The Legend of Level 0 in Academy City

Beep!

"I feel like I've ruined something! That should be it, right? But how does Yinghua know about this?"

"No, I didn't know. After the angel fell, I was able to sense the presence of magic. I only noticed the abnormality when I arrived at the arena, so I came here specifically to check."

"Oh, I see!"

Touma Kamijou nodded, seemingly understanding.

"Hey! Shang, looks like you've already solved it! Well done, meow!"

Tsuchimikado Motoharu's voice suddenly rang out from behind them, and Inoue Eika and Kamijou Touma both turned around to look.

"Tsuchimikado, are you sure the spell has been dispelled?"

"Ah... since it was Inoue who sensed it, then it must be correct. By the way, Inoue, can you sense any other anomalies nearby?"

"Hmm... there's no one else but you."

Inoue Hideka didn't find the way Tsuchimikado Motoharu addressed as such particularly strange.

Although there are no memories of Tsuchimikado Motoharu, the fact that his phone number is saved in his phone suggests that they knew each other before.

"Hey! You guys! What are you plotting?!"

It was clearly the beautiful voice of a middle school girl, but Inoue Eika felt as if she were hearing a roar from hell. Her hair stood on end, and her stiff body involuntarily shivered.

"Um, um, um, um! I'm leaving the rest to you guys, Touma, Tsuchimikado! Ahhhhh! I'm running away now!!"

Without turning around, just by listening to the voice, Inoue Eika could tell who was behind her—it was Misaka Mikoto, who was inexplicably enraged.

The task is complete. It doesn't matter if the referee's only task is to blow the whistle and make decisions. At worst, she'll complain about it a bit afterward.

But faced with the terrifying Misaka Mikoto, Inoue Hideka made the wisest choice: to escape!

"You bastard! Stop right there!"

Chapter 235 The Grand Star Festival in Full Swing (7)

Misaka Mikoto shouted angrily and was about to chase after Inoue Eika.

But the arm that was waving in the air was grabbed, and then a very serious voice was heard.

"Misaka-san, the competition is still ongoing. If you run out of the arena, you will be immediately disqualified! Please act carefully!"

Fukiyori gave Misaka Mikoto a serious reminder, then glanced disapprovingly at Inoue Hideka, who had already almost disappeared from sight.

"I'll teach that guy a lesson later. How could he be so negligent in his work? Honestly!"

"Huh? Okay! By the way, you... know that idiot? Um, you guys..."

Her eyes darted around, and although she felt it was a bit abrupt to suddenly ask about their relationship, Misaka Mikoto just couldn't help asking.

Seriously! Why is that idiot surrounded by girls?!

"Inoue-san and I are just ordinary friends. May I ask, Misaka-san, can we start the match again?"

Seeing that Fukiyori seemed completely unconcerned, Misaka Mikoto breathed a small sigh of relief, then nervously said:

"No, no! I... I was just asking casually, I wasn't particularly concerned about your relationship. Ah! I have to go to the competition now, thank you!"

After saying that, he ignored the awkward standing to the side, Touma Kamijou and Motoharu Tsuchimikado, ran to the pole cage, picked up the rubber ball from the ground, and continued the game.

"So... Kamijou-kun... and Tsuchimikado-kun! Don't you need to explain to me when you transferred to Yuquan Middle School?!"

Upon seeing Misaka Mikoto return to the arena, Fukiyori Seiri turned to Kamijou Touma and Tsuchimikado Motoharu with a gloomy expression. She couldn't possibly put on a pleasant face for these two people who had disrupted the order of the arena and interfered with her work.

"Eh~~ This! That! Ahaha~~ There's a deep reason behind it~~ Anyway, Fukiyori, don't be angry!"

"Oh! Let Ah Shang explain the reasons to you. I'm off now, meow! I'll leave things here in your care, Ah Shang!"

With a relaxed and carefree expression, Tsuchimikado Motoharu naturally handed over the troublesome matter to Kamijou Touma, and like Inoue Eika, he ran away in a flash!

"Whoa! Tsuchimikado, this was your idea, wasn't it! Take responsibility for this, you bastard!"

Clutching his head, Touma Kamijou screamed in frustration, but Motoharu Tsuchimikado had already run further and further away, showing no intention of turning back to help.

"Hmph! You wait under the operations committee's tent. I'll hear your explanation after the competition is over! And don't even think about running away!!"

With a cold snort, Fukiyori forcibly dragged Kamijou Touma, who was trying to run away, toward the tent of the operations committee.

"Ah, what a misfortune!"

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The ball-throwing competition proceeded smoothly without any further incidents.

