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"It's so bad."

Misaka Mikoto said.

"Yokohama is such an unstable place."

Shokuhou Misaki leaned against the wall, and the concrete wall made the sound of being hit by high-speed bullets from time to time.It sounds a little dull, like it's embedded in the wall.

I don't know whether to call it bad luck or luck... Shokuhou Misaki and Misaka Mikoto ran into gang fire.Fight the scene.It sounds like two small gangs of the Port Mafia are fighting each other over trivial matters, and it boils down to a fight on the street after a disagreement.

Probably because the actual leader of this area is the port mafia, an armed supernatural organization, so the people have skillfully found bunkers to hide.

"If something like this happens in Academy City, it will definitely be suppressed by the security guards and discipline committee members soon." Misaka Mikoto covered her face with her hands, "In Yokohama..."

In Yokohama, the police belong to the less powerful force, the "weaker" side.

"There don't seem to be many surveillance cameras around here. I think... we can take a step first."

Shokuhou Misaki looked at the few remaining cameras around, and proposed this practical suggestion to Misaka Mikoto.

Misaka Mikoto raised her head and looked around - this was a deep dark alley, and it was easy to escape from the scene by walking from the top of the building.If she is afraid of being discovered, she only needs to destroy the surrounding surveillance in advance, and there will be no problem.

As for mediation or something... Don't be kidding, this is a gang fight, since it doesn't involve ordinary citizens, and it's a dispute outside of Academy City, there is no reason for her and Shokuhou Misaki to get involved.

With a thought in Misaka Mikoto's mind, the lightning spear was released from the girl's brown bangs.The next second, the running camera suddenly stopped working.

Shokuhou Misaki naturally opened her arms to Misaka Mikoto.

Misaka Mikoto was a little unnatural, she approached and hugged Shokuhou Misaki from her armpits.The girl's body is soft and slender, her hair is filled with a sweet aroma like honey, and the skin touched under her fingertips is smooth and warm, full of youthful beauty that belongs to a girl.

They were both girls, but Misaka Mikoto couldn't control the beating of her heart when she hugged Shokuhou Misaki.The heart that betrayed its master was pounding, exposing all its secret desires.

She heard Shokuhou Misaki's laughter.

The girl's chest vibrated when she laughed, and the golden hair swept across her neck, conveying the numb itching to her fingertips.

"Misaka-san..." Shokuhou Misaki whispered, "Your heart is beating so fast."

Even if she couldn't see Shokuhou Misaki's face, Misaka Mikoto could still imagine it—probably doing it deliberately as a trick.The warm breath released from the blond girl's soft lips, sprinkled densely on her ear pinna, it would definitely turn red from the heat.

Misaka Mikoto pursed her lips tightly. Holding Shokuhou Misaki, she flew over the buildings lined up, and landed on the ground away from the battle.

Shokuhou Misaka loosened the arms that embraced Misaka Mikoto kindly, and pressed her slender fingers against her lips with a teasing smile, "Misaka-san is really easy to be shy."

"Huh?" Misaka Mikoto raised her voice in embarrassment, "Isn't it because you suddenly made some strange little moves!"

Shokuhou Misaki made an innocent and pitiful voice, "Huh? But I'm just talking normally, why is Misaka-san so maliciously speculating about others?"

"Of course you are a black-bellied bad woman who looks bright on the surface but is full of bad things behind her back, of course she only deserves to be speculated." Misaka Mikoto commented mercilessly.

Shokuhou Misaki snorted and laughed a few times: "It's okay, I know that Misaka-san, who is as plain as ever, must be envious of me who is glamorous, and I can forgive you for the time being, the stupid words you said out of poor inferiority."

In this kind of childish mouth-to-mouth atmosphere like elementary school students quarreling, Shokuhou Misaki and Misaka Mikoto left Yokohama together.

Haibara Ai half-supported her cheeks with her palms, flipping through the new issue of the fashion magazine carefully, the cover character was Mori Kogoro's favorite Okino Yoko.

But she couldn't bear to close the magazine before turning a few pages, and turned her head to glare at Edogawa Conan who was sitting aside.

"What do you want to keep staring into my eyes?" Hui Yuanai's tone was full of impatience, and there was a threat of "If you can't give a reason, I will let you go".

Edogawa Conan did not respond at all—although those blue pupils were staring straight at Haibara Ai, but there was no focal length in the pupils, obviously, he was caught in some kind of indescribable fugue among.

It wasn't until Haibara Ai couldn't bear it any longer that he picked up a fashion magazine and rolled it up into a ball, then knocked it on Edogawa Conan's head, only then did he recover from the pain from his forehead.

"It hurts!" Edogawa Conan covered his forehead in pain, "Haibara, what are you doing!"

"I just wanted to ask." Huiyuan Aishi put down the magazine without thinking that his behavior was wrong at all, "Edogawa, what are you in a daze for?"

Conan Edogawa narrowed his eyes. He probably knew that the question was outrageous, so he hesitated for a while before saying, "Have you ever seen a person with stars in their eyes?"

"... Huh?" Haibara Ai was overwhelmed by Edogawa Conan's question.

She was puzzled, and looked at Edogawa Conan with an expression of whether you are in the water.

"Forget it," Edogawa Conan was discouraged, "Just pretend I didn't ask, maybe it's just that I got it wrong."

