I'm a Pokémon Master from School City (by mistake)

Therefore, when she says that, others genuinely believe she is very rich.

Of course, if we don't mention savings, Chiyo does seem to be quite wealthy.

Okay, let's not talk about that.

Such blatant flaunting of wealth certainly carries risks.

Some people can tell just by looking at Chiyo's school uniform that her ability level is at least LV3, making her the kind of person who's difficult to deal with.

Therefore, some people choose to back down.

But some people...

And sure enough, people started to gather around.

"Hey~ little sister, I heard you're going to a bar?" "Perfect, I know someone there." "We're thinking of going to a bar too, maybe we'll end up at the same one."

These people didn't seem to realize they were being lured into a trap.

Perhaps they realized it and wanted to take a gamble.

After all, they are not the same as they were in the past. With the backing of the Fantasy Master, these people are very willing to take a gamble in front of Chiyo.

Level 3 players aren't afraid, and even a large number of Level 4 players can overwhelm an elephant, unless they are Level 5.

There are only two Level 5s in Tokiwadai, so they can't be so unlucky as to run into one of them, right?

Chiyo observed the environment and the number of people.

Eight people.

With his back against the wall, he was surrounded by people on all sides. Four people guarded his left, right and front, forming a circle. Two people in the inner circle were responsible for provoking him, and two people in the outer circle were responsible for driving away passers-by and filling in for him.

What kind of situation is this now?

specialized?

Yes, that's true. It's definitely much more professional than a chaotic rush that makes the scene incredibly disorganized.

However, in Chiyo's eyes, this was nothing special.

The formation was loose, and although everyone in the team seemed to be doing their job, many of them were completely unprepared and treated her like meat on a chopping board before a winner was decided.

While seemingly well-coordinated, the team was actually riddled with flaws.

'Oh well, then I'll...'

Before Chiyo could make any real move, a hedgehog-headed creature suddenly appeared.

Without saying a word, he grabbed Chiyo's hand and said, "Ah~ I've been looking for you for ages, I never expected to find you here."

"I'm sorry...I'm so sorry~~~"

As he spoke, he pulled Chiyo out with an apologetic expression.

Kamijou Touma.

You could say he's a person who's both very individualistic and lacks individuality.

A very Japanese-style male protagonist.

Not handsome but extraordinary, the real-life version is probably someone who is quite ordinary yet stands out among the crowd, coupled with that spiky hairstyle.

Seriously, it's hard not to know them.

“Classmate.” Chiyo realized that her chakra was completely suppressed. Although the dream space was still there, it seemed that she could not take anything out of it.

She glanced at Touma's hand, which was gripping hers.

Well, like most protagonists in novels who transmigrate into the body of Misaka Sisters, I will probably meet Touma Kamijou in a scene similar to the first meeting between Misaka Mikoto and Touma Kamijou. And according to the timeline, this kind-hearted guy in this story, the future core member of Touma's faction, and the protagonist of the story is finally about to appear to save the delinquents.

What's next?

I can probably guess.

However, having come this far, Chiyo wouldn't let these people off the hook.

She pulled an armband from her pocket, waved it in front of Touma, and pretended not to recognize him, saying, "Entrapment, interested?"

Using oneself as bait, is that too much to ask?

"Forehead..."

Touma, he's numb...

"You..." Touma pointed incredulously at Chiyo's armband and said, "How could you possibly have such a thing? And is there really no problem with this kind of entrapment?"

No, huh...

Why does the middle school girl in front of me, who seems to be electrifying on Bilibili, seem different?

Shouldn't one be angry or something at this point?

When did she become a disciplinary committee member? And what's with this cold attitude?

And what about entrapment and other forms of entrapment?!

That seems to be illegal, doesn't it? How can you, with a body temperature of 39°C, talk about something below zero and seriously illegal?

Is it still done so openly and honestly?

"Your hand seems to be suppressing my abilities." Chiyo wanted to tease him but found that she couldn't quite pull off that tone and expression.

A helpless thought crossed my mind: 'Am I destined to be a stoic, expressionless saint for life? Am I destined to be a cold, aloof type?'

'Damn it!'

Feeling that she might not be suited to a style other than a poker face, Chiyo completely reverted to her cold demeanor and stated bluntly, "If you don't let go, I can consider it obstruction of law enforcement!"

"There's no need to doubt its authenticity."

