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Sunny weather is great for sleeping in – and, of course, dating too.

It was exactly eight o'clock when Misaka Mikoto woke up, and the biological clock she had lived for a long time made her open her eyes when the sunlight fell into the room through the cracks in the curtains.

When she just woke up, her eyes were still slightly blurred, and everything she saw seemed to be covered with a hazy layer of shadows, and there was a blur of brilliant gold reflected on the retina.

Misaka Mikoto waited for a few seconds before the layer of water mist subsided slowly, and only then did the brown pupils clearly see everything in front of her eyes—the dazzling golden mass was a living person.

The girl with brilliant blond hair slept next to her, subconsciously making a gesture of curling herself up.The long golden hair was messily spread all over the bed, and the luster on the hair was like a flowing golden river.

The girl was still in a deep sleep, her thick golden eyelashes moved slightly, and a layer of healthy pink appeared on her fair cheeks.

- Shokuhou prays.

Misaka Mikoto and Shokuhou Misaki were facing each other, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Shokuhou Misaki's sleeping face.

Sure enough, I'm still not used to it.Misaka Mikoto thought that every time she woke up and saw Shokuhou Misaki beside her, it would take her a while for her brain to react.

They only slept in the same bed for two nights in total, so it was obviously impossible for Misaka Mikoto to get used to it right away.

Misaka Mikoto did not make unnecessary movements, she was still lying quietly on the bed, tracing the face of Shokuhou Misaki with her eyes - no matter how many times she looked at it, she had to admit irrefutably that it was an overly beautiful and delicate picture. s face.

It's a pity that he opened his mouth and always said something that was not flattering at all.

Misaka Mikoto thought with a deadpan face, but she was full of bad humor and bad ideas under her good-looking skin, and she especially liked to play all kinds of bad tricks on her, which didn't match that doll-like face at all.

The queen's breathing was soft and long when she was sleeping, and her shoulders exposed outside the soft bedding were white and round, and she looked like an angel who was ignorant of the world.

But when she woke up, things were very different.

The cold snap of late autumn has arrived. As a person with spiritual abilities who cannot use microwaves to warm herself, Shokuhou Misaki undoubtedly prefers a warm bed, which makes her sleep time in winter gradually longer.

But Misaka Mikoto didn't intend to let Shokuhou Misaki just sleep like this.

She raised the corners of her lips, and stretched out her fingers maliciously to pinch the tip of the queen's upturned nose—the place used for breathing was blocked, and the strange feeling of being difficult to breathe quickly woke up Shokuhou Misaki.

When Shokuhou Misaki opened her eyes, Misaka Mikoto let go of her hand.

"Misaka-san, let me tell you, today is Saturday." Shokuhou Misaki said blankly, "If you think it's a school day and use this method to wake me up without any other valid reason, I'm bound to be angry."

"Of course I know that today is the weekend." Misaka Mikoto replied confidently, "It's getting late, so what's the problem with getting up? Pigs should wake up by this time!"

There is no doubt that she is Shokuhou Misaki who still needs artificial wake-up service at this point of connotation.

"what?!"

Shokuhou Misaki was furious, she bent her elbows to support the bed, borrowed strength to prop up her upper body, and tried to oppress Misaka Mikoto with her condescending gaze.

But she failed.

The queen had one or two golden strands of long hair that were pressed down by Misaka Mikoto, so she couldn't sit upright on the bed, but because of the pulling force generated by the hair strands being pressed by Misaka Mikoto, at the moment of excessive force, she Subconsciously fell to Misaka Mikoto.

"... Shokuhou Misaki," Misaka Mikoto, who was suppressed by Shokuhou Misaki, let out a weak voice that was severely injured, "You open it..."

Shokuhou Misaki pressed her upper body sideways on Misaka Mikoto's chest, her face buried in the thick quilt.As a victim, Misaka Mikoto's chest was suddenly pressed with an object weighing nearly a hundred catties. At that moment, she felt that she had seen the end of her life.

Misaka Mikoto was so overwhelmed that she couldn't breathe.

"Misaka-san, you don't need to use your abundant acting skills at this time." Shokuhou Misaki's voice became dull because of the bedding, "Also, it's obviously because you suppressed my hair that it became like this .”

"No," Misaka Mikoto said quite firmly, "It's you who gained weight."

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……

Shokuhou Misaki was completely sober from anger.

It was a weekend, first she was forcibly woken up, and then she was mocked by Misaka Mikoto for her weight, which filled Her Lady Queen with depression.

The breakfast is very simple, and there is no need to ask the staff who manage the student apartment to customize meals in advance.Misaka Mikoto cooked cereal with milk and served it with a few slices of toast with jam.

