Even if I transform, I will never be captured.

Misaki Shokuhou is walking on her way to a dessert shop.

As one of the seven Level 5 espers in Academy City, and the leader of the largest faction at Tokiwadai Middle School, Misaki Shokuhou truly lives up to her queenly reputation, commanding respect and influence throughout Academy City.

However, with so much popularity gathered, there are also considerable limitations.

For example, in order to maintain her image, she had to accept the well-intentioned requests of the faction members, and her daily sugar intake was strictly controlled within a certain range.

Although it was very difficult for the queen who loved sweets, she persevered, after all, maintaining a good figure was for that one person.

However, there are times when people can't control themselves. Given a suitable reason, Misaki Shokuhou will use her abilities to distract other faction members and choose to indulge herself.

"..."

Just walking down the street in a very ordinary manner, countless eyes were drawn to her, and Misaki Shokuhou couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

"So why would I agree to such a thankless and exhausting request?"

While her perfect appearance was one of the reasons that attracted attention, the bigger reason was obviously that the girl had spoken as a student representative in the stands before.

"pi"

The faint sound of a remote control button being pressed was followed by everyone turning their heads away as if they were ignoring Misaki Shokuhou.

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"Isn't this better?"

However, a voice still rang out: "If you can attract attention in the open, my actions in the shadows will be much easier."

The voice came from behind, and it was a man with a slicked-back blond hairstyle and a rather fierce-looking face.

"You actually ask your employer to do this and that? You really know how to do some annoying things."

Misaki Shokuhou, with a light step and without turning her head, casually asked:

"So, the reason you specifically requested to meet with me this time is about your sisters... What are the results of your investigation into them?"

The man said bluntly, "Whether the information is true or false, you already knew the moment you saw me, didn't you?"

"Fufu, you really do have quite the keen insight!"

Misaki Shokuhou turned around gracefully, smiled sweetly, and between her rosy lips and teeth, she was lightly biting a remote control.

That's right, the moment the man appeared, Misaki Shokuhou used [Mental Control] on him—even though the man was now her ally.

This is Misaki Shokuhou's way of dealing with people. After experiencing too much intrigue and backstabbing, she finds it hard to trust others anymore. Even the members of her faction have mostly been brainwashed by her.

In this world, there is only one person you can truly trust without reservation.

With this certainty in mind, Misaki Shokuhou turned her head back, just as a passerby who had been blocking her view walked past.

And so, in the vast sea of ​​people, Misaki Shokuhou spotted the person she had been longing for day and night.

That person was burying her head in the chest of the third Railgun.

Click!

Misaki Shokuhou, who is completely hopeless at sports, crushed the remote control in her hand with her bare hands.

Author's Note:

P.S. The recent chapters have been mostly setup, so they might have been a bit boring. I'm really sorry... I didn't want to write so much setup either, but I had to, because many characters will appear in this volume, including some new ones, so I had to make things clear, otherwise it would be confusing...

P.S. 2. Although Honglian will try her best to create original content, there will still be some elements from the manga, so please don't spoil it if you've read the manga.

Chapter 162 Satella - Enjoying Life

"Alas!"

Satella suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, and she shivered involuntarily, craning her neck and looking around in a panic.

"Satella, are you alright?"

Misaka Mikoto looked at Satella with a worried expression. The two of them had just been chatting when a soccer ball flew over and hit Satella on the back of the head... Could it have made her stupid?

"Hmm, it's nothing."

Satella shook her head. It seemed she had been overthinking things... But that made sense. Academy City was so big, and Misaki Shokuhou didn't like shopping, so how could such a low probability event as bumping into her on the street possibly happen?

With that thought, Satella felt relieved. She bent down and picked up the culprit, the soccer ball. Her little face was instantly filled with anger. She decided to teach the owner of the soccer ball a lesson!

Because of this soccer ball, she crashed into Misaka Mikoto's chest with a loud "thud," it felt like hitting a steel plate, it hurt terribly!

—That's what I think.

"Sorry, sister, I accidentally kicked the soccer ball over here." A little boy ran over breathlessly, looking up at Satella: "Sister, you're so pretty."

"Haha... It's okay, it doesn't hurt anyway. Here, take the ball, remember to be careful next time."

Satella patted the little boy's head, returned the ball to him, waved goodbye with a smile, then turned to look at Misaka Mikoto and sighed, "Kids these days really have sharp eyes."

