Temperature Control in Academy City

At that time, she had seriously thought about the revenge measures she would take after finding the criminal for a long time.

"First, throw the person into the river and let him drink cold water for most of the day. Then, when the water is still wet, throw him on a treadmill and make him run for three hours without stopping. After running, let him stand there shivering in the wind. It would be best if you could also let him eat a bucket of ice cream at this time."

"Oh, and the ice cream can't be something delicious like strawberry or chocolate. It has to be at least herring, green pepper, or garlic flavored."

"When they catch a cold, they don't send them to the hospital. Instead, they take them directly to the security building and hand them over to the teachers."

With her eyebrows slightly raised, Natsume Sonoko couldn't help but mutter something, and her tone already had a serious tone.

Even though her plan still didn't seem very good, it was a significant improvement over sending them directly to the security building.

The girl with the bun has a very strong desire for revenge. She looks honest at ordinary times, but in fact, she will be exposed immediately when she meets someone she doesn't like.

The growth of personal reality and ability has exacerbated this phenomenon. Until now, she still holds on to a certain white-haired person and still thinks that the other party is a very bad guy. Although the white-haired person has reconciled with Misaka sisters, Natsume Sonoko may remember it for many years.

In this regard, a certain god who turned into a cat doll was much luckier and caught the bun-haired girl's mind in time.

Before the deep-rooted first impression of the bun-haired girl was formed, the favorability level was successfully transformed from a negative value to near zero.

"Ah, Sonoko wants to do this."

"There's nothing special about the other events, but considering how fragile Mitsuari-san is, can she last three hours on the treadmill? I think she can last only thirty minutes... No, maybe ten minutes."

"Well...and if you want to sweat, the dance machine seems to be good, so after running, let Mitsuari dance for three hours. After all, I'm not a demon, so after running, let Mitsuari take a five-minute break."

With a smile on her lips, Shokuhou Misaki looked at the bun-haired girl in front of her with a doting look.

After a while, the golden girl turned her head to Mitsuari Aiyu who was also listening nearby, winked subconsciously, and then playfully made a V-sign.

Hey, why do I suddenly want to watch Mitsuari-san dance? Is this some weird adolescent syndrome?

She remembered that the arcade store that Misaka often went to had a dance machine. Or maybe it would be nice to have one in the faction's activity room, so that Mitsuari could use it in the future.

Obviously, no matter what Natsume-san planned to do, Shokuhou Misaki would not choose to stop her. Her own Sonoko had enough sense of propriety and would not do anything beyond the limit.

Just now, Sonoko and Sogiita Gunha fought so fiercely, but in fact, most of the damage was caused by Sogiita Gunha's side. With the previous experience of destroying underground water pipes many times, Sonoko has become more and more restrained.

This is actually true. Although his eyes were injured, he couldn't think of any bad way to retaliate.

What bad intentions could a junior high school girl have?

As for liking to throw people into the trash can, can it be considered as having a bad heart?

"Dancing machine?"

Natsume Sonoko was slightly stunned, thought for a moment and nodded.

It turns out that Shokuhou-senpai has this kind of hobby. This is really unexpected information.

However, Natsume Sonoko immediately understood the reason why Shokuhou-senpai told her the culprit of the school attack. It seemed that Shokuhou-senpai wanted to take the culprit into custody herself, and she was asking for her opinion.

Even though he was still furious, he took the initiative to respond to what Shokuhou-senpai had said before.

However, Natsume Sonoko didn't understand why the criminal senior was not handed over to the security teachers. Maybe Shokuhou senior had some ideas.

"If you want this criminal to go back to Tokiwadai to study, I agree."

"But the criminal senior must apologize to everyone affected by the attack, not just me, but also the students who were controlled by the criminal senior."

"Most importantly, the prisoner-senpai must also help rescue Miss Ghost's memory."

Natsume Sonoko thought carefully for a long time before she walked up to senior Mitsuari Ayumu and stared at her surprised face with her big eyes that were filled with anger.

This is the second time this has happened. The last time they chose to reconcile with the God, Natsume Sonoko also asked the fat cat to apologize and provide treatment to all those affected.

As soon as Natsume Sonoko finished her words, Shokuhou-senpai began to observe Mitsuari Ayumu's reaction with great anticipation.

It really has the style of a garden in every aspect.

