Naruto, Uzumaki Menma, just wants to conquer the world

She didn't want to be outdone, and without saying a word, she also took the boy's arm and replied provocatively: "Really? That's not necessarily true."

The boy stood there, letting the two beautiful girls wrestle with his arms.

This side is the plain...

This is the mountain...

Thus, the battle between Misaka Mikoto and Shokuhou Misaki began.

Under the sunlight, two Level 5s from Academy City were facing each other at close range, both of them had fake smiles on their faces.

Their smiles seemed a little stiff and unnatural, as if they were deliberately hiding their inner emotions.

There was a hostile gleam in their eyes, their faces were close to each other, and their breaths intertwined, as if they were challenging each other's bottom line.

Before he knew it, the boy's arms were free again.

At this time, Lei Zi came over waving her hand.

"Menma, why did you come just now?"

Misaka and Shokuhou saw that Menma and Ruiko were very intimate, and their expressions were complicated and very interesting.

Especially Misaka Mikoto, she had no idea that Ruiko and Menma knew each other.

However, this does not mean that the battle between Misaka and Shokuhou is over.

The next day, two young ladies were standing outside a newly opened cake shop in the commercial district: Misaka Mikoto and Shokuhou Misaki.

Shokuhou Misaki said to Mikoto in a provocative tone, "Ah~"

"Isn't this Misaka-san?"

"You're wearing something so pretty today, who do you want to date?"

Her hand was gently placed on her cheek, as if she was thinking about something, her eyes were shining with mischief, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised with deliberate sarcasm.

How could Misaka Mikoto tolerate this?

She pulled out a game coin and played with it in her hands.

"You guy, I should have told you not to talk to me easily outside, right?"

"After all, we don't have a good relationship. If I start to show some kindness, I'm afraid someone might get killed."

Under the sunshine, Shokuho looked at the other person with a smile, but that smile seemed a little fake, as if she was responding to the other person with a mocking smile.

"Ah, anyone who sees me being wronged would feel pity or even sympathy. I think it's Misaka-san who doesn't have such emotions, right?" she said sarcastically.

Misaka Mikoto's fingers sparkled with electricity.

"This is only for you. I am gentle and kind to everyone. If you don't believe me, ask Heizi who was electrocuted on the bed by me."

157 When Misaka and Shokuhou were fighting, Miss Shirai Kuroko was already stealing the house

The story of their appearance here started a few hours ago.

In the morning, Misaka Mikoto found Shirai Kuroko and asked her for news.

"Oh, onee-sama, you want to know about that guy."

"No, my dear sister, how can you get in touch with such a shameless person?"

"And the act of abusing my authority also... "

Kuroko kept chattering, not noticing that Mikoto's face was getting darker and darker, and her bangs were flashing with sparks of anger, like an angry kitten.

then......

Under Mikoto's "gentle" interrogation, Kuroko confessed everything.

Shokuhou Misaki had it much easier. Her "mind control" was very convenient and she had many eyes and ears, so she easily got the information she wanted from Hokaze Junko.

Time returns to the present.

While the two of them were arguing, the blond boy passed by and muttered to himself: "By the way, this should be the place that Ruizi was talking about..."

Shokuhou Misaki took his right hand.

"Senior, did you come to see me on purpose?"

"Thank you for your trouble, thank you~"

Misaka Mikoto took his left hand.

"Can you stop flattering yourself?"

"This idiot is obviously here to see me, right?"

Then, Menma was forcibly dragged into the nearest dessert shop.

When entering the door...

The waiter was secretly muttering something like "Be careful not to overturn when you try to play both sides" in the back.

However, in fact...

His actual situation can actually be described as "stepping on hundreds of boats at the same time".

Menma still tried to break free.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on? I still want to buy something for Ruizi..."

The sudden chill made him shut his mouth consciously.

He knew exactly where the chill came from.

If Shokuhou Misaki is compared to a clingy kitten, then Misaka Mikoto is a hedgehog.

There is no escape.

They come, the security.

Brave brother Cheng, not afraid of difficulties!

