Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

Her appearance also has its merits, but the only pity is that her eyebrows are a little bit heavy.

It looks a bit neutral.

"Hello, Uiharu-san, Saten-san."

Shokuhou Misaki greeted the two of them in a calm manner, and finally her eyes fell on Shirai Kuroko.

"You too, Shirai-san."

"Hello."

Shirai Kuroko replied reluctantly.

"After all, everything has been resolved, so it's normal for me to come out and relax."

Of course Misaka Mikoto knew what Shokuhou Misaki was referring to.

After all, her situation depended on the help of Haramura Makoto, and Haramura Makoto was Shokuhou Misaki's boyfriend. It was perfectly normal for Shokuhou Misaki to know about this.

"But you, where are the members of your faction?"

“Isn’t it a bit desolate to come to the amusement park by yourself?”

In fact, Misaka Mikoto was also very clear that she had just received a favor from someone's boyfriend, and it was really wrong for her to argue with that person's boyfriend.

But there was nothing she could do. When she saw Shokuhou Misaki's face, she just couldn't control her mouth.

"Oh ho ho!"

"How could I come to a place like this by myself? Of course I came here with my boyfriend."

Having said this, Shokuhou Misaki's attitude became arrogant again, like a queen sitting on the throne, glancing at Misaka Mikoto.

"In the final analysis, rather than being pitiful, it's really pathetic that you came to a place that is obviously a date between couples, and it's better for you to be with your friends instead of your partner, Misaka-san."

"Oh, right."

"The truth is, Misaka-san doesn't have anyone who can come with you."

"With your personality, it's hard to imagine what kind of man would fall in love with you."

"..."

It was as if the sound of a string breaking rang out directly.

This sentence was an absolutely accurate blow, and Misaka Mikoto's face turned visibly red.

Yes, Misaka Mikoto looks like this.

But in her heart, she also longs for a sweet love.

No, that shouldn't be said.

I think girls of this age group all yearn for a sweet love.

It’s just that the boys she usually interacts with are not the ones she likes.

However, there was one person who was an exception.

"That's right, onee-sama, you don't need men at all."

Shirai Kuroko, who had been reluctant just now, now highly agreed with Shokuhou Misaki's words.

"Sister, just having me is enough for you."

"call out--"

Shirai Kuroko, who was originally beside Misaka Mikoto, disappeared in a flash, and the next second Shirai Kuroko appeared behind Misaka Mikoto.

Misaka Mikoto suddenly felt a chill under her crotch, and two hands like insects went straight into her skirt. Her already red face turned as red as a monkey's butt.

"However, if you deny the charm of my elder sister, I will not agree."

"Although it is undeniable that she usually wears some childish underwear, and always likes to wear shorts under her skirt. Her behavior is sometimes rude and she often lifts her legs high."

"but--"

"That's another part of my sister's charm."

“Kuroko…Kuroko, I…ah…ah…I am deeply fascinated by such a onee-sama.”

With his hands inserted into Misaka Mikoto's skirt, Shirai Kuroko pressed his entire body on Misaka Mikoto with a perverted look on his face, breathing in Misaka Mikoto's scent like a nympho.

“Crackling—!”

There was a sound of electric current flowing.

The blue electric current leaped, accompanied by a sharp scream. Shirai Kuroko, who was originally holding Misaka Mikoto, felt as if all the bones in her body were pulled out. Having lost her support, she slowly slid to the ground like a puddle of mud.

"Kuroko……"

The voice suppressed in the throat was like a lioness that had just woken up.

"Look at what you said."

She did so and she really did it.

But the problem is that she still has a sense of shame, and she knows that her behavior is not in line with what a junior high school girl should do.

"Whoosh..."

She quickly took two deep breaths to calm herself down, and Misaka Mikoto forced a smile on her face.

"If you came with your boyfriend, where is your boyfriend?"

“I didn’t see it.”

"..."

If there were sound effects dubbing now, it would definitely be a "bang".

As if time had stopped, Shokuhou Misaki, who had been so arrogant and had the upper hand just now, now stood there frozen.

"This...that..."

If she had hit Misaka Mikoto's sore spot just now, now it was Misaka Mikoto who had hit her sore spot.

What is she going to say?

Are you going to say that you don't dare to ride the roller coaster, so you can only wait here until your boyfriend finishes?

