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The honey-like sweetness that belonged exclusively to Shokuhou Misaki rushed towards her face, filling Misaka Mikoto's feelings violently.

So close.

too close.

She saw her eyes reflected in those honey-like pupils.

The golden hair brushed Misaka Mikoto's slender neck and arms exposed in the air, and the slight itching immediately made her ears hidden behind her temples turn red.

Mao Lilan stood together with Edogawa Conan and Haibara Ai, and their faces showed complicated expressions in unison.

Are these two people aware of it? This atmosphere is really too lily!Is there any shame in saying something that sounds like mutual attack but is actually flirting in front of others without knowing it?

Haibara Ai and Edogawa Conan's thoughts are very synchronized: the two LEVEL.5s of Tokiwadai Middle School are rivals on the surface, but in private they are so...unspeakable?

In short, under the stimulation of this kind of provocative words similar to running on each other, Shokuhou Misaki and Misaka Mikoto were among the people who went to the public bathhouse.

"The man who brought the goulash has an interesting identity."

In the dressing room, Shokuhou Misaki was talking to Misaka Mikoto in a low voice while unzipping the side zipper of her clothes.

Misaka Mikoto asked straightforwardly: "What identity?"

She was unbuttoning the cuffs, when she heard this, she raised her head and tilted her head to look at Shokuhou Misaki.

"The undercover agent of a certain criminal organization—the FBI." Shokuhou Misaki thought for a while, and let out a cute nasal voice while thinking, "Hmm... there are too many people involved, and the relationship network feels as complicated as a police movie. "

"In short, whether it's the FBI, CIA, or the public security, they all have something to do with the Mori family." Shokuhou Misaki gave her conclusion, "There is a core figure."

"Edogawa Conan."

A few syllables came out from the girl's soft lips, Misaka Mikoto didn't find it strange.

Although the contact time is short, she knows that Edogawa Conan is not an ordinary elementary school student.

Being able to perceive the truth earlier than adults, and even mastering the skill of dismantling bombs, this six-year-old's body contains a mind that is smarter than most people.

"I'm completely involved in trouble." Shokuhou Misaki sighed, and pressed her slender fingers between her eyebrows, "Obviously what I thought was that I could wander freely in the city with just a handbag , Luxurious upper-class life."

"Give up, for the time being, you won't have this chance." Misaka Mikoto ruthlessly interrupted Shokuhou Misaki's delusion, and she also felt a little headache, "CIA, FBI, really these are only in movies and novels The intelligence agencies I have seen in the past, unexpectedly appeared at the same time..."

And they all know their identities.

Although it has nothing to do with wide-area social practice, we must be more or less vigilant, after all, the technology of Academy City has always been coveted by the outside world.

If there is a chance to know, the FBI, CIA, and even the Japanese public security will surely not miss it.

She kept this in her heart, and glanced at Shokuhou Misaki's long golden hair that fell loose.Under the light, the long golden hair is like a flowing gilt river, and the hair seems to be shining like stars under the light.

"What are you going to do with your hair?"

"But I didn't wear a hair tie." Shokuhou Misaki frowned her pretty eyebrows.She brushed her long hair, which flowed from between her fingers.

Misaka Mikoto snorted, "You really are troublesome enough."

She pressed Shokuhou Misaki's shoulders to let her sit on the wooden bench in the dressing room, and raised her hand to remove the small white flower hairpin pinned on her bangs.

"Don't touch my hair!" Shokuhou Misaki said in a complaining tone, "It will cause static electricity!"

"Are you an idiot? Swallow this kind of unpleasant words back to my stomach."

The end of the hairpin was bitten between Misaka Mikoto's teeth, and she seemed a little ambiguous when she spoke, and her sticky pronunciation became cute.

If it were Misaka Mikoto a month ago, she would never do anything that would come into contact with Shokuhou Misaki.

Maybe... the sudden cohabitation life softened her defenses.Shokuhou Misaki didn't seem as bad as she thought.

The girl with tea hair used her slender and slender fingers to braid her long golden hair into several strands, and tied them together on the top of Shokuhou Misaki's hair. She pinned the small white flower hairpin at the end of her hair and tied the coil The raised long hair was pinned carefully.

Shokuhou Misaki lowered her eyelashes, she clasped her hands tightly and placed them on her knees, with a straight line between her lips.She could clearly feel the movements of Misaka Mikoto's fingers and the warmth of her fingertips.

"Okay!" Misaka Mikoto took a step back, and glanced at the long hair that was well coiled on the top of Shokuhou Misaki's head with satisfaction.

Shokuhou Misaki felt a little incredible.

Did Misaka Mikoto pin the hairpin on her hair so easily?

What is she...

Her Lady Queen, who is good at manipulating people's hearts, only felt that she was full of complex emotions, and her pupils were filled with all kinds of emotions like melting honey.She raised her hand and lightly touched the outline of the small white flower at the end of the hairpin with her fingertips.

