alcohol cans on the ground tried to say something good for the hedgehog-headed boy.

Kamijou Touma's fortune was still good today. He bought a dozen eggs in the morning, but they were all broken on the way. He brought a schoolbag to class, but forgot to put the books in the bag. It was another energetic day.

"Of course there is no problem, senior from high school. We are all victims, and we should help each other. This photo was taken by a senior using her ability, so we can know what the criminals look like." Natsume Sonoko nodded, indicating that she understood.

I just came out of school and Teacher Xiao Meng came to me for something, saying that she had found new clues about the bicycle theft case.

Unexpectedly, I met the male protagonist of "A Certain Magical Index" who had also lost his bicycle and was now worried about the inconvenience of traveling at Teacher Xiaomeng's house.

Before traveling through time, Natsume Sonoko had only watched A Certain Scientific Railgun seriously, and did not have much feeling for the male protagonist of A Certain Magical Index.

"Great, please lend me that photo."

Faced with someone's desperate plea, Natsume Sonoko did not hesitate. She took out the photo from her schoolbag and handed it to Kamijou Touma in a very normal way, just like she handed it to Teacher Komeng last time.

"Strange, there's obviously nothing on it."

Kamijou Touma took the photo with both hands to show his seriousness. He immediately showed a confused expression, looked at the photo carefully for a few times, and then said in surprise.

"No, I did see two bad guys last time."

Finally, the messy room was cleaned up. Teacher Xiao Meng wiped the sweat from her head and said with relief.

It’s only been a few days since I last cleaned the room, but I didn’t expect it to be a mess again.

"Yes, it's this photo. I don't have any other photos here."

Natsume Sonoko said a little confused. She clearly confirmed it when she took it out just now. It was this photo.

"But there's clearly nothing on it." Kamijou Touma reiterated again with a serious look on his face, then spread out the photo for Natsume Sonoko to see.

Natsume Sonoko took a closer look at the photo in Touma's hand, and just as he said, there was nothing on it.

"Um, junior high school girl, didn't you just say that this photo was taken with your ability?"

Kamijou Touma seemed to remember something and felt a little uneasy, with a look of panic and regret on his face.

When looking at photos on a daily basis, most people don’t pay attention to which hand to use to receive the photo, and it is also normal to hold the photo with both hands when looking at the photo.

Natsume Sonoko also realized it later and remembered that the person opposite seemed to have the legendary right hand that could eliminate everything.

Although Maeda-senpai's ability uses real-life film as a medium, the content above is indeed surreal, it just looks normal.

"I'm sorry, for some reason, my right hand can erase the contents of the photos." Kamijou Touma apologized honestly and touched the back of his head a little embarrassedly, as if he was not at all shy about the ability of his right hand.

After all, in this huge academy city, there are so many strange and bizarre abilities that there is no ability that cannot be mentioned.

"It's ok."

Although she said so, Natsume Sonoko still showed a look of dissatisfaction on her face and glared at the male protagonist of a certain Magical Index.

Fortunately, I have already memorized the appearance of the two people, otherwise I would have lost the clue again.

"Do you have paper and pen? I'll draw those two people." Natsume Sonoko said helplessly, took the paper and pen with an expressionless face and started to draw.

Chapter 48: Visiting Early Spring

Natsume Sonoko frowned, her eyes full of thought, and suddenly she realized something. She added a few strokes to her work, making the prisoner's nose a little higher.

"Natsume-chan, why do I feel like the two people in the painting don't look like they did before?"

Teacher Xiao Meng turned her head and looked at someone who was writing furiously on the low table, with a hesitant look on her face.

Natsume's talent for drawing is questionable. Although his strokes are not crooked, they are not professional either. At one point, it even made people think that his style was that of a comic book. In the end, he only drew a rough outline.

However, someone still seemed unaware of this, still frowning and carefully recalling the appearance of the two prisoners, meticulously displaying his talent in painting.

In fact, one could still see some expressions from the two people's brows. Natsume Sonoko put down the pen in her hand and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Very good, very energetic.

Natsume Sonoko looked at the two criminals who looked like spirited young men in her drawings, and a hint of thought appeared on her face again. She seemed to have confused the criminals with the characters in a comic book she had been reading these days.

Because that comic has had a profound influence on Natsume Sonoko, everything she thinks of has gone a little awry recently, but I don't think she's drawn wrong.

