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The golden sunlight fell on the tea-haired girl's hair and eyelashes, blurring the soft gold-plated layer.

She seemed impatient, her slender and slender fingers curled up and tapped rhythmically on the smooth wooden tabletop.It's a pity that the knocking sound became more and more rapid, which fully demonstrated the restlessness in her heart.

"Misaka-san," the blond girl sitting across from the tea-haired girl held up her teacup dignifiedly and gracefully, "You're too impatient."

Shokuhou Misaki took a sip of his coffee, then frowned and made an obviously dissatisfied comment: "The coffee in this coffee shop is too average... The selection of coffee beans is also very important. Doing such a simple thing If not, it can’t be called a qualified coffee shop at all.”

"I said," Misaka Mikoto looked annoyed, "If you want to enjoy afternoon tea, you have to check the occasion, right? Is this the time for you to enjoy coffee leisurely?"

Shokuhou Misaki was surprised, a lovely surprised expression appeared on that pretty face, and the starry amber pupils opened slightly: "This is a coffee shop, what's wrong with tasting coffee?"

"It's indeed a coffee shop..." Misaka Mikoto seemed to be enduring the anger that was about to explode, and finally couldn't restrain the volume of her voice, "But who can leisurely discuss the variety of coffee beans in a coffee shop where a murder occurred? Talk nonsense!"

Yes, it was a murder case.

Although various incidents often occurred in Academy City, for Misaka Mikoto, it was the first time for Misaka Mikoto to encounter a murder case in a coffee shop—of course it was not because of the poor security of Academy City.

It's because this isn't Academy City at all.

This is Tokyo.

A few days ago, Misaka Mikoto was still in Academy City.

She got the signature of the application for going out - it was proposed by her mother, Misaka Mirei, on the grounds that "I haven't seen my daughter for too long, so I want to go on vacation together during the summer vacation."

Misaka Mikoto thought that this kind of application would be rejected, but this application was actually approved.Misaka Mikoto was in a trance until she walked out of the checkpoint of Academy City.

After the application was approved, Tokiwadai's teacher had a conversation with Misaka Mikoto.She was able to go to Tokyo not simply because of Misaka Mirei's application, but because of other things - wide-area social practice.

The location of Misaka Mikoto's wide-area social practice is in Tokyo.

Of course, Misaka Mikoto is not the only one participating in this wide-area social practice, she also has a companion.

Thinking of this incident, Misaka Mikoto felt her mood turn bad.She sighed heavily, looking away angrily after being harassed.

"Misaka-san," Misaka-san's sweet voice sounded from Misaka Mikoto's ears, and the blond girl with starry eyes poked Misaka Mikoto's shoulder with her fingertips, "—Misaka-san!"

Misaka Mikoto sullenly asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Of course, the only companion who can make Misaka Mikoto feel annoyed is Shokuhou Misaki.

"Can't I call you if I have nothing to do?" Shokuhou Misaki raised the corners of her lips.

Misaka Mikoto was defeated by Shokuhou Misaki's take-for-granted attitude, and pressed two fingers against her forehead to suppress the sense of powerlessness that surged up from the bottom of her heart.

Sure enough, she still doesn't get along with Shokuhou Misaki.

However, thanks to Daihasei Festival and Indian Poker, the relationship between Misaka Mikoto and Shokuhou Misaki has been eased to a certain extent, at least it is no longer as tense as before.But to say that the relationship between the two of them is so good that they are like sisters... that would not be the case.

"What are you going to do in this wide-area social practice?" Shokuhou Misaki looked into the distance through the clear glass window, and the bustling city with tall buildings was in front of her eyes. "You should be very clear, Misaka-san? We are a cooperative relationship oh."

"I know." Misaka Mikoto's expression was not relaxed, "...a person with supernatural powers." Her tone stagnated, and she finally whispered a word.

Unlike the ability users developed by Academy City, the ability users do not need to be developed to be born with extraordinary power, and they can use their abilities at will without sophisticated calculations.Supernatural abilities cannot be developed, and they appear irregularly, but as long as this extraordinary power appears, it will definitely move people's hearts, so there is Academy City that can stably develop superpowers.

"Tokyo, here we are."

Shokuhou Misaki stared at the sky tree towering into the clouds in the steel city, and his voice was softly about to be blown away by the wind.

Misaka Mikoto was abandoned.

Her mother, Ms. Misaka Mirei, completely forgot about the "vacation" she casually mentioned, and it seemed that she did not intend to return to Tokyo from London to take care of her own daughter at all.

"Mikoto will be able to take care of herself, right? Mom still has to go to university in London"——Ms. Misaka Mirei said this to her 14-year-old daughter in the second grade of junior high school, regardless of the degree Said to be an unreliable mother.

So now she is appearing in the coffee shop with Shokuhou Misaki.