Don’t be afraid no matter what Shura field you encounter, just face them with a smile!

The way to eliminate the Shura Field is to face the Shura Field!

Persistence is victory!

come on!Awesome!

With this mentality and awareness, Menma naturally started to order things shamelessly.

However, that chill was always there, like the sword of Damocles hanging over the boy's head.

I want to take advantage, but I don't dare to take too much advantage, but I also want to take some advantage...

In the end, Menma only ordered a cake for himself.

However, when the cake was served, Shokuhou picked up her knife and fork to eat it.

"I'm starting~"

There was a click sound, and the knife and fork were suddenly cut off by another fork.

"Shokuhou-san." Mikoto reminded her in a slightly calm tone, or should I say warned her.

"Since this idiot ordered the cake, I don't think you have the right to touch the fork first, right?"

Misaka's gaze was like a cold blade, chilling people to the bone.

"Huh?" Shokuhou Misaki tilted her head for a few seconds, then smiled without any concern.

With a sly look in her eyes and a smug smile, she came over and hugged the boy's arm. Her gaze was as hot as lava, as if she wanted to swallow him whole.

"But this is a gift from Menma-senpai to her cute junior?~"

"Right? Forefather?" she said sweetly.

At the same time, her body pressed against Menma's, intentionally or unintentionally, and a soft feeling seemed to be faintly transmitted from her arm.

With a body like this, anyone would surely fall for it, right?

This is a feeling that a flat figure like Misaka Mikoto would never have.

At this moment, Misaka Mikoto was staring at them angrily, with her chin in her hand and gritting her teeth.

“Mmmmm…”

"Humph."

"Although we are entering the store as a couple, I still hope that you, an idiot, can focus on the business at hand."

Her expression, behavior, and words all revealed sourness and anger.

Menma thought about it for a while, not knowing how his brain was working, but he came to this conclusion in the end.

Pick up the knife and fork and cut off a small piece of cake.

When Misaka Mikoto seemed unsatisfied, Menma brought the fork with the cake to her mouth.

"come!"

Like feeding a dog.

Misaka Mikoto has almost zero resistance to desserts, and she was thinking about other things, so she didn't react...

Instinct prompted her to eat the cake without hesitation.

"Ah~"

"Hmm~ delicious!"

She enjoyed the sweetness of the cake.

But the next second, she suddenly seemed to remember something and looked at Menma who was cutting a piece of cake and about to put it into her mouth.

"wrong!"

"You, you idiot! What are you doing!?"

Menma had already bitten off the cake on his fork and asked vaguely, "Well, what's wrong?"

Mikoto's face suddenly turned red, and there was a hint of steam coming out of her head.

"This, this isn't an indirect kiss!"

Her heart beat faster and her face was full of shyness. She tried to hide her feelings, but her flushed face and stuttering tone had already exposed her emotions.

Shokuhou Misaki pretends to be cute.

"Ah, Misaka-san is so cunning, I want to come too?~"

"Come on, senior, huh?~"

She cut a piece of cake and put it to the boy's mouth with a smile.

Menma bit down without hesitation.

Mikoto used the fork to cut herself a piece, ate a bite, and then cut another piece to feed Menma.

Not willing to be outdone, Shokuhou used her fork to cut piece after piece and handed it to Menma's mouth.

As a result, the cakes were fed to Menma by them personally until he finished them all.

The streets of Academy City were neither too crowded nor too crowded, maintaining a comfortable atmosphere.

Passersby on the street looked at the middle of the road with envy.

Shokuhou Misaki held Menma's arm and blinked her eyes curiously.

"So, Menma-senpai, where is this? It's a really beautiful place."

"Ah, this is where a friend of mine lives," he replied perfunctorily.

Shokuhou Misaki smiled playfully, hugged his arms tighter, and raised her lips in a nice curve.

However, her seductive behavior caused dissatisfaction from Misaka Mikoto, who was also standing next to Menma.

"Ah, I didn't hear that you had a friend in a place like this, male or female."

She pinched her numb arm hard.