Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

She has her own merits in terms of appearance, but the only regrettable thing is that her eyebrows are a little too heavy.

It has a slightly androgynous feel to it.

"Hello, Haruharu-san and Saten-san."

Misaki Shokuhou greeted the two indifferently, but her gaze eventually fell on Kuroko Shirai.

"You too, Shirai-kun."

"Hello."

Shirai Kuroko replied reluctantly.

"After all, the matter has been resolved, so it's normal for me to come out and relax."

Misaka Mikoto certainly knew what Shokuhou Misaki was referring to.

Ultimately, her success was due to Makoto Haramura's help, and since Makoto Haramura was Misaki Shokuhou's boyfriend, it's perfectly normal for Misaki Shokuhou to know about this.

"But what about you? Where are your usual faction members?"

"Isn't it a bit too lonely to come to an amusement park by yourself?"

In fact, Misaka Mikoto was well aware that she had just received a favor from someone's boyfriend, and it was really wrong of her to argue with him.

But there was no way she could control herself when she saw Misaki Shokuhou's face.

"Oh ho ho!"

“How could I possibly come to a place like this by myself? Of course I came with my boyfriend.”

At this point, Misaki Shokuhou's attitude became arrogant again, like a queen sitting on a throne, glancing sideways at Misaka Mikoto.

"In the end, rather than being pitiful, what's truly pathetic is that you came to a place that's clearly a date spot for couples, and you were with your friends, not your partner."

"Oh, right."

"Actually, Misaka-san probably doesn't have anyone she can come with."

"With your personality, it's hard to imagine what kind of man would fall for you."

"..."

It sounded like a string had snapped.

This was an absolutely precise strike, and Misaka Mikoto's face visibly flushed red.

Yes, that's what Misaka Mikoto looks like.

But deep down, she also longed for a sweet romance.

No, that's not how it should be said.

Girls of this age probably all yearn for a sweet romance.

However, none of the boys she usually interacts with are to her liking.

However, there was one exception.

“That’s right, my sister doesn’t need men at all.”

Just moments ago, Shirai Kuroko looked reluctant, but now she completely agrees with Shokuhou Misaki's words.

"My dear sister, having me is enough for you."

"call out--"

Shirai Kuroko, who was just beside Misaka Mikoto, disappeared in a flash, and the next second she appeared behind Misaka Mikoto.

Misaka Mikoto suddenly felt a chill down her crotch as two hands, like insects, burrowed into her short skirt. Her already flushed face turned as red as a monkey's bottom.

"However, I disagree if you deny my sister's charm."

"Despite the undeniable fact that she usually wears very childish underwear and likes to wear shorts under her skirts, and her behavior is sometimes quite rude, often making high leg movements."

"but--"

"That's another aspect of my older sister's charm."

"Kuroko...Kuroko, I...ah...ah...I'm deeply fascinated by an older sister like you."

With her hands tucked inside Misaka Mikoto's skirt, Shirai Kuroko pressed her entire body against Misaka Mikoto with a perverted expression, inhaling her scent like a nymphomaniac.

“Crackling—!”

A sound like electricity coursing through the air rang out.

Blue electricity surged, accompanied by a shrill scream. Shirai Kuroko, who was originally holding Misaka Mikoto, felt as if all the bones in her body had been pulled out. Without any support, she slowly slid to the ground like a puddle of mud.

"Kuroko……"

The suppressed sound in her throat was like that of a lioness who had just woken up.

"Look at what you've said."

She did indeed do that, and that's exactly what she did.

However, the problem is that she still has a sense of shame; she knows that her behavior is not in line with what a junior high school girl should be like.

"Whoosh..."

Misaka Mikoto quickly took two deep breaths to calm herself down and forced a smile onto her face.

"If you came with your boyfriend, where is your boyfriend?"

"I didn't see it."

"..."

If there were sound effects now, it would definitely be a 'bang' sound.

As if frozen in time, Misaki Shokuhou, who had been arrogant and in control just moments before, was now completely frozen in place.

"This...that..."

If she had touched a nerve with Misaka Mikoto just now, now it was Misaka Mikoto who had touched her sore spot.

What should she say?

Does that mean she's afraid to ride roller coasters, so she just waits here until her boyfriend finishes?

Holy crap, this is so embarrassing!

How can I let this guy know?