But what was a bit disappointing was that Mitsuari Aiyu remained silent as before, and the surprised look on her face did not last long before she returned to her quiet state.

It's really funny.

If she cared about school, she wouldn't have abandoned everything and chosen to sink to the bottom of the lake.

Everything mentioned by the two super-powered people in front of her seemed to her to be nothing but a meaningless farce. Her thoughts slowly drifted away, and she no longer cared about what her future would be like.

Mitsuari Aiyu's thoughts have not changed much during this period of time. She just silently cooperates with Shokuhou Misaki to save Chiyo's memory.

At least after the failure of his experiment to save everyone's souls, he could still get something to comfort them.

"Mitoshi, you don't have the right to choose. A loser should have the consciousness of a loser."

"And those people you said you wanted to save in your plan are all in Tokiwadai Middle School. Why are you unwilling to face them properly?"

"Is it because I took away all your places to stay, or is it because you are one of the people you want to save? The one who is unwilling to give up the wish to become a psychic is probably you, Mitsuari-san."

Shokuhou Misaki put her finger on her chin and whispered in Mitsuari Ayumu's ear.

If the person who successfully obtained the resources was Mitsuari Ayumu, she might have been executed in the dark by Academy City and was lying in the cemetery of the Tenth District.

You are not qualified to survive in such an environment, Mitsuari-san. What the adults want is never a person with super powers of psychological system, but a machine that can't think or resist.

As soon as Shokuhou Misaki finished her words, Mitsuari Ayumu clenched her fists tightly.

Do you know how much the people who built the house at that time paid for it?

Just as she was about to say something in retort, something heavy pressed down on Mitsuari Ayu's body.

"Okay, Sonoko."

"I agreed on behalf of Mitsuari-san. As for the small revenge measures that Sonoko mentioned earlier, I accepted all of them on Mitsuari-san's behalf, except for the one about sending them to the security building."

With the enthusiasm of a young girl on her face, Shokuhou Misaki reached out and hugged Mitsuari Ayumu's shoulders very intimately. Even Senior Sister Hokaze beside her showed an envious look.

"Does the one about the dance machine count?"

Fanfeng Runzi, who was standing nearby, asked with some concern.

The Queen and the others seemed to have discussed the Dance Dance Revolution for a long time just now.

"Of course."

Natsume Sonoko and Shokuhou Misaki spoke at the same time.

Chapter 700: Saten Ruiko and Flanda

Walking out of a game arcade store in the seventh school district, a girl named Misaka Mikoto stuffed all the unused game coins into her pocket.

As the exclusive ammunition for the Railgun, this unknown game arcade store has endured too much.

“That guy is so annoying!”

Misaka Mikoto clenched the coin in her hand tightly, gritted her teeth and said something angrily, as if she was about to fire a railgun at some golden girl who liked to pretend.

I really can't stand that guy. There's nothing likable about him from beginning to end.

Not only does she have an extremely bad personality, but her taste is also all about tacky golden outfits and some weird ladylike habits. I really don't know where this arrogant noble lady came from.

And today she even called me out of the blue and said things like, 'Oh my, Misaka-san is no longer needed here,' and 'That's a bit disappointing, it seems like Misaka-san hasn't been of any use at all,' and other things that made me angry and upset.

If possible, she would never have anything to do with the other party, even if they had experienced the incident of Kihara Gensei together.

I don’t know how Natsume-san tolerates the other person.

"But then again, has the previous campus attack been resolved? No, according to the security guards, it was probably an incident of technology abuse at Tokiwadai."

Misaka Mikoto lowered her head and looked at some colorful cards still being sold on the roadside, thinking with some suspicion in her heart.

Shokuhou Misaki suddenly told herself that she didn't need to follow Hojo Shizugo anymore, and she took the initiative to check and found that the doctor did not come to work today. Did something happen after she finished following him last night?

In short, this Bilibili girl felt confused.

Exhaling lightly, Misaka Mikoto felt that she needed to find the golden girl after school tomorrow to find out what happened.

But at this time, her attention began to focus on the cards not far away.

There are still many small vendors selling Indian playing cards in the Academy City, and in the back alleys of many streets, there seem to be some so-called "taboo" cards circulating. The popularity of these cards has not changed because of the arrest of a certain chocolate-haired girl, but has become more and more intense.

This trend won't last much longer, Misaka Mikoto couldn't help but think.