Chiyo produced a pair of handcuffs as if by magic and said, "I promise you, if you keep holding my hand, I will have your teacher take you back to the disciplinary committee office here."

Then, in front of Touma Kamijou, he took out his flip phone, which looked very similar to the Motorola V8 flip phone, and dialed the disciplinary committee's emergency number.

"I am Misaka Chiyo, a disciplinary committee member of the Tokiwa Typhoon Disciplinary Committee. I am currently being attacked by armed men at XXX Street, XXX Road, No. XXX in the 7th School District. One of them has an ability that suppresses mine."

"Request reinforcements immediately."

Hmm, no need to guess anymore.

"Um... I didn't... I didn't..." Kamijou Touma let go of her hand.

The tone, the attitude, and the way they do things.

Kamijou Touma was absolutely certain that this was definitely not that Bilibili Electric Middle School Girl who only chased after him all day shouting for a duel.

"There was a mistake." Chiyo said with satisfaction, "There were kind and helpful citizens at the scene who assisted in apprehending the criminals."

After hanging up the phone, Chiyo stretched her limbs and said, "Sir, please don't wander off. Come with me to give a statement in a little while. Thank you for your cooperation."

“If you don’t cooperate, I will go to your school tomorrow to take statements and conduct investigations through your teachers to ensure that you are indeed a concerned citizen and not colluding with these people.”

'broken...'

Touma was immediately at his wit's end. If this girl in front of him, who looked exactly like the middle school girl from Bilibili, were to chase after him demanding a duel or simply get angry, he might as well just run away.

But now it's clear that there's no way to escape.

"You damned brat!" one of the thugs shouted angrily, "Do you think we're..."

"Pfft~"

That's it, it's silent now.

It wasn't intentional.

Completely unaware, Chiyo had already elbowed him in the stomach.

The man rolled his eyes and promptly lost consciousness.

"The art of shadow clone."

The next second, twelve clones appeared, surrounding the group of delinquents from the opposite direction.

Then, he gave them a good beating.

All of them obediently got handcuffed by Chiyo.

"waste!"

They made no attempt to hide their disdain.

I originally thought this would be a thrilling and exhilarating battle.

The result was nothing but a fart of satisfaction, nothing but a fart of exhilaration!

The result was that this bunch of trash lacked speed, reaction time, and teamwork.

Chiyo completely crushed them.

Perhaps they do have some ability to launch a siege, but this is still very disappointing for Chiyo!

This is so lagging behind! There's no pressure at all!

What is this ghost?

She's not LV5, how come she's doing it so easily?

The scenes that I had imagined—requiring no effort, strategy, or even the use of Pokémon—did not occur at all.

After all that preparation, they finally managed to lure in a bunch of trash.

Chiyo glared at the stunned Touma Kamijou.

"Uh..." Touma's heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, he had a bad feeling.

as predicted.

Aren't you going to run?

Although the girl in front of him had no expression on her face and her voice was completely still, he could already sense the eagerness hidden beneath her indifferent expression.

Hmm, according to the plot, shouldn't this guy run away after he's dealt with all the delinquents?

Ah... no, that's not right either. Although I just threatened them, didn't the delinquents put on a show?

Shouldn't we be diverting our attention and chasing after this guy?

Please run! Run fast! That way I'll have a good excuse to beat you up... not just spar with you!

Don't you have some kind of danger instinct or something that allows you to dodge attacks?

I'd love to give it a try.

"Ah~ I am a good citizen."

Touma's dangerous instincts kick in.

"As a law-abiding citizen, I will cooperate with the statement taking."

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Hehe, the Male Protagonist

'This really disappoints me.'

Chiyo was very disappointed, extremely disappointed. The thing she had expected hadn't happened. Even though she had deliberately left Touma Kamijou alone, he just wouldn't run away.

Hey...

There are currently no opportunities for actual combat in the Naruto world, and even if there were opponents, their strength would be beyond one's control.

It's inconvenient for me to intervene in the world of Pokémon.

So it seems there's only one option left.

Does this mean they're going to release a new map?

As she was thinking this, Chiyo watched Touma walk out of the Disciplinary Committee branch.

He was still the protagonist, with that awkward smile that seemed both unlucky and somewhat fortunate.

There was some resentment, but no one knew where to vent it, so in the end, it could only be expressed as a kind of self-comfort.

'The UK...'