Just when Natsume Sonoko was hesitating, Teacher Xiao Meng took the pen from Natsume Sonoko's hand and retouched several parts of her face. In an instant, the style of painting changed greatly.

"That's right, Natsume-chan, are you drawing a comic?"

Teacher Xiao Meng said helplessly. Natsume Sonoko drew the criminal with sharp edges, which was obviously not realistic.

"That's right, I think so too." Natsume Sonoko looked at the joint work of the two and nodded in approval. Teacher Xiao Meng was really amazing. She could still clearly remember the appearance of the two criminals.

“Are they the two?” Kamijou Touma seemed to be lost in his memories, thinking carefully about the people he had met recently.

"There is."

As if he had an idea, Kamijou Touma hit his other open hand hard with his fist, then took out his mobile phone to take a picture.

When it comes to the people in Academy City, it can be said that Tsuchimikado Motoharu is popular everywhere. The girl with blue hair and earrings who works in a nearby bakery is also doing well.

“Done, call it a day.” Kamijou Touma carefully took a picture of the two people in the picture with his cell phone.

During this period, there were no incidents of mobile phones running out of battery or screens being accidentally broken, so it was relatively safe.

"Sent successfully." As if he had achieved some remarkable accomplishment, this unlucky high school senior showed a look of joy.

It has been a long time since the bicycle incident, and Natsume Sonoko has almost gotten used to taking the school bus and the train on time.

But what was very concerning was that when I was taking the tram back, I actually saw through the tram window a strange man sitting on a telephone pole, thinking about something.

This strange man was wearing a white school uniform, a red jacket, and a white headscarf on his head. He sat solemnly on top of a narrow electric pole, as if he was using his willpower to endure the scorching heat nearby.

"There are so many weirdos in Academy City."

Sitting on the tram, Natsume Sonoko, who had not a single wrinkle on her body and maintained the good upbringing of a young lady, complained silently.

In fact, being a young lady is not easy. You have to get up and eat on time every day, learn a lot of things in class, be good at manual work, be proficient in multiple languages, and behave in accordance with the rules of etiquette. There is also a fierce warden in the dormitory.

In such a harsh environment, Natsume Sonoko felt that it was amazing that she could still hold on.

"Really? Has the fantasy hand become so rampant?"

While casually browsing a website on her mobile phone, Natsume Sonoko was a little surprised to see a large number of related posts in the website forum.

There are not only popular science posts about the Fantasy Hand, but also replies about the ability improvement after using it. There are also endless replies such as various requests to buy it, and the original poster asking for sharing.

This popularity almost squeezed out all other urban legends. The theme page of Natsume Sonoko's mysterious machine that controlled the weather had long been sunk into some corner because someone had no intention of keeping it popular.

[After using the Fantasy Hand, my ability started to improve from level 2, which was especially obvious in the past few days. It has been greatly improved on the basis of the current level 4.]

[Significant effect, lv0 directly upgraded to lv3]

【...】

"Is this true? Is the ability of the Fantasy Hand so exaggerated? This seems a bit too much." Natsume Sonoko looked through the various comments, her head full of strange thoughts.

....Ordinary dividing line....

"Hey, this is an antipyretic. Has classmate Uiharu caught a cold?"

Natsume Sonoko was so surprised to hear the news that even the chocolate shaved ice in her hand no longer tasted good.

To be honest, she can't stand any illness or pain.

"Well, she has a cold and took the day off from class today. I'll go get her some medicine later." Saten said, holding a bag of medicine in one hand and a cup of shaved ice in the other.

Since someone always treats everyone to shaved ice, it seems that everyone has recently become accustomed to buying a cup of shaved ice.

"Kuroko, did you know that Hatsuharu-san is sick?" Senior Misaka sat on the bench and glanced at Shirai-san who was sitting next to her like a lady.

"Onee-sama, I went to visit Uiharu-san right after class today."

"Also, the workload of the Discipline Committee has increased greatly recently. Hatsuharu has to stay up late at night. Maybe that's why she accidentally caught a cold." Shirai sighed and said helplessly.

"Although Hatsuharu herself said that there was nothing serious, I was still worried about leaving her alone in the dormitory." Classmate Saten beside her said with some concern.

"In that case, let's go visit Hatsuharu-san together." Natsume Sonoko slowly put down the shaved ice in her hand, nodded and suggested seriously.