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But that wasn't what left Misaki's mind blank.

Instead, it was a young girl who was striving hard there.

Misaka Mikoto? !

The wasp squeaked.

The bag in her hand fell to the ground, and the remote control rolled out.

Tsk tsk.

Ling Qing let out a light, cheerful laugh, her iridescent pupils gleaming with delight in the dim light.

You've mistaken me for someone else, little bee.

This is Misaka 00001.

As if to prove his point, the brown-haired girl raised her head.

indeed.

That face was exactly the same as Mikoto's.

But her eyes weren't as sharp as Misaka Mikoto's.

Especially with the translucent drool hanging from the corner of their mouth, they look like the type that's very easy to fool.

Misaka 00001 is on a mission to have intimate contact with Lord Rei as part of a romantic relationship. Misaka tries to explain the situation but feels shy.

Misaki felt dizzy and had to hold onto the door frame to steady herself.

She watched as Ling Qing's slender fingers gently stroked No. 00001's hair.

That gesture was both gentle and possessive in her eyes.

What did you do to your sisters?

Her voice was trembling.

Ling Qing raised an eyebrow.

He declared righteously: What did I do?

It was just a response to their confessions.

Twenty thousand Misaka Sisters have all expressed their love to me. As proof of accepting their feelings, I have decided to start today to build a deeper relationship with them in numerical order.

He deliberately emphasized the last few words.

After becoming the only god, Qing found herself with nothing to do, so she started to sort out her relationships with the Misaka Sisters.

Twenty thousand… Even he felt a little pressure.

…Ear…

P.S.: The picture is of Misaka Mikoto!

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Since you're here today, I've decided to use you as a teacher to guide the Misaka Sisters.

ha?

The wasp's legs began to weaken.

She had envisioned countless possible forms of cost.

But I never expected it to turn out like this.

I...I didn't know Misaka Sisters were there...I thought...

She was a little incoherent.

Did you think it would be a private time for just the two of you?

Ling Qing smiled.

That smile made the wasp hallucinate as a cheetah before it pounced on its prey.

Unfortunately, it's not possible today.

Number 00001 has already arrived here; we can't interrupt her, and I don't think she'd agree anyway.

Uh-huh!

Misaka 00001 responded vaguely in agreement.

And she was seriously trying out the tongue-tip rotation technique that Ling Qing had taught her.

……

Misaki felt a wave of exhaustion.

But at the same time, they couldn't take their eyes off it.

She saw Ling Qing beckoning to her with her finger.

The gesture was like summoning a disobedient pet.

Come here, little bee.

You insisted on thanking me, even though I clearly said it wasn't necessary.

Now that the transaction is complete, you must fulfill your obligations properly.

Misaki wanted to escape.

But her personality wouldn't allow her to ignore the promises she made.

His body was already stiff as he walked forward.

Even from close range, she could smell Ling Qing's distinctive scent.

If I had to describe it, it would be like ozone after a thunderstorm, mixed with the scent of ink from some ancient book.

Ling Qing lifted her chin with her fingertips.

How about we start here? Let me experience the flavor of the Queen of Tokiwadai.

Faced with his extremely aggressive gaze.

Misaki Shokuhou closed her eyes in a daze.

What followed was Ling Qing's kiss, which was also her first kiss.

Her mind was completely blank.

moment.

Open your eyes, little bee.

Misaki Shokuhou opened her eyes, her gaze unfocused.

She subconsciously pursed her lips.

The unique temperature still lingers on it.

But when she opened her eyes, she was dumbfounded.

Because Misaka 00001 is already...

Misaka 00001 reports… The eager first time is complete, do! Misaka attempts to move her body…

Ling Qing kissed No. 00001's forehead as a reward, then looked at Shokuhou.

Sorry, it seems that No. 00001 can't wait for your lesson.

But don't just sit around doing nothing. (bifa)

Misaki Shokuhou bowed her head.

Seeing the uniform buttons automatically detaching from their buckles, it was as if invisible fingers were operating them.

Ling Qing's iridescent pupils drew closer and closer, eventually filling her entire field of vision.

……

The moment Misaka Mikoto opened her eyes.

A sharp, intense pain immediately spread throughout my body.

Woo…

She couldn't help but let out a soft groan, feeling as if her body had been run over by a heavy truck.

Sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains, casting long, thin golden lines on the floor.

She blinked, trying to adjust to the light.

At the same time, I felt something slowly sliding down my body.

What's going on here...?

she muttered.

His mouth was very dry, and the voice he made was so hoarse that it startled even himself.

Even simple movements like raising her arm are strenuous for her.

When her gaze fell upon her smooth body, her cheeks instantly burned.

Covered with marks and stains.

Especially certain key areas are like territories that have been arbitrarily marked.

What made her even more ashamed were those that were only half-dried.

Woo…

Mikoto covered her face.

Memories came flooding back.

What impressed her most was the overwhelming power and tireless energy.

Mikoto felt like her face was so hot she could fry an egg on it.

She remembers how she experienced each high-ranking official position.

Even their cries and pleas for mercy only resulted in a more ferocious attack.

I even remember Kuroko and Kihara Ayaki...

Thinking of this, Mikoto suddenly turned her head to look at the other side of the bed.

really.

Shirai Kuroko was curled up asleep.

Her hair, which was usually tied in pigtails, was scattered messily on her pillow.

The bare shoulders were also covered with marks.

Meanwhile, Kihara Tsurugi lay on her back with one hand on her forehead, breathing steadily.

That's really... exaggerated...

Mikoto muttered to herself.

He carefully propped himself up, trying not to wake the other two.

With every inch of movement, the muscles protest.

The soreness, especially in the area that was bearing the most pain, made her almost have to bite her lip to keep quiet.

She struggled to move to the edge of the bed.

I flinched when my toes touched the cold floor.

I need to take a shower first...

she said to herself.