Misaka finally returned to her daily calm after being inexplicably involved in a series of strange events.
Misaka was lying on the bench in the base and had a slight headache listening to the sounds of Kiyama and her students reuniting.
"Misaka seems to be busy and lonely again for no reason," Misaka said with a hint of loneliness.
In this incident, Misaka felt more like she had been busy with some inexplicable events, if not for some rewards at the end of the event.
Misaka probably fell asleep now.
Mikoto fell into self-doubt. She really couldn't imagine how Misaka swallowed so much meat on the road.
And in the end, it was more like Misaka didn't want to eat so she chose to give up and continue to generate pieces of meat on her hands.
Mikoto also made some calculations, and without saying anything else, she estimated that Misaka had swallowed as many pieces of pure meat as a whole cow.
I really don't know how Misaka's stomach can hold so many things.
Mikoto glanced at Misaka, who was lying limply on the chair, with suspicion.
Misaka had turned into a small figure at this time, and she lay limply on the chair with her head hanging down.
Naturally, Kiyama failed to witness Misaka's transformation process. In fact, the place where Kiyama and her students got along was separated from Misaka by a wall.
Misaka, on the other hand, reluctantly acted like an innocent little Misaka, lying on a chair and not caring about the world at all.
Mikoto was still looking at Misaka with suspicion. Misaka closed her eyes tightly and used her little hands to scratch her itchy spots from time to time.
"How on earth did she eat food that is several times bigger than her body? It's impossible for these foods to disappear out of thin air..."
Mikoto gradually fell into doubts about science, so she stared more carefully at Misaka, who was lying on the chair and about to collapse into a puddle.
The more Mikoto looked at Misaka lying on the chair, the cuter she felt, and the more she looked at her, the cuter she felt.
Finally, under Misaka's meaty temptation, Mikoto was finally greedy.
Mikoto immediately stretched out her claws towards Misaka.
"hey-hey."
Mikoto let out a Kuroko laugh while rubbing Misaka's back. The collapse of a character often only requires a little temptation to give in to her.
"No, don't touch Misaka. Misaka said tiredly."
Facing Mikoto's unruly sneak attack, Misaka just shouted in a completely devoid of majesty voice.
This suddenly aroused Mikoto's urge to play with children even more.
Usually Misaka has an adult-like appearance, but she rarely showed this side and it really struck a chord with Mikoto's girlish heart.
"Let me rub it."
Mikoto said this very forcefully, and it must be said that Misaka's slightly warm and soft touch is really addictive.
Not to mention the strange fragrance that always emanates from Misaka's body. Although Misaka herself describes this fragrance as quite unpleasant, everyone can't help but like it!
So Mikoto successfully joined Pan Misaka's huge team, and Misaka allowed Mikoto to ravage her without any resistance.
Mikoto is also deeply trapped in the way of cuteness and cannot extricate herself.
However, while Mikoto was giving Misaka a massage, Misaka also slightly thought of someone.
'Misaka...it seems like I haven't seen her for three years, right? Misaka... I must bring some delicious food next time...'
Misaka's eyes gradually closed, and the overwhelming sleepiness completely settled on Misaka's body.
zzzzzzzz.
This time Misaka really fell asleep, without any moisture at all.
Misaka's even and gentle breathing also reached excited Mikoto's ears.
Only then did Mikoto pay attention to her hands and somehow managed to turn Misaka over.
Misaka showed her rather weak abdomen to Mikoto, showing no resistance at all.
boom.
Steam came out of Mikoto's head. She lowered her head and pressed her lips tightly, feeling ashamed right up to her ears.
But Mikoto's hands still held Misaka's sleeping cheeks uncontrollably.
Mikoto also muttered lightly.
"What's wrong with me..."
Weird daily life.
........
........
In an unknown hospital.
In a not very unique ward.
A fierce battle between patients.
"This is Misaka, and then here is Wang Zha. Do, Misaka said without mercy."
Snapped!
Sister Misaka, who was injured from the previous street fight, had already thrown out two cards.
When these two hand cards were slapped on a pile of cards on the wooden bench, Kanzaki Kaochi cast a strange look at Sister Misaka.
Sister Misaka said completely nonchalantly to the Weiyuan material with a plaster on her neck in front of her.
"It's your turn. Do," Misaka reminded with certainty of victory.
Wei Yuanzhi's face turned pale, and he finally spat out a word from his throat.
"Pass."
Afterwards, Weiyuan Material turned his attention to Kanzaki Huochi, who still had a plaster on his right hand.
Kanzaki Huochi said with a complex expression.
"I can't afford it."
In this small ward, the smell of disinfectant permeates the surroundings, but in the center of the four beds, there are three guys with different degrees of disability playing cards.
call.
Since the window of the ward was open, the breeze blew through the curtains mercilessly and swept away any trace of heat.
When the breeze blew through Misaka's sister's hair.
Sister Misaka's expressionless face suddenly showed a smile, and at the same time, Sister Misaka began to rub the extremely smooth cards in her hands.
Weiyuan Material shed a cold sweat while touching the cards in his hand that he couldn't play.
Kanzaki Huochi had a pretty good-looking card in his hand, but he only played out a few.
Sister Misaka paused as she rubbed the cards in her hands.
Immediately, a strange smile appeared on Sister Misaka's face.
√
Snapped!
"Airplane. do, Misaka ended the battle without mercy."
Seeing Sister Misaka's empty hands, Weiyuan Material and Kanzaki Huochi's eyes widened.
The atmosphere gradually solidified, and this card game only took one minute from start to finish.
In the end, Weiyuan Substance started to tremble all over, and he violently upturned the small stool in front of him.
"Play with your mother!!!"
The poor little stool rolled around on the ground several times, and playing cards were floating everywhere in the air.
Kanzaki Huochi also looked at the hand with an aggrieved look on his hand, which was obviously very good but somehow couldn't be played.
It seemed that she was going to be overpowered by Misaka sister.
Weiyuan Material, who was caught between the two European Emperors, was in a miserable state. From the beginning to the end, he stared at him with a bad hand of cards.
There is no game experience except for the rising anger value.
After winning this match, this Misaka sister also smiled proudly with her hands on her hips.
Good times don't last long.
Because Weiyuan Material's behavior of lifting the stool attracted the nurse's attention.
A nurse with a livid face opened the door coldly and looked at Kanzaki Huochi and Weiyuanzhi who were squatting on the ground and shouted sharply.
"You're playing cards again!"
Misaka, who had just been so proud, hid under the quilt of the hospital bed and shivered.
