Temperature Control in Academy City

"It's really a headache. It looks like Mugino is very serious."

When she thought of the brutal appearance of her club senior, Frenda couldn't help but get nervous.

The irritable Mai Ye Shen Li is completely different from his usual appearance. He usually looks very gentle.

Is it the same as myself? I have two completely different faces in the Anbu and in normal life. The guys in the Anbu cannot be viewed from a normal perspective at all.

"Is that so? Club activities for high school students are really hard."

After sighing for a while, Riri Saotome said with some concern.

She used to see many high school students wandering around on the streets, and occasionally she would see a boy with a hedgehog head appearing on the streets of the Seventh School District at various times. Only then did she feel that high school students seemed to have an easy life.

If you think about it this way, it may have something to do with the strictness of the school.

"That's right. I'm actually troubled too."

"The seniors in the club just don't care about the feelings of us juniors. They treat us like tools to be used at will every day."

After silently complaining a few words, Flanda nodded in agreement.

"By the way, Natsume-san was there when we had the mackerel curry. Should I call her and let her know? After all, I'm quite confident about the mackerel and vegetable soup this time."

"I remember that Natsume's club activities should be quite relaxing. He should have time now."

Feeling the heavy shopping bags in her hands, Riri Saotome suddenly thought of something.

In addition to her work as a discipline committee member out of interest, Natsume seems to have also joined a club called the Urban Legend Investigation Club at school.

Judging from the name, it should be a formal club, but Riri Saotome discovered that she had never seen Natsume actually investigating anything before.

But I heard that Natsume is always able to complete club activities successfully, so there may be some details that she doesn’t know.

"I don't think it's necessary at all."

"Maybe Natsume-san is busy with other things right now, so let's make an appointment in advance next time."

A look of panic suddenly appeared on Flanda's face, and she waved her hands hurriedly and said.

Although she really wanted to find out information about the eighth person, it didn't mean she had to contact him in person.

Just because the other party didn’t recognize me last time doesn’t mean I’ll be that lucky every time.

Although the most serious consequence of meeting the eighth person is to be taken to the security building, she does not want to leave a bad impression on Saten. For every friend in the surface world, Frenda cherishes her very much.

"Well, maybe next time."

With a thoughtful expression on her face, Riri Saotome gave up the idea after a while.

Yes, after all, it was an agreement between her and Franda, and it would not be a good idea to ask someone else to come over.

But before she finished her words, Flanda's cell phone suddenly rang.

"It can't be Mugino."

Franda subconsciously took out her cell phone from her pocket, thinking with a little hesitation.

If Mugino suddenly asked her to go back to the Anbu, she would miss the next mackerel and vegetable soup.

Fortunately, when Franda took out her mobile phone, she saw a name called "Ghana Shenhua" on the screen, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

That’s great, at least I don’t have to rush to work overtime.

"Sorry, sorry, let me take a call."

Flanda stuck out her tongue playfully before speaking.

If I didn't answer Ghana's call, he would probably start crying soon.

Obviously the other person is a boy, but he looks weaker than a girl.

"Moshimoshi, this is Flanda Severon..."

.....

“They have a really good relationship.”

"Is this Saten-san's new friend?"

Looking across the street, Misaka Mikoto, who was standing on the side of the road, was thinking thoughtfully.

I had originally been planning to go over and say hello to Saten-san, but I've been busy following Hojo Shizugo and haven't seen her for a while.

But at this time she became hesitant and thought it would be better for her not to run over and become a light bulb.

And judging from the person's attire, she should be a high school student. Misaka Mikoto felt that the average junior high school girl would not wear a miniskirt and stockings.

Even the annoying Shokuhou Misaki in her own school would only wear a pair of white over-the-knee socks with a lace spiderweb pattern, reflecting her maturity and age in some small details.

Oh my god, I'm thinking of that guy again!

"sister!!"

At this moment, an excited shout suddenly rang in Misaka Mikoto's ears.

The expression of surprise on a certain Bilibili girl's face had not yet faded, and the next second, her body suddenly sank, and a weight of dozens of kilograms fell on her like a stone. A pair of dishonest hands had climbed up to her lower abdomen, and she seemed to be able to hear the sound of saliva.

Hehehe, onee-sama! My onee-sama.

Is the perfume that Onee-sama is wearing today smells like licorice? Kuroko likes it very much.

There was almost no need to think, a deep black line appeared near Misaka-senpai's forehead, and some flashing blue electric lights appeared around her hair in an instant.

This situation has occurred frequently since I entered the second grade, and the accumulated pressure is about to burst.

Moreover, with the second Absolute Ability Plan that happened before, Misaka-senpai's power generation ability has been much stronger than before. Even her body has been transformed into something like a battery, which makes it easier to attract electrons in the environment.

With just a thought, she can unleash the same amount of electric shock as she did in her original serious state. In terms of controlling electric current, Misaka-senpai's ability has at least doubled.

"Blackie!"

As a burnt smell wafted into Misaka Mikoto's nose, a brown-haired girl with stiff hands and a perverted yet enjoyable expression on her face fell straight down on the busy street.

"Zizizizi~~~ (unstable electric current sound)"

"Hey, Shirai-san, are you okay over there?"

An earphone fell from near Shirai Kuroko's ear, and Hatsuharu's shy voice came out of it.

It seems that the voltage is deliberately controlled, or the quality of the headset itself is too good, as it can still be used normally at this time.

"Hmm? It's Uiharu-san."

Senior Misaka looked at Shirai Kuroko who was lying on the ground with some helplessness, then picked up the headset from the side.

"Good afternoon, Misaka-senpai."

On the other side of the headset, a girl with a wreath on her head carefully picked up the exquisite Victorian-style teacup that she had spent several months of scholarship money to buy.

