A certain Pikachu's railgun

"Misaka-senpai, Shirai-san, why are you here, ahem..."

"Really, Chuchun is already so sick that he didn't tell me. If it wasn't for the phone call from Leizi just now, we wouldn't know."

Heizi put the canned strawberries on the table, expressing his dissatisfaction with Uiharu, and Mikoto behind her nodded along.

Lying on the hospital bed, Chuchun first coughed a few times, and then looked at Leizi with a sad look. This action also made the latter show a rather embarrassed expression.

"Well, Shirai-san, how is the work of the Disciplinary Committee?"

In the past two days, due to physical problems, Chuchun did not go to the branch to report. Because of this, Chuchun did not know about the victims.

"Not too good. When will your illness recover in Chuchun? The branch still needs you."

All of a sudden, Heizi said such a sentence that couldn't be read clearly. Originally, she didn't want to say it, but in the past two days, there have been too many messy things. Chuchun asked so casually, and she started to complain.

However, seeing Chuchun's worried look, Heizi felt a little regretful. After all, it was not appropriate to say this in front of the patient.

"Really, Saten-san, help me up quickly, I still have to be a branch..."

Chuchun struggled up from the bed, showing his love for work. Unfortunately, the hard struggle just now had exhausted most of his strength. Chuchun, whose face was still flushed, suddenly fell on the bed after planting two plants.

"Really, Chuchun, you haven't recovered from your illness, so why are you so brave? And you, Heizi, what nonsense are you talking about here!"

Meiqin glared at Heizi, and gently helped Chuchun cover the quilt, Heizi is a real guy, Chuchun has been sick like this, and she is still like the boss of this black-hearted company, talking about work here, not caring about the patient's feelings at all.

"Well, Misaka-senpai, I need your help with something..."

Saten hesitated for a long time, but finally chose to speak. The reason why she called Misaka-senpai and the others was for this purpose.

"Tear, tell me."

"I'm going out to buy some ingredients. Please take care of Chuchun for me. I'll be back later."

"No problem, leave it to us here."

As far as their friendship is concerned, there is no need to be so polite about such a small matter, just say it directly.

Seeing that Meiqin agreed, the expression on Renzi's face softened a little, she pointed to the casserole in the kitchen, and began to confess to Meiqin.

"Misaka-senpai, if you and Shirai-san haven't eaten yet, let's have some vegetable porridge with Uiharu. Also, Uiharu's appetite may not be very good..."

"Okay, okay, you're so wordy, you won't be able to marry in the future."

With a smile on her face, Meiqin slowly pushed Leizi to the door. Really, she can take care of others, okay? Some borrowings are basically common sense, and she still knows it very clearly.

"Okay, I'll be back in a minute."

Saten put the player in her pocket away and smiled at Misaka Mikoto.

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To choose, or not to choose, this is not only a philosophical question, but for Su Mo, it is also a question about the direction of the story.

Su Mo, who acts as the door god in the dormitory, couldn't help but fell into deep thought when he saw the tasks issued by the system.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for triggering the world mission - saving Saten Ruiko.

Mission description: Saten Ruiko is about to use the fantasy hand, the host chooses to stop it or ignore it?
Task Reward: Reward the host with a chance to draw a card.

Mission penalty: reward the host with a chance to draw a card. "

Strictly speaking, it doesn't matter to Su Mo whether this task is completed or not. The only thing that affects him is Leizi himself.

However, even so, it still caused Su Mo to fall into an unprecedented entanglement. He even felt that this mission was the most difficult in terms of pure difficulty.

At least, for Su Mo himself, it looked like this.

Let's choose to make a move. It's not fair for Leizi himself. After all, Su Mo deprived Leizi of one of the few opportunities to experience his abilities. It may not be a good thing for Leizi himself.

Choose to ignore it, let Su Mo watch Leizi fall into such troubles, and even cause some mental trauma, but he is somewhat unable to do so.

After tangling and tangling, he didn't think of any good solution. In the end, Su Mo gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and made a somewhat selfish decision.

There is no way, if Renzi wants to blame him, he can blame him as much as he can. Under the premise that he can't do anything, in order to force Miqin's full strength, Su Mo can only make the choice of his teammates to sacrifice to heaven.

Su Mo was responsible for the blame, and Meiqin was the hero. Su Mo, who had already made up his mind on what to do, directly pressed the button of ignoring with trembling little hands.

The next moment, centering on Su Mo's body, a golden light slowly bloomed. Apart from these, there was no change. If I had to say it, Su Mo's heart became more guilty.

In the end, his heart was in a mess, and he didn't plan to wait in the dormitory. He planned to take a closer look. Even if he couldn't do anything, he wanted to help Saenko bear the pain.

Even Su Mo was disgusted by his behavior. With quite complicated emotions, after making a certain disguise, he followed the prompts of the system and ran quickly towards the place where Leizi was.

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The specific form of Fantasia Royal Hand is a piece of audio, at least, Leizi, who has been browsing the forum for a long time, thinks so. This audio was downloaded from the forum half a month ago.

It wasn't until today that Saten decided to make up her mind, she wanted to become stronger, she had a reason to become stronger.

Satenko slowly took out the player from his pocket. From just now, Satenko's right hand has been shaking non-stop.

Perhaps in the eyes of those capable users, Saenko's behavior is quite ridiculous, but only Saenko herself knows why she did this.

Only the incompetent himself can experience that kind of despair, the despair unique to incapacity in Academy City, a place where strength is the most important thing.

And this, all today, has completely become a thing of the past.

Thinking of this, Saten Ruiko slowly put the earphones into her ears. The specific lyrics and specific melody are no longer important to her.

She could only hear the sound of her own heartbeat clearly, boom, boom, boom...

Gradually, Saten felt something wonderful, clusters of air currents that were not too big or too small, just right, slowly blooming from her hands.

With an expression of disbelief, Saten Ruiko was very excited when she saw the swirling air current in her hand. This small air current was the greatest redemption for Saten Saten herself.