The Guta-shaped mobile phone screen was turned on and then turned off, Misaka Mikoto stared at the few lines of short words, and suddenly felt that even the souffle served in the coffee shop lost its allure.

"Pfft." Shokuhou Misaki let out a chuckle that made Misaka Mikoto furious.

But even on such a bad afternoon, something worse than "being left to fend for itself by my mother" happened.

For example, homicide.

After a not-so-good scream, Misaka Mikoto saw the murder scene for the first time in a real sense.

...In short, this is not a good thing.

The deceased probably died in the bathroom of the cafe. Neither Shokuhou Misaki nor Misaka Mikoto were interested in going to the bathroom to watch the deceased, but there seemed to be people in this cafe who were eager to do so...

The elementary school student wearing glasses and a blue suit rushed into the bathroom first, followed by the uncle who was traveling with him, and the girl who looked like a middle school student had skillfully and calmly pulled out her mobile phone and called the police.

Misaka Mikoto couldn't understand: "Are all children nowadays so bold?"

Shokuhou Misaki: "Don't you think the appearance that the female high school student is used to is more worthy of consideration?"

It's not that they don't want to leave, but they can't leave for the time being.

"The murderer is among you." Said the uncle who rushed to the crime scene immediately.

In order to prevent the murderer from escaping in the chaos, the door of the coffee shop was temporarily closed, and everyone waited together for the police to arrive.

Judging from the reactions of the people around him, the uncle who said this should be a well-known detective, so those who were still in the coffee shop couldn't leave immediately.But their expressions were clearly filled with the anxiety of being close to the murder scene.

Under such circumstances, Shokuhou Misaki, who was calm and composed throughout the whole process, and even had time to cut a piece of mille-feuille cake to taste, seemed very different.

The blond girl ate the calorie-filled dessert, and the sweet taste passed through the taste buds to the brain's sense of happiness. For the first time, a cute girlish expression appeared on her face.Holding her soft face, she let out a thin joyful sound from her voice.

"...It's a shame you can still eat." Misaka Mikoto complained.There was a soufflé in front of her, which was full of color and fragrance, but she couldn't eat a bite.

Generally speaking, normal people would not be able to eat dessert at the scene of a murder, right?

"Ladies should keep in shape," Shokuhou said plausibly. "You can't eat desserts as you like. Of course, you have to be grateful when tasting them."

Misaka Mikoto exposed Shokuho Misaki's background without hesitation: "It's rare that no one is watching you, so you have to eat a lot?"

About this, Misaka Mikoto knows - Shokuhou Misaki is like many ordinary girls, she loves sweets.But because I have a fat physique, the faction members strictly control the intake of sweets, and there are almost no times when I can eat sweets as much as I want.

"Aren't you going to vent your superfluous sense of justice now?" said Shokuhou Misaki, who had been exposed.

"It's not my turn to take care of this kind of thing...the police will be here soon." Misaka Mikoto seemed a little speechless, "At least, I'm not as duplicity as some people."

Someone in Misaka Mikoto's mouth - Shokuhou Misaki naturally ignored her words.

As Misaka Mikoto said, no matter who they are, they don't intend to meddle in their own business.Because they have important things to do, they don't plan to cause trouble on the first day they arrive in Tokyo.

What's more, this is Tokyo. Naturally, there are police officers from the criminal department to investigate this murder case. No matter how you think about it, it shouldn't be something that two ordinary middle school girls should intervene in.

The police came quickly.

The first sentence of the headed police officer Mumu came in was this: "Brother Maoli, why is it you again?"

"Don't you think," Misaka Mikoto said with a complicated expression, "the word 'again' is very subtle?"

"This kind of meeting at the murder scene may have happened several times." Shokuhou Misaki sat on the chair, "They seem to be old acquaintances?"

From the conversation, we can probably know that the elementary school student wearing glasses is called "Conan", and the high school girl who called the police is the daughter of a Maori detective. She is called Ran, and her full name should be Maori Ran.

Misaka Mikoto frowned: "That girl's school uniform, is it the school we want to communicate with?"

"The blue uniform and the school badge are familiar." Following Misaka Mikoto's words, Shokuhou Misaki set his sights on the girl who called the police, "It is indeed the same school."

What a coincidence?

Before Misaka Mikoto could finish her surprise, her train of thought was interrupted by a crisp child's voice.

"Sister, can I ask you a favor?" The elementary school student named Conan stood beside her, raised his cute face, and smiled brightly at her.

"Yes, yes, but..." Misaka Mikoto was stunned for a moment, "Why me?"

Elementary school student Conan doesn't seem to know what IQ is, and uses a sweet child's voice to say things that are too much for women.

"Because there is only my sister here, you have a relatively flat figure, and you are very similar to the victim."

Shokuhou Misaki laughed.