Temperature Control in Academy City

"Misaka-senpai is really popular." Natsume Sonoko thought, with some longing and yearning in her eyes.

"It's started, it's the violin solo." Hatsuharu said excitedly, and Shirai, who was sitting next to her, couldn't help but straighten his body.

At this time, a figure wearing a white evening dress had appeared on the stage, with a white ribbon tied on her brown hair and a violin in her hand. She walked to the front of the stage with confidence.

With a slight bow to everyone, Misaka-senpai, who was wearing a white dress, placed the violin on her shoulder. She exuded an elegant temperament, just like a white swan.

As expected of Her Highness the Princess of Tokiwadai.

....Dividing line....

The midsummer festival is over and everything is back to normal.

Getting up at sunrise and going to bed at sunset is still the most normal life.

There is a big cake in Natsume Sonoko's dormitory, which is the leftover from yesterday's handmade cake exhibition.

Since there were a lot of cakes, in addition to giving one to Index and the others, Natsume Sonoko also took one.

【Mr. Kiyama, I will come over at noon. 】

After sending a message to Teacher Kiyama, Natsume Sonoko put on her shoes and prepared to leave, and put the research institute ID card in her pocket.

Natsume Sonoko wanted to visit the children who had just woken up from a coma, and sent the cake to them as a gift.

Chapter 108: Backbone

I was holding a cake box the size of a computer case, but I didn't feel much weight.

A miniature wind tunnel was unfolding under the cake box, and from time to time a weak airflow would mess up Natsume Sonoko's hair. The cake box was something Natsume Sonoko asked for in her own restaurant, and it was just big enough to put the entire cake in.

The cake is very big, more than enough for a dozen children.

Standing in front of the tram station, Natsume Sonoko was waiting for the tram to arrive somewhat bored.

Because of the cake, Natsume Sonoko felt that it was a little inconvenient to ride a bicycle or be a white cylinder, as it would be bad if she accidentally bumped into something.

Fortunately, the price of the tram is very cheap, only one-third of the normal bus price, and even poor people like Natsume Sonoko can afford it.

"In a little over a week, it will be the day to distribute the scholarships." While silently calculating the days for distributing the scholarships, a ray of light appeared in Natsume Sonoko's eyes. The name of this ray of light is hope.

"The tram is coming."

Finally, the somewhat late train arrived, and Natsume Sonoko's spirits were visibly lifted.

The sound of the tram whistle had already been heard, and at this moment some problems occurred on the platform, which immediately brought Natsume Sonoko's thoughts back.

"Hurry up, someone has fallen onto the track."

"Hurry and grab my bag."

"You're crazy. You'll be caught in the tram, too."

Screams came one after another, and it seemed that someone had fallen onto the tram tracks twenty meters away.

The tram tracks are much lower than the platform ground, and it is very difficult to climb back up if you fall down.

"The unexpected happened again."

Natsume Sonoko was a little surprised, but the thoughts in her head were faster than the surprised expression that appeared.

Her ability immediately covered the area around the tram station, and the thermal information of everyone around her was transmitted to her brain in an instant.

Natsume Sonoko did not stand idly by. It can be said that it was a simple act that could have avoided an accident and would not have affected the normal operation of the station.

An icy hand appeared on the track, growing out from the bottom, and instantly lifted the man from under the track to the same height as the platform ground.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and leave."

Natsume Sonoko looked at the guy standing stupidly on the ice with some dissatisfaction. He only needed to take one or two steps to get back to the platform from the track.

However, perhaps because he was frightened or his legs were weak, the guy who looked like a high school student was still unable to react.

Seeing that the train was about to arrive at the station, Natsume Sonoko did not hesitate and was about to blow him back to the platform, but the guy who looked like a high school student suddenly disappeared from Bing's hand.

Soon, the ice hand shattered with a snap, as if it had endured pressure that it should not have endured.

The next second, the tram roared into the tram station.