She gently blew away some of the foam on the top of the teacup, then took a sip of the black tea in the cup, holding her face with one hand and smiling happily.

Chapter 702: Disciplinary Committee Member and Suspect 'Blue'

On a busy street in the Seventh School District, a brown-haired girl with a ponytail and wearing a discipline committee armband was lying on the ground, smoking all over.

One hand was tightly grasping the railing on the street, the expression on his face became more and more ferocious, and he was saying something like "I am so happy because of the whipping of my elder sister's love."

It seemed to have caused some unexpected commotion, and some enthusiastic people around had started to call the security guards' contact number, which also caused a Bilibili girl to blush and hurriedly explain something to those around her.

"Don't say anything incomprehensible."

The expression on her face became worse and worse. Misaka-senpai lowered her head and dared not look at the eyes of the people around her. She just pulled up Shirai Kuroko from the ground and ran towards the nearby alley entrance as if escaping.

I was just wandering around, why did I encounter such an embarrassing thing?

"Hey, Misaka-senpai, are you okay over there?"

"It looks like Shirai-san has caused you trouble again, Senior."

Just when I was away from the crowd, Hatsuharu's marshmallow-like voice came from the headset again.

Still looking a little distracted, Hatsuharu Shikiri, while providing remote support, took out a few neatly cut slices of lemon from her small cabinet and added them to the black tea with great anticipation.

Among the various gossips about young ladies that have been circulating in the Garden of Learning recently, it seems that the retro tea-brewing method of pairing black tea with lemon slices has become popular again.

"Really? This guy is getting more and more outrageous now."

"And it's in a place where there are so many people coming and going."

Sighing softly, Misaka-senpai glanced at Shirai Kuroko, who was being dragged behind her, with dissatisfaction, and then said with some complaint.

How should I put it, Kuroko is indeed a junior that she cares about, but sometimes she also causes her a lot of trouble.

The clothes I took off often disappeared, the shower gel and shampoo I bought were always used up within a few days, and I always found long hair that didn't belong to me near my pillow.

This junior schoolmate and roommate of mine seems to have been stimulated by something recently, and her behavior seems to be getting worse.

"Um, there was a misunderstanding this time, Misaka-senpai."

"Shirai-san at least worked hard for you today, and meeting you was just a coincidence."

At this time, the girl on the other side of the headset spoke again.

"Misaka-senpai already knows about the Indian Poker. We received a report earlier that someone was secretly spreading cards related to Misaka-senpai."

"According to what we know, the suspect this time is a talented Dreamer codenamed 'blue', and the cards he made are very popular. The cards made by the other party include not only Misaka-senpai, but also many well-known artists and weather forecasters in Academy City. Even Shokuhou Misaki-senpai from Tokiwadai seems to be among them."

"This kind of Indian poker involving specific people is already a violation of Academy City's public security regulations."

Hatsuharu Shikiri looked up the information on the computer and continued to speak after a while. The teacup in her hand was already on the cup holder, and she used her free hand to touch the edge of the teacup and keep it warm.

It seems that anyone who is famous is within the range of the 'blue' card making, and many celebrities have been troubled to varying degrees.

However, there is an exception: there is a girl with a bun who is very famous but almost unknown to most people. Because she attaches too much importance to her privacy, no personal video data of her was circulated even during the Daiba Star Festival.

Furthermore, even the Discipline Committee 177th Branch has begun to receive information about that 'blue'. It seems that it has been circulating within Academy City for a long time. It is said that it started to appear a few days after Indian Poker became popular.

The spread of this kind of cards is somewhat inconspicuous in the entire wave of Indian poker and is far less important than some leaks.

However, for their small branch, this was actually the most attractive thing for them, because a certain girl with brown hair and twin ponytails was quite indignant about it.

"I will never let this kind of behavior, Heizi, off the table."

"He actually secretly made cards related to Onee-sama. Kuroko must collect them all one by one and keep them in a safe to prevent anyone from taking them away."

After recovering from the electric shock, Shirai Kuroko, who had already developed a strong resistance to electric current, quickly recovered to full health and spoke with an indignant look.

"According to information obtained from some captured card holders, the suspect often hangs around the alleys and back streets of the Seventh School District, giving away cards for free."

"The specific description of her appearance is probably blue hair, she likes to wear earrings, she is about 1.8 meters tall, and she has squinty eyes..."

Shirai Kuroko unknowingly moved closer to her elder sister and began to describe the information she knew in a serious manner.

If the elder sister knew that I was working so hard to protect him, she would definitely look at Kuroko with a new respect.

"There is such a thing."

"And cards like this must be destroyed immediately, right?"

Her eyes widened involuntarily, and Misaka-senpai couldn't help but be surprised.

Then she noticed something unusual. She actually wanted to save the black one?!

So these cards must be unusual. It’s not just the use of one’s own portrait rights. Maybe they involve more strange things.

And since it is a card that even the black player is interested in, it would definitely be best to destroy it as soon as possible.

It’s so annoying. There’s no relaxing moment every day in Academy City.

"Misaka-senpai, I think so too."

Hatsuharu's face suddenly turned red, and she nodded silently in agreement.

"No, I feel a little angry no matter how I think about it. Kuroko, Uiharu, I will investigate with you this time."

Misaka-senpai held her chin in her hand and thought for a while, then her expression suddenly became aggressive.

"Hey, do you want to investigate with me, onee-sama?"

“It’s better for ordinary citizens to just watch from the sidelines.”

At this time, Shirai Kuroko became a little hesitant.

"Not just any citizen, but the person involved."

Fine flashes of electricity began to appear on Misaka-senpai's head.