Kuroko and Hatsuharu are now investigating information related to Indian Poker. It was found that the fire that broke out in the park was caused by someone who made a potion that could make cherry blossoms bloom in autumn based on the knowledge in Indian Poker.

Because confidential information was leaked through this card in the Gakusha Garden, and there was an abuse incident inside Tokiwadai, the five discipline committees inside the Gakusha Garden also began to take action to restrict the circulation of the cards.

However, since the security department has not officially issued an order banning the circulation of such cards, there are still small vendors on the market who openly sell the cards.

But Misaka-senpai feels that this may just be a means for the security teachers to paralyze the real mastermind behind the scenes. Only if Indian Poker remains popular will it be possible to follow the clues and catch the guy behind the scenes.

"Hey, is that Saten-san?"

Standing there and looking towards the other side of the road in surprise, Misaka Mikoto couldn't help but mutter.

A girl in a Zhachuan Junior High School uniform was walking on the road carrying a large shopping bag. Next to her was a girl with long blond hair and a beret on her head, who looked like a foreigner.

"Blonde again?"

"But it seems familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere."

Misaka Mikoto frowned, thinking hesitantly.

It seems that like Natsume Sonoko, she also has some face-blindness problems when it comes to foreigners, and she couldn't remember them for a moment.

However, her attention was immediately drawn to the other person's golden hair that was held down by a beret, which reminded her of a golden girl who made her extremely unhappy.

I'm still angry about that guy!

"Hey, Saten-san, are you making mackerel curry today too?"

Senior Sister Severon asked with concern, her hands dancing uncontrollably and an eager expression on her face.

A happy smile gradually appeared on her face, as if she was already thinking about what it would be like to eat that delicious mackerel curry.

The last time I ate the curry made by Saten was a week ago. Today, I finally had time to ask Saten out again.

It is true that you can never judge a person by his appearance. This ordinary-looking junior high school girl actually has such amazing cooking skills. She is simply an indispensable talent in this world.

This world is great.

Flanda Severon was such a happy girl. If there was any mackerel curry left over, she might be able to pack a portion for Fremea.

Then again, Fremea's teeth seemed to be getting worse.

Would it be bad to continue eating sweet things?

"Hehehe, today we're not making curry. We're making the latest beauty recipe - mackerel and vegetable soup."

"By the way, Senior Severon, you seem to be quite busy lately."

Riri Saotome carried the bag full of spoils with some difficulty, and finally freed her hands to make a negative finger shaking gesture.

"Is it mackerel and vegetable soup? If it's from Saten-san, it shouldn't taste bad."

There was a slight hesitation on Flanda's face; she originally thought it was curry.

However, out of trust in Saten's cooking skills, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Also, I really don't have much free time during this period. It has something to do with the seniors in the club."

"Recently, I've been forced to work whenever I have time. As a result, I've been busy collecting information even during my sleep time. It's really hard work."

As if she had mentioned something bad, Flanders sighed slightly.

Ever since Mugino learned that a junior high school kid had plagiarized her information about atomic collapse, her mood has been getting worse day by day. Recently, she was furious and tore up a lot of subordinate organization members who were not doing their job well, causing the Anbu "tool" to have to recruit some subordinate organizations again.

It's so scary, Mugino is so scary when he's angry.

During this period of time, they were still planning to go to Tokiwadai on the way home from school to block that junior high school kid and let him know the consequences of angering high school seniors like them.

But the other party's confidentiality work is really good.

The direction between Tokiwadai and the Student Dormitory is fixed, but the guys from "Tools" have never been able to find any trace of the other party. They are indeed the most skilled hide-and-seek people in intelligence.

It is not easy for ordinary people to find each other, and even Takitsubo's aim force field tracking has problems.

According to Takitsubo, the aim field released in real time by the junior high school kid showed some strange blockage phenomena, as if some instrument interfered with the normal release of the aim field, resulting in the possibility of only being able to find traces of the opponent's aim field after a period of time.

Chapter 701: Hatsuharu Kuri and Victorian-style teacup

Although she kept saying that the other party was a junior high school kid, Flanda was well aware of the huge gap between herself and the eighth place.

The other party's intelligence in the Anbu was updated many times in succession, and just the part that Frenda knew was enough to be surprising.

Even though she was defined as a level 4 ability user in this universe, her ability was only at the ordinary level of being able to take out an arsenal from under her skirt. She was not comparable to that humanoid disaster.