The hairpin lay quietly in her hair.

"Misaka-san... is the idiot."

The women's bathhouse was filled with hazy mist, and the sound of water echoed clearly in the room.

The steaming heat swirled upwards, and the girl's porcelain-like skin was dyed a light pink.

Shokuhou Misaki was leaning against the huge bathtub, the girl's round shoulders and clear-cut butterfly bones were exposed on the water surface, and the bulging curve of her chest was submerged underwater.

Misaka Mikoto stared at Shokuhou Misaki's chest with a shocked expression.

Shokuhou Misaki showed an unbearable expression: "Misaka-san, don't stare at other people's chest."

"Why, why..." Misaka Mikoto muttered to herself in a daze, "I used to think that there would be some thick pads in the underwear to create an illusion, the essence was similar to me...but in the bathhouse In such an environment of being honest with each other, it is still like this..."

"So, you can see this obvious thing at a glance. How long are you going to deceive yourself and others?" Shokuhou Misaki was a little speechless, "Is it only now that you start to feel inferior? Misaka-san from Hirakawa."

"How can you understand my troubles!" Misaka Mikoto burst out suddenly, "You still say some sarcastic remarks!"

She approached quickly in the water, and supported Shokuhou Misaki with one hand on the bathtub wall behind Shokuhou Misaki. At that moment, Shokuhou Misaki was so frightened that she could only press her back tightly against the bathtub wall.

Misaka Mikoto was very close to her, her arms were still propped behind her, forming a posture similar to a "wall-dong".The raised finger of the brown-haired girl almost poked Shokuhou Misaki's eyes, and her fingertips rested on her lips that could say nasty words.

"Misaka-san," Shokuhou Misaki moved his lips slightly, "Why are you playing with his lips?"

When she spoke, the hot breath between her lips and teeth sprinkled on Misaka Mikoto's fingertips. The touch of her lips was very soft, like peach-flavored jelly with honey.

Misaka Mikoto seemed to realize just how ambiguous this posture was, and after a few seconds of stalemate, she suddenly withdrew her hand and sat back upright.

She turned her face away from looking at Shokuhou Misaki, but she exposed her red ear tips.

That's weird.Mao Lilan thought to herself, the atmosphere between these two people is too strange!

"Speaking of which, Misaka-san and Shokuhou-san are so amazing," Mourilan tried to break the strange atmosphere that seemed to be the only two people left in the world, "I can chat with Mr. Okiya who is a graduate student, Tokiwadai Middle School Have you started teaching the content of the university?"

Okiya Subaru didn't stay at the Mori Detective Agency for a long time. He chatted with Misaka Mikoto in the name of "graduate student of engineering school", but the content involved was all knowledge that would only be learned at the university level.

"Tokiwadai does teach university courses." Misaka Mikoto adjusted her expression and answered her.

Mao Lilan nodded knowingly: "Hey...so that's the case. Tokiwadai Middle School is indeed a famous school in Academy City."

"So, do Shokuho-san and Misaka-san have someone they like?" She then changed the subject, not letting go of Haibara Ai whose face was half soaked in the water, "Where is Xiao Ai? At school Is there anyone you like?"

"It's impossible for a boy of that age to be my love partner." Hui Yuanai answered indifferently without any hesitation.

As if he didn't expect Mori Ran to ask this question suddenly, Shokuhou Misaki and Misaka Mikoto fell silent together.

Perhaps it was because the bathhouse was too hot that his face turned red.

the person I like?

If you had asked this question a few months ago, you would probably have thought of Kamijou Touma first, right?But now... is the affection she poured into him really love?

Or is it like when a drowning person sees the only driftwood, he regards the great gratitude bursting out of desperation as love?

She couldn't tell.

It's just that Kamijou Touma's figure suddenly became blurred when he mentioned the "person he likes".

After taking a comfortable bath, after changing clothes and about to leave, Misaka Mikoto suddenly remembered the hairpin she pinned to Shokuhou Misaki's head.

"Hey, where's my issuing card?"

Shokuhou Misaki had already loosened her hair. Her long golden hair was like soft silk, but the hairpin with the small white flower was missing.

"Ah, the hairpin. Maybe I accidentally lost it when changing clothes just now?" Shokuhou Misaki seemed to have just remembered this, "I'm sorry Misaka-san, as an apology, I will give you another hairpin in the future Sample?"

Misaka Mikoto opened her mouth, and wanted to say that she could go back and look for it, after all, that hairpin had a different meaning to her.But she looked into Shokuhou Misaki's eyes, and suddenly felt that she had nothing to say.

She sighed, "...that's fine."

"Conan fell down?"

Mao Lilan, who was standing at the front of the bathhouse, let out a loud voice of surprise.