Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

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Touma Kamijou nodded vigorously.

"That's good, the spatial teleportation has begun."

"boom--!"

Makoto Haramura's voice and the sound of a whistle gun firing rang out at the same moment.

Touma Kamijou's mind went blank for a moment.

He then wanted to tell Haramura Makoto that his abilities were useless against him, especially when their bodies were touching, in which case the abilities would be even less effective.

Theoretically speaking, he shouldn't casually tell others about this ability.

The problem is that he doesn't usually care about telling others, so telling this junior classmate with whom he has a fairly good relationship is not a problem.

Ah, I'm so tired. It's strange, why do I feel like my feet are empty?

Kamijou Touma subconsciously looked down at himself, only to find nothing beneath his feet.

It's obvious that he's in mid-air.

"Hmm, it really has a big impact; there was a calculation error."

Standing atop the streetlight, Makoto Haramura reached out and grabbed Touma Kamijou by the back of the neck.

As a superpowered individual, the event organizers naturally impose some restrictions on him. The organizers allow him to use spatial abilities, but the maximum distance he can move at any one time cannot exceed five meters.

Otherwise, a running-type race with spatial abilities would end in an instant.

No matter how fast you run, you can't be faster than someone with spatial abilities.

It was his decision to approach Touma Kamijou to participate in the three-legged race.

Using his ability right from the start was something he had planned long ago, since he wanted to test whether Touma Kamijou's power of denial would work on him.

"What the hell is going on?"

In terms of the situation, Touma Kamijou is now even more confused.

It was obvious that he had just been teleported by his junior schoolmate, and his special physique had not been able to negate the power.

"Are you shocked, Kamijou-senpai?"

"But it seems we don't have that much time to be shocked right now."

My gaze was fixed on the contestants at the starting position. Almost all of them were trapped by the asphalt that had melted and then solidified again.

The two ability users who did all this had already run out, quickly leaving the rest of the people behind.

"It seems that this is indeed the case."

Touma Kamijou stopped dwelling on what had just happened.

"By the way, let me tell you, senior, that because of the interference, we can no longer use our abilities casually. If we use them casually, even with you and me, we might end up crashing into a wall."

Using spatial abilities is never an easy task.

Even he, when he first gained control of this power, was inside a secure facility, and with the help of a woman named Shinomiya Kurono.

If not handled properly, it could end up like that of a certain spatial ability user, resulting in serious injury.

"So from now on, we can only use the most basic method."

The hand gripping Touma's collar tightened slightly, and a sense of foreboding flashed through Touma's mind.

“Aaaaaaaa——!”

"Oh, I didn't expect that Makoto Haramura would have such an excellent ability. He spun Touma Kamijou two and a half times in the air and landed directly, and he surpassed Mimi Hyohara in an instant."

The commentator passionately explained Haramura Makoto's actions just now.

Now that he has registered, Makoto Haramura's ability level has naturally been sent to the tournament officials and commentators.

Ah, no.

During the contestants' oath-taking ceremony, everyone knew that Makoto Haramura was the latest fourth-place finisher.

The problem is that, despite being a spatial ability user, he possesses such astonishing strength and physical abilities, which is what shocked everyone.

He grabbed Touma Kamijou with one hand, requiring no cooperation from Touma at all, and used all of Touma's strength on himself.

The three-legged race requires the cooperation of two people.

However, Makoto Haramura has now completely omitted this process.

The three-legged race was transformed into a single-person race.

"Makoto Haramura is still accelerating. My God, is this really a speed a human being can achieve?"

"Is Makoto Haramura really not a Level 5 physical enhancement user?"

"Misaka Mikoto and Konoko-san are trying hard to catch up, trying hard to catch up, but they still can't catch up, they still can't catch up."

"end!!"

Accompanied by a buzzing sound like electronic noise, Makoto Haramura, who was dragging Touma Kamijou, broke through the finish line.

"The winners are Seishun Gakuen, Makoto Haramura and Touma Kamijou."

It's simple, it couldn't be simpler.

For Makoto Haramura, the outcome of this match was already predetermined from the very beginning.

After all, even if he doesn't use his spatial abilities, he also has a body density that is naturally far greater than that of ordinary people.

The resulting impact on physical attributes is even greater than the physical enhancement of individuals with greater abilities.

"Misaka-san, I won here."

Chapter 191 Adult Beauty

"We lost again."

"What exactly is the structure of your body? Are you really a space-time ability user?"