"I'm here, and I've run into Misaka-san here. Academy City is really small."

Just as the atmosphere became completely frozen, Makoto Haramura's voice finally rang out.

Misaki Shokuhou's eyes lit up instantly, like a drowning person grasping at a straw. She stood up from her chair, ran to Makoto Haramura's side, grabbed his chest with both hands, and offered herself to him.

"real or fake……"

"Wow..."

Sighs arose from both sides, especially from Shirai Kuroko, who, despite being completely electrified and lying on the ground, still stared at the scene in disbelief.

no way.

Shirai Kuroko simply couldn't imagine that Shokuhou Misaki, who was the center of attention at Tokiwadai Middle School and treated like a queen, would show such an expression towards a man.

"It really is there."

Misaka Mikoto looked at Haramura Makoto and couldn't help but mutter something under her breath.

But she still had a smile on her face.

"I never expected to run into you here. Thank you so much for what happened that day."

Just as she had thought, no matter what happened between her and Misaki Shokuhou, even though Makoto Haramura had scolded her badly that day, she was still very grateful to him.

"It's nothing, you made the right choice yourself."

"If you don't make the right choice, you'll face a completely different choice that day."

Although this sentence was clearly meant for Misaka Mikoto, Makoto Haramura's gaze was fixed on Misaki Shokuhou.

Upon hearing what Haramura Makoto said, Shokuhou Misaki turned her face away and spat quietly.

"The right...choice..."

What should have been a compliment turned into a bitter expression on Misaka Mikoto's face.

"It was my fault to begin with, so how can I be considered right? It doesn't even qualify as compensation."

……

"So cute, what's your name?"

She expressed her amazement appropriately, but no matter what, Misaki Shokuhou and Makoto Haramura in front of her were strangers to her, Ruiko Saten.

Unlike her best friend, Haru Shiori, who harbors a fanatical adoration for those aristocratic young ladies, she doesn't see herself as such.

Ultimately, she felt that while Misaki Shokuhou didn't look down on them, she wasn't particularly willing to pay them any attention either.

She's not the type to fawn over someone who doesn't reciprocate her feelings, so there's no need for her to push her.

So she noticed Freya, who had come with Makoto Haramura earlier and was now lingering on the periphery of the group.

She has the physique of a toddler, long, flowing golden hair that reaches her waist, a delicate face, and a fluffy white dress.

Everything about her hit her sweet spot.

"What about me?"

Looking at the older sister who had taken the initiative to come up to her, Fremya tilted her head and pointed to her mouth with her finger.

As a mature child, you should know when to avoid adults' conversations so as not to annoy them.

Fremia was well aware of this, so as soon as she saw the atmosphere, she immediately ran to the table to drink the juice that had been prepared for her.

"My name is Fremia, hello sister."

Fremya instantly put on a professional, business-level fake smile and revealed a sweet smile.

"Oh, it's Freya. Are you out playing with your older brother and sister today?"

With her heart pierced again, Saten Ruiko even momentarily thought that Philip had returned.

There's no way around it, these two little guys are just too alike.

Even their smiles are so similar now.

"Um..."

Slurping the juice from her cup, Fremia nodded.

"So what did Freya-chan and her brother play just now?"

Following up on the topic, Saten Ruiko continued to ask questions.

This little girl looks so much like Philip; she really wanted to talk to her more.

However, Saten Ruiko completely failed to notice that Freya, who had been sipping juice, had her eyes darting around.

A mischievous smile immediately appeared on his face.

"I just rode the roller coaster with Makoto, but unfortunately Shokuhou-neechan didn't go."

Compared to the volume before, Freya's voice instantly increased several decibels. Although it wasn't loud, it was loud enough for all of Haramura Makoto and the others to hear.

"Oh?"

Misaka Mikoto made that sound.

Then his gaze flickered and locked onto Misaki Shokuhou's back.

Locked onto by that gaze, Misaki Shokuhou suddenly stiffened, a sense of foreboding washing over her.

"Why are you waiting here, while Haramura-kun and Fremia are playing together? Shokuhou!"

Like a rusty robot, Misaki Shokuhou turned around stiffly.

"Does this need to be said?"

"Of course, it's because my little sister Fremia was thirsty, so I didn't play with her and came here to buy juice first."

"This situation is quite obvious, isn't it?"