Finally, as expected, Tokiwadai Middle School's 20 students faced off against Yuquan Middle School's 200 students, ending the match with an overwhelming victory for Tokiwadai Middle School.

In the arena, Misaka Mikoto, who was leaving with her school's team, suddenly felt someone grab the hem of her clothes and turned around in confusion.

She is a very beautiful girl, about the same height as Misaka Mikoto, but more petite and curvaceous.

With her waist-length black hair and pretty features, she appears calm and delicate, inspiring a protective instinct in anyone who sees her, regardless of gender.

Misaka Mikoto knows this girl; she's a first-year student named Karuzawa Rie.

She has a level 3 telepathic ability and is said to be a frail girl. In this competition, she is only responsible for transmitting information.

"Qingze-kun? Is something the matter?"

Upon seeing that it was her junior, Misaka Mikoto gave a kind smile and asked softly.

"Um, Misaka-senpai, you know that referee from before, right?"

"Referee...? Oh! You mean that idiot... Well, I guess we know each other..."

Misaka Mikoto's expression was somewhat unnatural, and she said with feigned disdain.

"Well, could you introduce him to me, Misaka-senpai? He just saved me, and I think I should at least express my gratitude..."

The girl's voice was very pleasant, soft and delicate.

Judging from her hesitant tone, she seems to be more than just appearing weak; she must also have a rather frail personality.

"Hey?"

Upon hearing this, Misaka Mikoto's face stiffened.

Scratching his cheek, he didn't know how to react.

His instincts told him to reject the suggestion, but he couldn't bear to refuse such a delicate girl's request, so he looked away with a troubled expression.

"Um...I'm sorry..."

Seeing that Misaka Mikoto seemed to be in a difficult position, the long-haired girl timidly apologized. Her already weak appearance made her seem even more like she had been bullied. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her face was full of regret and apology.

"I shouldn't have made such an unreasonable request and put Misaka-senpai in a difficult position... I'm sorry..."

"No, no! No, no!"

Misaka Mikoto frantically waved her hands. Seeing the girl about to cry, she felt like a heinous sinner, a deep sense of guilt welling up inside her.

"No need to apologize, I... I didn't feel embarrassed at all. Well, I'll call him out sometime, and you two... you two can meet him!"

Saying things against her will, Misaka Mikoto forced a smile, feeling like she was about to cry now.

"Ah! Well, thank you so much, senior!"

"No, no problem, you're welcome! Oh, I have another match to play, so I'll be going now. Goodbye!"

Maintaining a smile as she bid farewell to the long-haired girl, Misaka Mikoto hurriedly quickened her pace and walked to the front of the group.

Then, his face suddenly darkened, but he didn't stop walking. Instead, his momentum was even stronger than before. He seemed to be surrounded by some ominous black aura as he strode forward, his fists clenched tightly together, as if he was trying to suppress the anger that was about to erupt.

Ugh! I'm so angry!!

What the hell is that bastard doing here?!

He acts like he's going to be a referee, but he's just here to show off and maybe even flirt with girls?!

No, no!

Showing off is secondary; seducing girls is the real business!

asshole!

Unforgivable!

He truly is a scumbag! A complete and utter scumbag!!

How dare you tarnish Saten's innocence!

I'll electrocute this guy so badly he can't take care of himself!

Let's see if he dares to harm innocent girls again!

"sister!"

The unique voice that suddenly rang out was lingering and evocative, but it made Misaka Mikoto forget her anger towards a certain bastard.

Immediately afterwards, just as I had imagined, I felt a sense of heaviness in my body.

Shirai Kuroko teleported onto Misaka Mikoto, wrapped her arms around her fair neck, and draped her entire body over her, continuing to speak in that seemingly affectionate and cheesy voice:

"Next up is Kuroko and Onee-sama's 'three-legged race,' and Kuroko even finished her patrol early to come see Onee-sama! Ah~~ Onee-sama must be just as excited as Kuroko to prove our love to everyone, right?"

"Expecting, my foot!"

Bilibili~~Bilibili~~

Crackling sounds!

"Oh my! My dear sister's loving whip~~ Ah!! It's still so intense~~"

At this moment, Misaka Mikoto had already left the campus of Yuquan High School and was standing on the bustling street.

Passersby turned to look at the scene, and a little girl who had come with her parents and was longing for adult life pointed at the two of them and asked her parents with an innocent look:

"Mom, are they a couple?"

"Hey! Don't point!"

The mother, looking on in surprise at Shirai Kuroko and Misaka Mikoto, realized her child had seen something inappropriate. She quickly pulled the little girl's finger back, and as if that wasn't enough, she covered the little girl's eyes and cried out:

"Don't look!"