Damn, this is so embarrassing.

How can I let this guy know?

"I'm here. Academy City is really small to be able to run into Misaka-san here."

At this moment when the atmosphere was completely frozen, Haramura Makoto's voice finally rang out.

Shokuhou Misaki's eyes lit up instantly, like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw. She stood up from the chair, ran to Haramura Makoto, grabbed Haramura Makoto's chest with both hands, and pushed herself up.

"real or fake……"

"Wow..."

Sighing sounds came from both sides, especially from Shirai Kuroko, who was clearly electrocuted all over and fell to the ground, but still looked at the scene in disbelief.

no way.

Shirai Kuroko really couldn't imagine that Shokuhou Misaki, who was like a queen and the center of attention at Tokiwadai Junior High School, would actually behave like this towards a man.

“It’s really here.”

Misaka Mikoto looked at Haramura Makoto and couldn't help but mutter something.

But she still had a smile on her face.

"I didn't expect to meet you here. Thank you so much for what happened that day."

Just as she had thought just now, no matter what happened with Shokuhou Misaki, even if Haramura Makoto scolded her badly that day, she was still very grateful to Haramura Makoto.

"It's nothing, you made the right choice."

“If you hadn’t made the right choice, you would have been faced with a very different choice that day.”

Obviously, this sentence should be said to Misaka Mikoto, but Haramura Makoto was looking at Shokuhou Misaki.

Hearing what Haramura Makoto said, Shokuhou Misaki turned her little face away and spat softly.

"Is this the right...choice..."

It seemed like it should be a compliment, but Misaka Mikoto couldn't show her happiness, instead her face looked bitter.

"It was my fault in the first place. How can it be considered correct? I can't even say I'm compensated."

……

"So cute, what's your name?"

She expressed her amazement appropriately, but no matter what, Shokuhou Misaki and Haramura Makoto in front of her were strangers to her, Ruiko Saten.

I am not like my good friend, Hatsuharu Shikiri, who has a crazy worship of those noble ladies.

And when it comes down to it, she felt that although Shokuhou Misaki did not look down on them, she was not very willing to pay attention to them.

She is not the kind of person who likes to curry favor with others, so there is no need to get close to her.

So she discovered Fremea, who had just come with Haramura Makoto and was now standing on the edge of the crowd.

She has a toddler-like body, long, soft golden hair that reaches her waist, a delicate face, and a fluffy white dress.

Just about every one of them hits her cute spot.

"What about me?"

Looking at the older sister who came closer to her, Fremea tilted her head and pointed her finger at her mouth.

As a mature child, you should know when to avoid conversations with adults so as not to annoy them.

Fremea was well aware of this, so when she saw the atmosphere, she immediately ran to the table to drink the juice that had been prepared for her.

"My name is Fremea, hello sister."

A professional fake smile instantly appeared on her face, and Fremea smiled sweetly.

"It's Fremea, are you going out to play with your brothers and sisters today?"

Her heart was shot through again, and Riri Saten even thought for a moment that Febree had come back again.

There's no way, these two little guys are just too similar.

Now even their smiles are so similar.

"Um..."

Fremea nodded, slurping the juice in the cup.

"So what did Fremea-chan and brother play just now?"

Following the topic, Riri Saotome continued to ask.

This little girl was so much like Phoebe that she really wanted to talk to her more.

But Riri Saotome didn't notice at all that Fremea, who was sucking the juice just now, rolled her eyes around.

A devilish smile appeared on his face.

"I just rode the roller coaster with Makoto-nii, but it's a pity Shokuhou-nii didn't go."

Compared to the volume just now, Fremea's voice instantly increased by several degrees. Although it was still not loud, it was loud enough for everyone including Haramura Makoto to hear.

"Oh?"

Misaka Mikoto made such a sound.

Then his eyes blurred and locked onto Shokuhou Misaki's back.

Being locked in this gaze, Shokuhou Misaki's body suddenly stiffened, and a bad feeling came over her.

"Why are you waiting here while Haramura-san is playing with Fremea-san? Shokuhou!"

Like a rusty robot, Shokuhou Misaki turned around stiffly.

"Does this need to be said?"

"Of course, sister Fremea was thirsty, so I didn't play with you. I came here to buy some juice first."

"This situation is obvious."