When they appeared again, a boy in a red jacket and white sportswear was holding the high school student in one hand and appeared on a cable line above the tram station in an instant.

"Everyone, look, there's someone there."

"It seems to be the seventh."

There was some commotion among the crowd. Some people seemed to know the boy in the red jacket and the white cloth tied on his head, which made him very recognizable.

In fact, among ordinary students, the seventh one has a greater reputation than other lv5s. The specific reason can be attributed to his daily willingness to help others, and his appearance is also particularly cool and passionate.

"It was such a fast speed that I could only capture an illusory energy afterimage."

The afterimages almost covered Natsume Sonoko's senses. The heat dissipation of the human body could no longer be used as a basis, and the location could not be determined at all.

Natsume Sonoko was a little surprised. She had already taken everything around her into her mind, but even with her calculation and resolution abilities, she could not easily capture the trajectory of the man's movement. Only at the moment before he stood on the cable did the heat finally form a fixed human figure.

In fact, heat capture does have a certain effect, but Natsume Sonoko's current heat perception is still relatively primitive, and it has not reached the level to capture these high-speed moving entities.

If you want to have the ability to capture high-speed moving objects, then in addition to computing power, you need at least an extremely efficient calculation formula that can capture the slightest heat changes.

Natsume Sonoko looked towards the boy in the red jacket. The high school student in his arms seemed to be in a bad condition. He opened his mouth wide and breathed the air with difficulty. His face turned red due to the pressure of the air. After all, not everyone can withstand ultra-high-speed movement.

Even if it was Natsume Sonoko, at this speed, if she was carried a few hundred meters without any protection, there would be a 90% chance that she would die on the spot, and a 10% chance that she would comprehend the rules of air flow on the spot and become the legendary Mahayana monk.

The boy in red jumped down from the cable and happened to land around Natsume Sonoko.

A wave of wind and dust immediately arose on the ground, like a shock wave.

These air currents caused Natsume Sonoko's cake box to swing continuously, instantly destroying someone's updraft. Natsume Sonoko almost dropped the cake to the ground, and the cake inside was also deformed due to the violent shaking.

And because of the air flow, Natsume Sonoko watched her skirt rustling, and hurriedly used her ability to control the air flow around her, and finally prevented her skirt from flying up at the critical moment.

If Newton saw this, he would probably shed tears of relief.

Fortunately, there were no other girls near Natsume Sonoko, so there was no scene of girls screaming.

"What are you doing? This person is so annoying."

Natsume Sonoko looked at the guy next to her with some exasperation, wondering if she didn't know that she made a lot of noise. Fortunately, her skirt was fine.

"Don't give up easily. Even in the face of pain, you must show your courage!"

The seventh-ranked boy in Academy City, Sogiita Gunha, grinned with his white teeth and put down the high school student who was about to collapse.

However, the high school student did not seem to be infected by his courage. He staggered and fell to the ground as soon as he landed, followed by a burst of dry heaves.

"What a fragile bone."

Sogiita Gunba raised his head slightly to the sky, and had no intention of forcing anyone else.

"Hello, classmate, can I communicate with you for a moment?"

Sogiita Gunha's ears twitched slightly, and he turned around to see Natsume Sonoko who looked unhappy.

"Sorry, that was an oversight on my part."

After a friendly exchange and negotiation, Sogiita Gunha showed an embarrassed smile on his face, scratched the back of his head and said.

"It doesn't matter. You're trying to save people, too."

Natsume Sonoko's tone has softened. She found that although the person in front of her spoke in a strange way, he was very easy to talk to. She suddenly felt like someone was bullying an honest child.

He doesn't feel like level 5 at all, but rather like a model student.

Of course, this is not referring to grades, but he seems to be overly enthusiastic, and his whole body exudes an aura as hot as fire.

"Then as compensation, if there is anything I can help you with, please let me know." Sogiita Gunha nodded vigorously and spoke seriously.

