Misaka had a long dream.
In her dream, she came to a place that looked like Times Square, but there were all kinds of weirdos walking on the streets.
They were all walking around in strange clothes, and they seemed to be talking words that even Misaka didn't understand. Just when Misaka wanted to take a closer look, her dream was shattered.
Misaka suddenly opened her eyes.
As soon as she woke up, she saw Mikoto's slightly weird face. Misaka covered her forehead and slowly sat up from the bed.
Mikoto also looked at Misaka quite helplessly and said.
"It's already twelve o'clock at noon. If it weren't for today being Sunday, I wouldn't be able to take care of you."
Mikoto looked at Misaka with a slight headache, and Misaka was also a little confused.
She couldn't remember what happened.
Suddenly, Misaka felt a splitting headache. She covered her forehead and felt the pain with an expressionless face.
This reaction seems to be the reaction of being drunk.
But Misaka can understand what's going on if she feels it a little bit.
All the armed domineering energy in the body has been used up, and the body has only recovered a very small part of it.
Misaka also knows what will happen after all the weapon colors are used up.
The body will not be able to tolerate the absence of Armament Haki in the body, and it will be like a withdrawal reaction.
When that time comes, she will have a reaction like being drunk, which is Misaka's current state.
After Misaka sorted things out a bit, she took a deep breath and cheered up.
She asked, looking at Mikoto beside the bed.
"So onee-sama has been taking care of me? If so, Misaka is really grateful, but can you tell Misaka what happened now? Misaka said quite seriously."
Mikoto couldn't help but smile as she watched Misaka's little face gradually turn into a serious mode. She suddenly recalled what happened last night.
"I remember you were beaten to tears by me when you were playing games with me, and you were crying so hard that you had snot and tears."
Misaka also instantly found this memory in the shame memory area set for herself.
Misaka's little face, which was still a little sleepy and a little serious when she got up, immediately turned into a red face.
Misaka's face immediately steamed up.
At the same time, Misaka also sat on the bed quite confused and said.
"Sorry for causing trouble to onee-sama yesterday. Misaka said with great shame."
Misaka set up a shame zone for her memory like a folder. Misaka's various shameful incidents were artificially sealed in this zone by Misaka.
This is quite amazing.
However, Misaka did not give up after getting up, because this alone cannot explain why all the armed haki in Misaka's body has been used up.
This doesn't make sense, unless Misaka was so embarrassed that she smashed things.
Therefore, of course Misaka asked Mikoto again.
"Then what else happened after Misaka cried herself to sleep? Misaka asked with strong doubts."
When Mikoto heard this, she immediately remembered the scene in the unmanned bus last night. When she thought of this, Mikoto felt her scalp go numb.
That's really a horror story.
That can't even be called an urban legend!
Which urban legend is this ghostly?
So Mikoto also said everything exactly.
"At that time, I remember that I carried you to a bus while you were sleeping, and then the lights of the bus flickered on and off because of your chaotic electromagnetic field..."
Misaka's expression immediately became quite strange. She knew that this was a change that occurred when her abilities advanced.
But Misaka's body would undergo earth-shaking changes every time her abilities advanced, but this time Misaka couldn't feel that extremely special change.
Misaka didn't know what exactly this was going on, or whether it was good or bad, but the only thing Misaka knew was that it was probably at that time that Armed Color Haki came into play.
After all, Misaka has a rather fatal flaw.
She will be shocked herself.
Just like an electric eel uses thick fat to resist the electric shock it emits, Misaka uses armored haki to resist electric shock.
Of course, it was all based on magical physical changes before.
After understanding this, Misaka nodded in understanding and smiled at Mikoto.
"That's normal. This usually happens when Misaka's abilities advance. Misaka explained patiently."
When Mikoto heard Misaka's explanation, she couldn't say anything else. The only thing that lingered in her mind was the beating green heart.
No matter what, Mikoto will probably never forget that scene in her lifetime.
Sudden.
Boom, boom, boom.
There was a knock on the door in this small room.
Misaka, who had just woken up from a strange dream, and Mikoto, who was looking after Misaka, looked at the door at the same time.
A series of weak voices sounded from outside the door.
"This is Misaka No. 20001. Misaka seems to have heard something interesting. dei~ Misaka Misaka said with a happy tone."
Mikoto also laughed when she heard this.
The final one is so cute.
Misaka also imitated the last work and shouted outside.
"This is Misaka No. 7546. There is nothing interesting here in Misaka. dei~ Misaka Misaka said foolishly."
Mikoto: "Hahahaha."
Mikoto laughed without hiding it.
In the last work, they also fought back against Misaka, and the scene was quite tragic.
Listening to the noisy sounds in his bedroom, Touma lay on the bed in the living room and watched TV.
Touma held the remote control feebly in one hand, feeling quite helpless while listening to the noise of Yingying Yanyan next to him.
What evil had he committed?
I don’t know why it attracted a lot of Misaka, and even got a Big Eater next to Misaka.
This is just great.
Touma feels that if the Misakas come up with a figure, he might be able to collect them all.
Sister, sister, sister rice bowl, and pets.
"Oh, unfortunately."
Touma sighed as usual and continued to watch the TV broadcast of last year's Daihasei Festival.
There's nothing fancy about that either.
It’s nothing more than Tokiwadai’s victory.
Just when Touma finally had some time to spare, a knock on the door came from outside.
Boom, boom, boom.
'who? '
Touma narrowed his eyes and put down the remote control. He didn't remember anyone coming to visit at this time.
Out of politeness, Touma decided to go take a look, so Touma ignored Index who was blocking the way and came to the entrance.
He opened the door at the other end of the entrance hall and said.
"I don't need a newspaper here, and I don't need a product."
Click.
As he spoke, Touma opened the door, and what appeared in front of him was a white-haired boy with red eyes.
One way!
