Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

"By high school, her breasts suddenly grew bigger, like an inflating balloon. My Mikoto must have inherited that from me; she'll grow amazingly big soon."

"Mother……"

Misaka Mikoto couldn't take it anymore; she was afraid that if she listened any longer, she would be utterly ashamed.

Misaka Mikoto jumped up, grabbed her mother's sleeve, and dragged her away in a flash.

Its running speed even exceeded that of the three-legged race earlier, and it disappeared in an instant, raising a trail of dust.

"What an interesting family."

……

"I heard you were competing against that woman, Misaka Mikoto, just now. Did you win?"

After saying goodbye to Misaka Mikoto, Makoto Haramura went back to find Misaki Shokuhou.

After all, he had nothing else to do for the rest of the day, so what else could he do but go back to see his girlfriend?

"Did you plant a camera on me? I don't remember that every small competition like this is broadcast."

Makoto Haramura helplessly covered his forehead.

If Academy City were to host multiple competitions simultaneously, it would be impossible to broadcast them all on television; there wouldn't be enough channels for Academy City to use. Therefore, they would definitely select the more popular events for live broadcast.

However, regardless of the circumstances, he was now extremely grateful that he hadn't done anything inappropriate with Misaka Mikoto just now.

"Excuse me, Lord Haramura, I just happened to pass by there because there was a limited-edition Gekota merchandise, and I saw you there."

Junko Hokaze looked apologetic and embarrassed.

Clearly, even the order from Misaki Shokuhou, whom she revered most, to reveal someone else's privacy was a rather embarrassing thing for this well-mannered young lady.

"It's alright, I don't care about this kind of thing, Fanfeng, you don't need to apologize to me."

Makoto Haramura quickly waved his hand.

Although it wasn't romantic affection, Makoto Haramura still had a considerable amount of affection for Junko Hokaze, the girl who had always followed Misaki Shokuhou, and he didn't want to see her troubled by this kind of thing.

"Alright, go ahead. I told you not to worry about it, so don't worry about it."

Misaki Shokuhou waved her hand, and Junko Hokaze bowed and slowly withdrew.

"It seems you've made progress on the matter you're investigating."

"So, do you need my help?"

Picking up the black tea that Junko Hokaze had carefully brewed, and taking a small sip, Makoto Haramura smiled.

"Yes, it's not so bad to underestimate him, the main problem is that old man."

"When it comes to scheming and intrigue, I'm afraid even ten of me wouldn't be a match for him."

"So I have no choice but to ask for your help."

Misaki Shokuhou helplessly spread her hands, her face full of resignation.

There aren't many opponents in the entire Academy City who can give her a hard time these days, and the old man they're about to deal with is definitely one of them.

Actually, if she were willing to use the ability users within her faction, resolving this matter would be quite easy for her.

After all, her faction consists of very powerful individuals.

But she won't do that.

The Shokuhou faction was just a flashy organization in a sense, and it was full of naive students.

How could Misaki Shokuhou possibly drag these girls who follow her into a dark place?

Therefore, when dealing with such matters, she uses members from the talent workshop or people hired from outside.

"However, I estimate that he has probably already taken you into account."

"After all, your relationship with me isn't exactly a secret. With his methods, he should be able to find out the truth."

"boom--!"

The teacup in my hand landed gently on the table with a crisp sound.

"Xiao Qi, I have something to tell you now."

"In the face of absolute power, any schemes and tricks are futile."

……

"So, what should I do next?"

As he walked out of the schoolyard, Makoto Haramura stroked his chin, lost in thought.

It seems there are still many details to be finalized regarding the plan, and Misaki Shokuhou has not yet pinpointed the old man's exact location.

Although he said he could mobilize his own people to help with the search, Misaki Shokuhou refused.

In Misaki Shokuhou's words, that old man was extremely perceptive and as cunning as a thousand-year-old fox.

Unprofessional people who try to follow the enemy will only alert them and make things worse.

Therefore, he came out on his own now.

"Cuckoo..."

I'm a little hungry.

Touching his stomach, Makoto Haramura thought for a moment, found one of the numbers, and dialed it.

……

It's a very ordinary family-run restaurant.

