The Missionary of the Second Dimension

The class time is fleeting for Zhai Nan, and it is the same for others.

Because he promised Kanzaki Kaori to help her find scientific books about the brain, Zhai Nan used his authority to borrow a thick book from Tokiwadai, which was comparable to a large library.

As the evening approached, when Zhai Nan asked Qisara and the others to go back first, while he found books in the library and left the school gate, he heard the sound of metal clashing in his ears again.

Because of the setting sun and the constraints of Tokiwadai College's school regulations, there were basically no other people on this relatively remote path except Zhai Nan and the vending machine in front of him.

"Bam—!"

"Boom!"

The familiar voice sounded again.

Zhai Nan looked at the girl who bent down and kicked the vending machine fiercely, with a "here it goes again" expression on her face.

"I said, I saw you again."

When Misaka Mikoto, who was concentrating on the vending machine with her feet, heard this voice, a momentary expression of panic appeared on her face.

But after seeing that it was Zhai Nan, the panic disappeared without a trace.

"What, so it's you?" Misaka Mikoto glanced at Zhai Nan and said.

"It's not a good sign if you are too indifferent to the teacher. Are you addicted to this kind of thing?" Zhai Nan walked over and asked.

"I heard that some people in this world have some kind of desire|desire beyond ordinary people. Maybe you will feel uncomfortable if you don't kick the vending machine for a day?"

"How is that possible?" Misaka Mikoto retorted angrily, being treated as a pervert is not a good result.

"You have to know that the vending machine placed here has already swallowed tens of thousands of yen from me so far!"

It is said that some vending machines often have the problem of swallowing money, but after being reported, they are quickly replaced with new ones.

"This one was just replaced yesterday."

Seemingly guessing what Zhai Nan was thinking, Misaka Mikoto added.

"However, for a girl, it's obviously not good to make kicking movements. Let me help you take a look. You must know that I am very sure about my luck."

In a sense, God can guide the direction of destiny.

If Zhai Nan is still in the dark world of bullets, then he will become the most lucky existence there, and it should not be much worse in other worlds.

"Just watch the teacher and I will play well."

Misaka Mikoto made way for Zhai Nan to play freely.

He took out his ID card and inserted it into the card slot, and then pressed the green button of the strawberry juice.

Then, the vending machine, which she couldn't make it work no matter what she did before, made a running sound, and the drinks in the background began to slide down the aisle.

"Is my luck really that bad?"

When Misaka Mikoto really thought that Zhai Nan was lucky, the bottle of drink was stuck at the exit.

The angle is quite perfect, and it just sits horizontally on it without moving.

The scene suddenly fell into silence.

"..."

"It's just a simple matter of probability. My luck can be said to be very good for me to encounter such a thing." Zhai Nan glanced at the vending machine, and then continued to press a button. "Smash it with the drink that fell from above, and give it a boost."

"Look... this is just..."

The second bottle of drink was successfully stuck on it.

"..." Misaka Mikoto watched silently.

"I think I can go buy a lottery ticket." Zhai Nan continued to press the button without giving up, and then the third bottle was stuck on the second bottle again.

"Very good, it seems that if I buy a lottery ticket now, I will definitely win the first prize."

Zhai Nan got on a vending machine, continued to press the button, and the scene that appeared in front of several people was that the exit of the vending machine was completely blocked by bottles of drinks, leaving no movable gap .

"..." The corner of Misaka Mikoto's mouth curved slightly.

"It seems that the teacher's luck is even worse than mine."

"It should be just a technical problem." Zhai Nan smiled dryly. He was a god, why would he lose to a mere vending machine?

"At this time, a little trick may be needed. I admit that what Misaka-san did just now is justifiable."

Zhai Nan said in a serious tone.

Then he stretched out his hand and smashed the special glass of the vending machine, and took out all the drinks inside one by one.

"Hey, that's my schoolbag." Misaka Mikoto said dissatisfied.

"Teacher, just borrow it."

Zhai Nan stuffed all the drinks into the girl's schoolbag and stood up.

"It's all right now."

Then, as if nothing happened, he opened the bottle and drank.

"I said..." Misaka Mikoto was quite speechless about Zhai Nan's transformation before and after, and then glanced at the vending machine that was flashing red light and said, "Teacher, you seem to be locked by the discipline committee."