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Finally, the two opened a double private room.

"If you think about it carefully, what we want is how to obtain the big-breasted hand. The person who wins the lottery only needs to tell the other person the information."

"Fighting with no results is super stupid, and there are a lot of cards to confirm one by one. Two people are better than one."

The two of them exchanged words with each other. One of them picked up a card and lay on the bed.

"Comrades with the same aspirations."

"Good luck to you."

The two of them fell asleep.

Misaka Mikoto's dream.

In a messy research room, Misaka Mikoto was wearing a white coat and a pair of light-colored jeans on her lower body, holding a report sheet in her hand.

"The monthly self-measurement shows that the bust size has not changed at all since the age of fifteen. A certain schoolmate's breasts have almost grown in size."

"No, think about it from another angle. The value has not changed, which means I am still young. It doesn't matter to me..."

While she was suffering from the blow from her schoolmate Huang Quanchuan, while she was comforting herself like this, her eyes suddenly discovered something inadvertently. Her whole body was not well, and she saw it clearly written on the report sheet.

"Bust circumference increased by 3cm!!"

"Wow!!!"

With a cry of surprise, Misaka Mikoto woke up from her "nightmare", hugging her chest with both hands and whispering to herself in a trembling voice.

"One day I will grow up. You can't have such unfounded confidence. If that happens, it will be too late..."

Juan Qi’s favorite dream.

"Uh... Is this a maid?" Juan Qi took one look at her outfit. Knowing that she was dreaming, she didn't find it strange, and began to observe the appearance of the room.

"But for those who can afford to hire a maid, the room is very simple. After all, it is just an ordinary dormitory..."

Click! !

"Yo!!!"

"abnormal!!!"

The yellow-haired hedgehog who suddenly came in startled Juan Qi Favorite, but the other person seemed to have not heard her scolding, holding a super sexy maid uniform in his hand and talking to himself.

"Super rare lolita specification. Even if it doesn't look like the fallen angel maid, it still fits your cat very well~"

Juan Qi's favorite fist hardened after hearing the word lordosis and bulging. She gritted her teeth with a sullen face and kept saying: "If you don't take that unpleasant thing away from my eyes, I will kill you." you."

"Meow meow haha~~ Today's rejection is even more intense~~" Tsuchimikado shouted excitedly, holding up the sexy maid costume in his hand, and then teleported to come up to him again.

"But, I believe that you, the most beautiful maid in Academy City, can be worthy of this wild horse imported from England. I hope you can understand this."

"Although this man is a little stupid, his heart is full of sincerity. The owner of this dream is not hateful from the bottom of his heart."

Slowly letting go of the resistance in her heart, Juan Qi's favorite perception changed.

"It has nothing to do with the world's evaluation. As long as it is approved by important people, the size of the breasts must be the same. Is that what it is?"

However, she was wrong. Tsuchimikado opposite saw that she didn't speak for a long time and thought he didn't like her. Then he took out a maid swimsuit with very little fabric from behind.

"If this one doesn't work, there's also a maid swimsuit..."

boom!

After kicking the man in the face, Juan Qi's beloved eyebrows twitched and she spoke extremely speechlessly.

"But I can't stand this perversion."

Misaka Mikoto's Dreamland 2.

Wearing a special school uniform and carrying a cello case on her back, Misaka Mikoto stood among the pillars under the bridge and began to think about the owner of this dream.

"It's so slow. That guy Yu Wang actually asked me to wait for him. I'll teach him a lesson later."

Suddenly, her keen eyes noticed a woman wearing a gray suit and silk-rimmed glasses looking towards her.

"Are you looking at me, an enemy?"

"No, he looks like an ordinary person in his clothing."

"A high-end suit with shoes that have been worn for a long time, a business card box in the inner pocket of the clothes..."

Carefully observing and analyzing Misaka Mikoto, who was approaching her, she suddenly realized something and blushed.

"This, this, this...could this be..."

fantasy time

"I am the producer of an artist agency, do you want to be an idol?"

"Eh?"

Immediately, she began to fantasize about her idol life.

"The eldest daughter of the Purity School of Gakusha Garden made a glorious debut and became the king of popularity in one fell swoop." When she thought of this, Misaka Mikoto couldn't help but hold her hot cheeks: "No, but if it becomes like that, I have to I became alienated from my classmates.”

"If you don't refuse..."

Looking at the woman who had come closer and already had a business card in her hand, Misaka Mikoto lowered her head and began to hesitate.

"Excuse me."

The woman spoke slowly, and Misaka Mikoto became even more nervous, but...

"Can you excuse me?" The woman suddenly passed over her and handed the card to the person behind her.

"What...what's wrong?" Misaka Mikoto turned her head stiffly, and saw the woman in a suit holding the business card in her hand and asking the passing Mitsuko after marriage.

"Suddenly, do you want to be an idol?"

"Oh ho ho ho~~~ You are so discerning," Mitsuko was stunned for a moment after the marriage. He suddenly took out a folding fan from nowhere, opened it, and smiled sheepishly. Then he refused: "But I'm still a student. To complete my studies, I can only refuse you."

On the side, Misaka Mikoto was so shocked that she sat on the ground against the pillar next to her.

"My appearance is obviously not inferior to hers, and I am obviously standing further forward than her. Why?"

Suddenly, her eyes noticed Mitsuko's breasts after marriage.

"Is that that!?"

"Hateful, the bust class society is so hateful!! If my bust were 5cm longer..."

Misaka Mikoto woke up from her dream sadly, hugging her breasts, and said sadly with tears streaming down her face: "In the dream of a stranger, I was hurt by my friends."

Suddenly, she thought of the scene in her dream, and then she lowered her head and looked at her chest and muttered: "The clothes just now can highlight the breasts, maybe it's good... Where can I buy them?"

Juan Qi’s favorite dream 2.

Juanqi, dressed as a ninja, suddenly appeared in a room full of scrolls.

"The next part of the maid's show is that of a female ninja."

She looked at a scroll on the table, picked it up and took a look.

"Is this... the Scroll of Allure... a ninjutsu that confuses men?"

She couldn't help but open it and read it, and the content above slowly appeared in her field of vision.

"Use the female body to the maximum extent. The bigger the Oppai, the better. Drawing the enemy's attention to the Oppai can create flaws during the battle. The opponent who cannot win can also be won over with beauty."

In response to this, Juan Qi's favorite expression was disgusting and disdainful: "Hey! In the end, men are all idiots and scumbags."

Despite this, she continued to read.

"At that time, you have to give up your sense of shame, but you can pretend to be ashamed by acting."

"Ha~ Guys who are proud of their breasts never have any sense of shame. Oh my shoulders are so sore. Oh my god, I don't have cute underwear. They only have masochistic pride."

"But there are also female ninjas who are not busty in the European style."

"I want you to be so nosy!!" Juan Qi's Favorite was already unconscious and yelled at a scroll.

"In that case, you need to rely on your legs. You can use your beautiful legs to enchant. You can show off your inner thighs and incite people's bad nature."

"Humph~ You seem to know a lot?"

"But there is still a market for Oppai. No matter what, we can't win..."

boom! The soft card was inserted directly into the hard wall. Juan Qi's favorite thing was to keep throwing darts and sit on the bed and roar.

“So annoying!!”

He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth with veins on his head and cursed loudly: "Men only need to use their fists to conquer the accumulation of fat that they like, so they can spend their whole lives chewing fat and let the ventilation sweep through their bodies and die!! Idiot! Idiot!! Fool!!!"

The door to the room opened and the waiter reminded politely.

"You will disturb other guests, please be quiet."

"I'm so sorry."