The match has ended, with Seishun Academy, where Makoto Haramura plays, emerging victorious.

It seems that Touma Kamijou needs to find the little girl with the magic book in his house because she has run away.

After the marriage, Mitsuko temporarily left because two of her good friends came to visit.

Now only Makoto Haramura and Misaka Mikoto are left.

As a result, when only Makoto Haramura and Misaka Mikoto were left, she started complaining again.

In her opinion, she should thank Makoto Haramura back then.

But this did not affect her ever-burning competitive spirit, since she knew she could never beat this man in a fight anyway.

Misaka Mikoto was absolutely certain of this.

Whether in terms of suitability or combat experience, she is no match for this man.

But at least we need to beat this guy in other ways.

This three-legged race is a perfect opportunity. The tournament will restrict the use of abilities by the participants. Although they can still use their abilities to a certain extent, they will rely more on their own endurance.

Although she was a little embarrassed, she had always been physically stronger than her peers since she was a child.

She is very confident about this competition.

However, she was quite frustrated just now, as she felt that Haramura Makoto's running speed was almost comparable to that of Olympic champions.

Is this the speed a normal high school student should have?

"Even if you are very confident in your body, I am just as confident in my body."

Makoto Haramura shrugged and said with a light laugh.

"Mikoto, who is this?"

Just as the two were chatting, a woman's voice, full of interest, came directly from behind them, startling Misaka Mikoto and causing her face to stiffen instantly.

From behind the two emerged a woman who bore an eight-tenths resemblance to Misaka Mikoto in appearance, hairstyle, and hair color, but was essentially a mature version of Misaka Mikoto.

Especially her figure, which is quite amazing. Her bust size is so full that it's on a completely different level compared to the flat-chested Misaka Mikoto.

"Mom, what are you doing here? How did you get here?"

Misaka Mikoto said with a look of horror.

"What's with that expression? Aren't you happy that your mother is here to visit you?"

Misaka Mirei's eyes flickered, darting back and forth between Haramura Makoto and Misaka Mikoto, her gaze immediately becoming ambiguous.

"Oh my, could this be the boy that Haru mentioned Mikoto-chan has a crush on, but is too shy to tell Mom?"

"No, that's not true."

Misaka Mikoto immediately and vehemently denied it.

"really?"

Misaka Mirei looked the two of them back and forth with a very suspicious gaze, her eyes full of teasing.

When Misaka Mirei looked at him like that, Haramura Makoto just smiled slightly.

He ignored the other party's obvious teasing of him and Misaka Mikoto, and simply replied politely.

"Hello auntie."

"Actually, I already have a girlfriend. I'm just friends with Misaka-san. Auntie, you've misunderstood."

"Oh yeah."

To everyone's surprise, Misaka Mirei seemed completely unconcerned about what Haramura Makoto had just said. Instead, she walked over as if they were old friends and patted Haramura Makoto on the shoulder.

"It's alright, it's alright, we're all still young, who can say for sure what will happen in the future?"

"Like me, even though I'm already this age, I still often feel my heart flutter because of the young people in college."

"Hahaha……"

Extremely bold, Misaka Mirei stood with her hands on her hips, laughing loudly, her chest heaving with each movement of her shoulders.

"and many more……"

"Mom, what are you talking about? Dad looks so pitiful."

Misaka Mikoto's face turned completely red, as red as a ripe tomato.

This is shameful, so incredibly shameful.

For Misaka Mikoto, this was even more embarrassing than her own embarrassing moment.

That's just how my mom is; she always loves to make these kinds of jokes.

But precisely because of this, even though she's already in her thirties, she still acts like a young girl in her early twenties, and even has the mood to go back to university and experience university life again.

"Oh, it's nothing, your dad often chats with young girls and stuff."

Misaka Mirei pouted.

She seemed genuinely upset about her husband's womanizing ways.

"Ugh?"

Just then, Misaka Mirei's eyebrows suddenly curved, and she leaned closer to Haramura Makoto.

His eyes scanned Haramura Makoto from head to toe, and a smile gradually spread across his face.

"Are you bothered by my Mikoto's slender figure?"

"..."

"What kind of illusion could make you think that way, Auntie?"

Somewhat like Nishikyo Ningyin, Haramura Makoto looked at the unserious adult in front of him with a forced smile and drooping eyelids.

"It's not my imagination, Auntie is very sensitive to certain gazes."

Misaka Mirei puffed out her chest smugly, her magnificent breasts trembling with her movements.