Hui Yuanai made a straight face: "I said, you'd better explain it to me honestly."

She hates people who swallow half of what they say the most. Although their curiosity has been aroused, they are forced not to be satisfied.

"It's nothing." Under the oppression of Hui Yuan's eyes, Edogawa Conan honestly said clearly, "It's just that when I ran into a case in the coffee shop yesterday, I saw a strange person... there are stars in his eyes. Mang’s girl. The murderer in that case is also very strange, obviously one second he was still defending, but the next second he suddenly started talking about the bad things he had done—since kindergarten.”

Edogawa Conan added one more sentence.

"The murderer's eyes also seemed to have stars, but I only saw them for a moment... maybe I was wrong."

Haibara Ai's expression became serious when Edogawa Conan narrated.She pressed two fingers to her chin, lowered her eyelashes and thought deeply.

Edogawa Conan frowned: "...Haibara?"

"You think that there is some connection between that girl and the murderer, right?" Hui Yuan Ai said, "Because of the stars in her eyes."

Edogawa Conan said: "I think so, but there is not enough evidence, it's just my guess." He seemed to remember something, "By the way, you have seen light beige sleeveless sweaters, gray pleated skirts, school badges Is it a uniform of gold and red with a middle part that looks like a golden clover?"

He was talking about the Tokiwadai uniform that had not yet been replaced by Shokuhou Misaki and Misaka Mikoto on the first day in Tokyo.

Of course she had seen it—and had seen it many times.

This girl in school uniform with stars in her eyes...

Hui Yuan Ai gradually had a clear answer in his heart.

"With that star girl, there is also a girl with short brown hair and brown eyes." Conan Edogawa added.

Misaka Mikoto.

Is it the "original" she's never seen...or is it the "sister"?

Hui Yuanai's hands were slowly clenched, and she made a few deep folds in the hem of her clothes.Her pupils narrowed slowly, her lips were pursed into a straight line, cold sweat condensed on the side of her temples, slowly slid down the contour of her cheeks, and did not enter her neckline.

Conan Edogawa noticed the obviously strange expression on Haibara Ai's face: "Haibara, what's wrong with you?"

Hui Yuanai was brought back to her senses by his voice, she licked her lips, as if she was thinking about how to word it.

"My parents once studied in Academy City." She answered irrelevantly. "I also studied in Academy City. Actually, there is no need for it, but the organization insists that I go...whether it is to gild my scientific research experience or something else. "

Nominally, Academy City belongs to Japan - but in fact, Academy City is equivalent to "China", including the Japanese government, many countries are coveting super power development, and even more than ten years ahead Technology.

Organizations, of course, have had ideas.

She lowered her eyelashes, "The girl you met...I know that uniform."

"It's a prestigious school in Academy City, Tokiwadai Middle School, a noble girls' school that ranks among the top five in superpower development."

"You're in the second year of middle school, but you can't even use a hair dryer," Misaka Mikoto said contemptuously, "Are you mentally retarded with an underdeveloped cerebellum?"

Shokuhou Misaki knows that it is best to shut up if she wants something from others, but she still mutters in a low voice, "...It's not that I begged you."

Her voice was covered by the strong wind from the hair dryer, so Misaka Mikoto couldn't hear her clearly, otherwise she would have dropped the hair dryer and left.

Misaka Mikoto, who said she was unwilling but acted honestly, was holding a hair dryer and blowing the wet long hair of Her Lady Queen, who was an electronic idiot.

If it was an ordinary style, Shokuhou Misaki wouldn't be able to use it.But I don't know where I got it from. It has all kinds of strange but useless functions, so complicated that Shokuhou Misaki couldn't figure it out after a lot of typing.

There are always some small research institutes with mixed research funds, nominally saying that they are "high-end products with the most powerful functions", but in fact the things they make are full of useless skills.

Shokuhou Misaki thought angrily, did those R&D personnel understand that the so-called hair dryer only needs the simplest blowing function!

In the end, it was Misaka Mikoto who showed great kindness and did good deeds every day.

Misaka Mikoto was sitting on the sofa, Shokuhou Misaki obediently hugged her legs together, and sat on the soft carpeted floor, letting the moisture attached to her long hair gradually disappear under the force of the wind.

Neither of them spoke much, but the scene where one silently blows hair to the other—as if they were an old married couple who had lived together for many years.

"Your long hair is really troublesome." Misaka Mikoto complained.

Because of her long hair, it took Misaka Mikoto more than ten minutes to help Her Lady Queen dry her wet hair.

The Queen, who is an electronic idiot, snorted, "This is one of the charms of women, and a child like Misaka-san who is not yet developed will not understand."

"...You always have the ability to piss me off with a single sentence." Misaka Mikoto clenched her fists.

The long hair had been dried, and Shokuhou Misaki stood up with a triumphant smile. She curled a strand of golden hair with her fingers, walked around the sofa and walked into the bedroom without turning her eyes.

When Misaka Mikoto passed by, she threw something towards her.

Misaka Mikoto caught it subconsciously. She thought it was a prank or something, but what lay in her palm was a pink quack pendant.

She looked at it for a long time in Yokohama, but she didn't buy it in the end... She was very surprised, she didn't expect Shokuhou Misaki to buy it.

She turned her face to look in the direction of the bedroom, and a voice as sweet as honey came from the gap in the bedroom door.

"Think of it as a thank you to the childish Misaka-san."