(Kids these days are really cunning.)

Misaka Mikoto turned her head away, rolled her eyes like a dead fish, and then turned back to look at Satella with a strange gaze.

"what's wrong?"

Satella felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. She couldn't help but touch her face. Hmm, it was smooth and clean. Looking down at herself, she noticed that the zipper on her jeans was also carefully zipped up. She was clearly a beautiful girl with no flaws. Why was Misaka Mikoto looking at her like that?

"Um..." Misaka Mikoto asked with some confusion, "By the way, why aren't you wearing a gym uniform? I remember you're a student at a high school, right? Don't you have to participate in the sports meet?"

"Alas!"

"Could it be that you've made up some excuse to be lazy?"

"No! I didn't! That's all, I have things to do, goodbye!"

Satella ran away in a flash.

She was truly lightning fast. After giving herself the Burner buff, Satella was even faster than Liu Xiang with a rocket stuck in his butt. All that could be seen was a cloud of dust before she disappeared without a trace.

……

……

"Are you going to chase after her?" Standing behind a pillar, the blond man asked Misaki Shokuhou, "It's obvious you care a lot about that child, isn't it?"

“Hehe…” Misaki Shokuhou smiled expressionlessly: “Not for now. Can she really escape? It’s easier for me to make some arrangements if she’s in the shadows.”

"At this critical juncture, it's best not to get distracted by other things."

The blond man wanted to say that, but his intuition told him that he would probably die if he spoke, so he chose to remain silent.

"call……"

Misaki Shokuhou took a deep breath, forcing herself to look away from the spot where Satella had disappeared.

"Now that they've started, we need to hurry up too."

Turning around, his long golden hair cascaded in a graceful arc as the fifth-ranked monster of Academy City declared without hesitation:

"Misaka Sister #9982 has been captured!"

……

……

Just as Misaki Shokuhou was about to begin a certain action, Satella was strolling around with her hands in her pockets.

The reason Satella fled Misaka Mikoto in such a panic was because she was worried that Misaka Mikoto's sense of justice would lead her to call the Daihasei Festival organizing committee or a certain high school, which would force Satella to attend the Daihasei Festival.

Kosatella has no desire to participate in the Daihasei Festival!

To put it simply, the so-called Daihasei Festival is just a school sports meet, right?

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Although it's a bit bigger in scale, has a bit more events, and is a bit more fun, it's still essentially a sports meet.

It's impossible for Satella to participate in the sports meet; she'll never participate in a sports meet in her life.

In her past life, unless it was a group project she had to participate in, she was always just a spectator.

Do not!

They weren't even spectators, since the so-called sports meet was a rare holiday for the students!

Satella is now fully enjoying the happiness of her vacation.

Today she was wearing a short-sleeved hoodie with a cartoon bear pattern on the chest, and the pockets were all connected in front of her stomach.

Satella casually tucked her hands inside her clothes, looking not only relaxed but also incredibly cute. As she walked by, many people stared in disbelief.

"Staying at home" and "shopping" seem like two completely unrelated keywords, but Satella had been cooped up in the office for too long, and now she wanted to get out and breathe some fresh air.

Moreover, it's currently the Daihasei Festival, and those unscrupulous merchants in Academy City have come up with all sorts of interesting products to swindle money from tourists.

Wow! We've found a rare item!

Satella was wandering aimlessly when she passed a shop and something inside immediately caught her eye.

"Guatai!"

Satella recognized the green amphibian pendant dressed in sportswear at a glance.

"And it's a Daihasei Festival limited edition!"

Those who haven't read "A Certain Magical Index" or "A Certain Scientific Railgun" might not understand: it's just a frog keychain, right? Even if it's a limited edition, it doesn't have much value, does it?

Indeed, the value of the frog keychain itself is not high, and most normal people would disdain such items aimed at young children.

But if you knew the correct way to use this thing...

This will make a certain superpowered person (level 5) obey your every command!

As a Bilibili user on their way to the next match shuddered, Satella had already taken the Gekota keychain off the shelf and casually asked as she walked toward the counter:

"Boss, how much is this frog keychain?"

Perhaps because of the sweltering heat, the boss seemed listless, slumped over his desk, and weakly replied, "Eight thousand yen."

Satella didn't hear her clearly, so she leaned closer and asked again, "How much is one?"

The shop owner looked up and saw Satella's exquisite face, and his hormones immediately went out of control. He stammered, "Three thousand yen."