I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

Misaka Mikoto turned back embarrassedly, and sure enough... in front of another white table behind her, Shirai Kuroko was full of anger towards Misaka Mikoto.

Her expression twitched like a broken TV screen.

"sister..."

For some unknown reason, Misaka Mikoto suddenly felt the urge to discharge.

"I'm leaving first!" She hurriedly left with her suitcase in hand.

It's not that she wants to abandon Shirai Kuroko, it's just that Shirai Kuroko is a first-year, but because she is also a member of the discipline committee, she has to deal with more troublesome processes and tasks than Misaka Mikoto.

Even after completion, she will go to the 177 branch to report.

And as a price, more than half of Misaka Mikoto's luggage was Kuroko Shirai's luggage.

"Huh... Where's Misaka-san?" The teacher who came back with the report asked Kuroko Shirai.

"Go... go." Kuroko Shirai showed a poor little beast/generally abandoned look.

"You have to do your best." The teacher encouraged Kuroko Shirai. "By the way, then you help Misaka-san write this report together."

She smiled like a devil and took out two thick stacks of white reports.

"Don't worry, it will be written soon."

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When Misaka Mikoto was wearily dragging her luggage, she stood on the plaza in front of the international airport. In the distance, a blue spire that seemed to penetrate into the sky stood.

That is the 'Tower of Babel' that has not yet been harmed by the protagonists.

There are people everywhere who leave the airport after meeting with partners or couples. It is really uncomfortable to be alone in such a scenery.

Kurumi-san should have some time to come.

Misaka Mikoto only felt that she was a little overwhelmed, probably tired, she squatted on the ground on the spot, looking for a nearby bench.

As for whether squatting down will reveal fat or not, Misaka Mikoto just wants to say that safety pants are good.

Then... a pair of black round-toed shoes stopped in front of her.

Chapter 68 The gentle girl weeps silently

Familiar black silk, familiar taste.

Slim and well-proportioned calves, delicate ankles, but within a grasp.

When Misaka Mikoto reacted, she had already held it, and sure enough... it was so fine, and the soft touch was flowing on her fingertips.

"Ah ya ya." A good joking laughter came from above.

Misaka Mikoto hurriedly let go and stood up. "Then...what, I'm just curious."

"It's alright, it's okay to touch it again~" Kurumi leaned forward slightly, and snickered while covering her mouth like Misaka Mikoto bit her ear.The seductive red eyes narrowed slightly, as charming as a fox.

She almost deceived her, and the skirt with her right hand on her thigh lifted a few centimeters up, but she was full of taboo bewitching.

At least, among the people who eat melons nearby, someone screamed.

An overly sweet fragrance blew from the ear, and that seductive feeling was like opening a halo of [-]% intimacy, close to people's hearts.

"Kangsan-senpai!" Misaka Mikoto took a step back abruptly, as if it was a little girl's twisted gesture.

To be honest, she has a little bit of incomprehension of her mood at the moment. If it was the guy Kuroko, she would just take a thunderbolt and take it away in an instant.

But Kurumi-san can't.

It can be said that this is because Kurumi is different in her heart.But it can also be said that it is because she and Kurumi are so estranged, and can't show her true nature.

"Tsk tsk, it's really boring." With his eyes down, Kurumi regained his dignified appearance, and let go of the hand that held the skirt.

Immediately, a sigh could be heard around.

"However—" Kurumi stretched his voice, causing Misaka Mikoto to look up.

In Misaka Mikoto's eyes, under the splendid sunlight, the girl in front of her opened her arms and showed that kind of heart-warming smile.

"Welcome back," she said.

The smile is like a warm spring breeze, gently blowing.

After sending the text message, Kurumi ran directly to the international airport in the twenty-third school district, and the black and red shadow passed over most of the academy city within a few minutes.

Eyes flickering, Misaka Mikoto gently hugged her, her back was gently stroked, and a sweet breath blew in her ears.

"Thank you."

Squinting at the direction of the second floor of the International Airport Building, Kurumi saw Kuroko with a majestic expression behind the glass curtain wall.

Ah, it seems that I am a little too much.

Thinking like this, Kurumi hugged him a little tighter, and at the same time put his head against Misaka Mikoto's ear.

"Okay..." Misaka Mikoto broke free, and Kurumi let go.

Misaka Mikoto said that it wasn't because the opponent's chest armor was so thick that it pressed her.

Kurumi smiled and reached out to take Misaka Mikoto's suitcase, and the two walked towards the station.