The decor was cozy, and all the waiters were lovely. Most importantly, this family-style restaurant was packed with people today.

There were so many people that there was even a waiting list.

"I have to say, it's really worthy of being the Daihasei Festival. There are so many tourists outside. Normally, there would never be a queue here."

Looking at the time on his phone, Makoto Haramura sighed slightly.

"Fremea, Frenda, here."

While Makoto Haramura was waiting idly, a pair of blonde sisters, who looked extremely similar and were about the same height, walked straight in through the queue.

"Brother Cheng!"

"Boss!"

Just as the men at the scene were all drawn to the two sisters, the two girls waved to Makoto Haramura.

The little girl, who looked quite young, skipped and jumped right into Makoto Haramura's arms.

"So, where did you go to play just now?"

He gently patted Fremia's head, then picked her up and placed her on the seat next to him.

Frenda, who was standing next to him, also sat down opposite Makoto Haramura with a smile on her face.

"I ate a lot of snacks."

Fremya answered immediately, without hesitation.

"Can you still eat?"

As he spoke, Makoto Haramura handed over the menu.

"Of course I can eat it."

"Brother Cheng, do you have a match this afternoon?"

"If it exists, I want to see it."

Fremia looked at the menu and raised her little hand as she spoke.

Speaking of which, Fremea was supposed to be at today's match, but it was all because of...

"It's all my sister's fault. She didn't get up this morning and missed watching Cheng-ge's game. In the end, she could only watch the TV broadcast."

"Om..."

Frenda, who was sitting in the chair, suddenly trembled.

The smile that had been holding on just now immediately became forced, and the hand reaching for the teacup stopped abruptly.

"Um... I think I can explain this matter."

Despite her seemingly normal demeanor just now, she actually harbors a deep fear of Makoto Haramura, terrified of angering him.

"It doesn't matter, I don't care about this much."

Makoto Haramura waved his hand.

He's not some evil demon king, so why would he persecute his subordinates over something like this?

Even the old Mugino Shizuri wouldn't have done this, right?

"Moreover, now that you're here, I also have something I want to tell you."

Frenda immediately sat up straight, her attitude becoming even more solemn than before.

Is it a mission?

"Ah."

Makoto Haramura nodded.

"During the upcoming Great Star Festival, you will not need to accept any assignments from the Dark Division. Starting tomorrow, all of you will stay with Xiao Qi. No matter what happens, you must protect Xiao Qi's safety."

"If there are any problems you can't handle, contact me immediately, okay?"

Chapter 192 Which one do you like?

"Mikoto-chan, which of those two boys do you like?"

Even when her daughter dragged her away, even when her daughter was already angry and embarrassed, she did not give up the idea of ​​teasing her daughter.

As a mother, she is now very curious.

In the morning, she saw her daughter walking with a boy with spiky hair, and they seemed to be getting along well.

I just saw my daughter chatting and laughing with another boy who looked quite handsome.

"But as a mother, I still prefer the boy from earlier, because he has all the qualities that I like."

As Misaka Mirei spoke, she rested her cheeks in her hands, looking shy.

"I've already told you, Mom, please stop talking nonsense."

Misaka Mikoto blushed, wishing she could shut her mother's loose tongue immediately.

She took two deep breaths, trying her best to suppress the blush on her face.

"Besides, don't you already know that he has a girlfriend?"

Like?

Perhaps that's true, even if she's slow to understand matters of the heart.

She also knew that she seemed to have some kind of emotional problem with Misaki Shokuhou's boyfriend.

This strange feeling started after that man helped me.

Similarly, Touma Kamijou with his spiky hair is the same.

Although the memory wasn't as vivid as the time Makoto Haramura helped her, she had received Touma Kamijou's help on several occasions.

"Oh dear, didn't Mom just say that?"

"Even if you're married, if you can just snatch it away, that's a tactic."

Misaka Mirei shamelessly spouted outrageous remarks.

"Okay, Mom, please stop talking."

"hey-hey!"

"Speaking of which, Mikoto-chan, it's already noon. Would you like to eat the bento that Mom specially prepared for you?"

As if by magic, Misaka Mirei waved a bento box she had somehow produced in front of Misaka Mikoto.