Conquer District 11

Misaka Mikoto walked quickly in the underground commercial street angrily.

Even at this time, the aristocratic uniform of Misaka Mikoto's junior high school is still very eye-catching, and the students walking in the underground street will cast their eyes on her from time to time.Normally, she wouldn't care at all, but today she seems to be particularly easily stimulated.

"Obviously there was an agreement with me, but he didn't know the explanation... What an idiot!" Misaka Mikoto, who was running all the way, kept muttering.

For Misaka Mikoto, there is no shortage of suitors, so she is not happy that she would feel upset about such a thing.Moreover, no matter what kind of feelings she has for Chen Xiaofeng, but because of this incident, her thinking has been occupied. Misaka Mikoto cannot agree with such a thing.

Of course, this is not the most important thing.What's more, after she left, she took a peek at Chen Xiaofeng, and she found that Chen Xiaofeng was relieved!

Misaka Mikoto stopped as if she couldn't bear it, and stomped angrily on the floor.As the high-voltage current was conducted from the soles of her feet, the surrounding power supply fell into a self-protection trip state.

It was plunged into darkness for a moment, and then back to light again.

In just a few seconds, the furious Misaka Mikoto calmed down.

Perhaps, he did the right thing?After all, I and him are just friends now, and there is no reason to interfere with who he contacts with after school... And my anger, in his eyes, is probably a temper tantrum, right?It is understandable to want to get rid of it early.

Thinking about it this way, it seemed that he was the only one at fault.

But even though she knew the truth of the matter, Misaka Mikoto still felt as if she was left alone.Misaka Mikoto's pouting lips were reflected on the polished pillar.Seeing this, Misaka Mikoto regretted infinitely.

"Ahhh... that guy didn't do anything wrong at all, even if he was with them, there would be no problem... It's not like something like this happened to happen... What the hell am I doing!"

As long as you think about it calmly, you can figure it out.Misaka Mikoto felt that her thoughts were still too immature.She wanted to hug her knees alone in a corner to calm down.

In other words, she wanted to vent some feelings in her heart.

You must find a target to vent.

Misaka Mikoto looked around, and finally locked her sight on a game center.

In front of the store is a game machine that measures attack strength based on ability levels.

In other words, if Misaka Mikoto has no money, this machine is a stress-relieving machine. As long as he punches on this target in a powerful way, the attack strength can be displayed.

Misaka Mikoto approached in a daze, she had no girlishness at all at this moment, she put several coins into the machine.

Although it is a "stress reliever", it must not correspond to lv5, right?

Misaka Mikoto couldn't help sighing.

Most of the boundaries of this kind of machine are lv4, and it's just said in the advertisement, in fact, it should generally be lv3.

"Hey, you have to be merciful even to vent." Misaka Mikoto complained in a low voice, and then she noticed something.

[This is the latest version of the machine, in order to better understand how to popularize lv5, so for necessary data analysis, please test with actual ability]

"Eh?"

Misaka Mikoto's movements stopped abruptly, and then a sense of relief rose leisurely, and she grinned.Crackling electric sparks appeared from the bangs.

Misaka Mikoto took a deep breath, since it was data collection, there was no other way, and she had to go all out.

That idiot!It's so unreasonable!Even if it's my fault, can't you be more tactful?In the end, I took the previous agreement with others as, into, what, what!

crackling-

Subsequently, the game machine shakes back and forth, left and right, up and down.

Although it was said that it was prepared for the lv5 test, the violent offensive of the real lv5 capable users was still the machine, and even the floor shook.

The atmosphere of the originally leisurely underground shopping mall changed suddenly.

"what!"

"Then, what is that!"

"Wow...wait for me!"

The surrounding students began to flee towards the ground.

Misaka Mikoto tried her best, her shoulders heaving up and down, panting heavily.Then, a faint electronic sound entered her ears.

It seems that the record list has been refreshed.

"It's cool."

Misaka Mikoto muttered softly.Then, she left the game console and returned to the road just now.

It's not an option to sulk yourself here.Just apologize for your immaturity.Moreover, even if the younger sisters receive his presents, there is nothing wrong with it... Although I can't guarantee that I can bow my head and apologize frankly when I see Chen Xiaofeng's face, but let's mature myself.Misaka Mikoto thought so.

Anyway, let's have a good talk with Chen Xiaofeng again, Misaka Mikoto quickened her pace.

……

After dismissing Ling Han and Luo Jia, Chen Xiaofeng took out his mobile phone to check the time, there was already a text message on the screen of the mobile phone, probably asking why he hadn't come home yet.

It was almost eight o'clock.

It must have already turned into night on the ground, right?

"Hmm...it's so late—Misaka Misaka is getting a little impatient." The Last Work said suddenly.

However, there are no clocks or other props that can provide time in the vicinity. In this way, the time mentioned in the last work is probably obtained from Misaka Luo.

"That...Misaka Misaka should go home—Misaka Misaka reluctantly broke the news."

"Yeah, it's time to go home."

Although he really wanted to complain, "Don't you know where your home is?!" However, he was relieved to be able to say that he wanted to leave in the last work.

"Playing with you, Misaka Misaka said very happy—Misaka Misaka said a little frustrated—although I just met you by chance today, but I wanted to thank you very early—Misaka Misaka said the truth—from Thank you in every sense."

The Last Work put his hands on the night vision goggles on his forehead.

"However, if you don't go home, then that person should be worried—Misaka Misaka continued—going home too late, he might come out to find Misaka, and Misaka doesn't want to cause trouble for him."

"is it?"

Although I don't know who the "good-hearted man" is, he should indeed be a good man.

"That person is actually very lonely... I have hurt many people before, and I also got injured all over my body to protect him, so Misaka Misaka doesn't want to trouble him, even if it's just such a small thing, this time Misaka wants to protect him — Misaka Misaka said."

"yes."

Even though he didn't understand the meaning, Chen Xiaofeng still nodded,

The tone of the last work is full of sincerity.

The other party should be a good person... No, the other party must be a good person.