"No compensation is needed." Natsume Sonoko shook her head.

"But if it's convenient, could you give me a contact phone number?"

Natsume Sonoko said hesitantly that it was indeed a bit strange for a girl to ask a boy for his phone number, but it was a rare opportunity.

"phone number?"

Sogiita Gunha was a little hesitant.

"I don't use my phone often so I don't carry it with me. As for the number?"

"Actually, I don't remember either. The first number seems to be 1." Sogiita Gunba tried hard to recall, crossing his arms over his chest and frowning.

The tram started to move gradually, and the scenery outside the window kept receding like a sticker. After three stops, I finally arrived at the stop where I was supposed to get off.

Natsume Sonoko was walking with the cake in her hand, thinking about what had just happened with Sogiita Gunba. It was a pity that she didn't get the phone number in the end.

It turns out that there are people in this world who don’t remember their own cell phone numbers.

Before she knew it, Natsume Sonoko had saved a lot of people's phone numbers in her phone. When it comes to the breadth of her social network, Natsume Sonoko feels that she is a little expert among the students.

As if she had achieved some inexplicable achievement, Natsume Sonoko's mood improved slightly.

When they arrived at the Ghost Chasing Research Institute, Natsume Sonoko felt in her pocket and took out her ID card.

This research institute seemed to have few staff members, and its doors were closed even in broad daylight. It was also located in a remote area, at least in the Seventh School District. But no one would have imagined that such a research institute would have so many high-end equipment and instruments.

Chapter 109 Temporary Ward in the Research Institute

"Dip, verification passed."

Natsume Sonoko took out the card and swiped it on the card reader at the door, then glanced at the facial recognition machine twice, and then the anthropomorphic machine voice sounded.

The warning light above the gate turned green, and when Natsume Sonoko walked into the research institute, the gate behind her closed automatically.

Opposite the door is a narrow passage with fire protection windows on both sides. Looking up, you can also see several surveillance cameras.

After waving towards the camera, Natsume Sonoko slowly walked to the elevator.

The elevator slowly rose and soon arrived at the third floor.

"Wow, she's a big sister."

When the elevator door opened, Natsume Sonoko heard a scream and found a girl about the same height as Natsume Sonoko running over.

Suddenly I felt a tug and realized that my hand was already held by that girl.

The girl was wearing a hospital gown, her hair fell to her waist, she had big eyes and a smile on her lips.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Natsume Sonoko jogged all the way without breaking free from her hand, and was pulled to the temporary ward on the third floor of the institute.

"Um, do you know me?"

Natsume Sonoko was a little curious. Normally speaking, this would be the first time she met them.

"I don't know him." The girl paused and shook her head slightly.

"But Mr. Kiyama just told me that a very nice older sister will come to visit us today."

With a serious look on her face, the girl tilted her head and said that she was always willing to believe what Teacher Mushan said.

Although the teacher is very dull and introverted, and doesn't even have a boyfriend at her age, she can only stand there stupidly, at a loss when she is teased by the troublemakers in the class.

But the teacher will definitely do what he says. It was like this before and it is like this this time.

“He’s a very nice person.”

Natsume Sonoko muttered to herself and suddenly blushed. It turned out that this was how Teacher Kiyama saw her.

Suddenly I became concerned about the title of "big sister". Judging from her age, the girl in front of me should be almost in junior high school, and might even be older than Natsume Sonoko.

However, considering the few years of slumber in between, their mental age is actually only eight or nine years old.

“By the way, what’s your name, big sister? My name is Edasaki Banri, big sister, you can call me Banri.” The girl thought for a moment and suddenly said happily.

"My name is Natsume Sonoko."

"Then I will call you Sister Sonoko."

Edasaki Banri smiled happily, she loved making new friends the most, no matter if they were teachers or everyone else, they were all her best friends.

It still feels a little weird to be called sister by someone who is almost the same age as me, Natsume Sonoko thought to herself.