For this, Shokuhou Misaki has no dissatisfaction - because she can't even use electronic products such as bread machines, which can be called fools.

After breakfast, Shokuhou Misaki connected to the video call from Junko Hokaze.

As the leader of the faction, even if he is not in Academy City, Shokuhou Misaki needs to keep abreast of everything about the faction.Junko Fanfeng is the second-in-command of the faction, and she usually makes a video call at a fixed period to report to Shokuhou Misaki in a summary of the developments during this period.

"Leave in an hour," Misaka Mikoto tapped on the wooden table top remindingly, making a deep sound, "You should still remember?"

"Of course." Shokuhou Misaki replied with his chin half propped.

On the other end of the video call, Junko Hokaze, who noticed their interaction, clasped her hands together, "Queen, are you going on a date with Misaka-san?"

"Hmm—" Shokuhou Misaki elongated her voice, and finally smiled slightly, "You can think so."

First date as a lover.

"Really?" Fanfeng Junzi looked very happy, with a very gratified smile on her face, "That's really great!"

As someone who has been matching Misaka Mikoto and Shokuhou Misaki intentionally or unintentionally, Hokaze Junko is of course very happy.

"I've finished talking, so I won't bother you." Fanfeng Junzi was very tactful, "I wish you a happy day, queen."

Satisfied, she hung up the video call to give the queen time to get ready for the date.

……

Living in Tokyo, in fact, there is not much trouble in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, only the dressing is different from when they were in Academy City.

According to the regulations of Tokiwadai Academy, students must wear Tokiwadai uniforms no matter it is a weekday or a holiday, even if it is a long vacation. Therefore, except for special events such as open days or school festivals, all students Almost all wear student uniforms.

It's different in Tokyo, as long as it's not school time, you can wear private clothes at any time.For an important occasion like a date, it is of course impossible to wear a student uniform.

Misaka Mikoto has already changed her clothes for going out, her makeup is very light, she only wears colored lipstick to show her complexion, and also uses a little perfume on her ears and wrists.Although Tokiwadai regulations do not allow students to make up, Misaka Mikoto believes that this is the so-called "lady's etiquette".

She was sitting on the sofa, and when she was about to pick up the hair accessories on the coffee table, Shokuhou Misaki had already picked up the gold-less star hairpin.

"Don't move." Shokuhou Misaki said softly.

As expected, Misaka Mikoto stopped moving.

She leaned close to Misaka Mikoto, her long blond hair fell on the back of Misaka Mikoto's hand as she moved, and gently scratched the skin on the back of her hand.

The girl's fingers were soft and delicate, she gently brushed Misaka Mikoto's forehead hair, and stuck the hairpin on one of the brown sideburns. The diamond inlaid next to the star was cut into countless small facets, thus refracting the bright sunlight Let out a dazzling flash.

Shokuhou Misaki withdrew a little distance, looked at Misaka Mikoto and said: "My vision is really good."

"Although what you said sounds like you're boasting," Misaka Mikoto stood up helplessly from the sofa, "but I'll just pretend you're also praising me."

Shokuhou Misaki walked to the entrance together with Misaka Mikoto, she held the doorknob, pressed down slightly, and the door opened.

"Let's go, then?"

For couples dating, amusement parks and movies are almost a must.

They have already been to the amusement park, so the movie theater is one of their agendas for today.

Before going to the cinema, however, they had to settle for lunch.

"Although I change the collocation every day," Shokuhou Misaki said, "I have already had enough of that bento set at Tokiwadai."

Misaka Mikoto is not very picky about food, so they chose a French restaurant in the sky garden, which has a Michelin three-star rating.

"Going to the movies today, nothing will happen." Misaka Mikoto sat by the window, and she talked while watching the scenery outside the window, "There were various accidents when I went to the amusement park last time. "

First, robbery and hostage, then bombs and so on, there is no atmosphere that makes people feel at ease dating at all.

It is now noon, and looking out from the high place where they are, the huge steel city of Tokyo is shining in the midday sun, and the body made of steel is shining brightly, no matter how you look at it, it is full of peace and beauty.

"Isn't it because of the presence of a specific person last time?" Shokuhou Misaki didn't call the name, and her statement seemed a bit reserved.

There is no doubt that this "specific character" must refer to Edogawa Conan.

"There are no specific characters in the cinema."

After sighing with relief, they began to feel at ease to eat French cuisine with three Michelin stars.

……

At the door of Dr. Ali's house, Edogawa Conan put one hand in his pocket and looked at Haibara Ai in disbelief.

"Are you really going to watch that Kamen Rider movie with them?"

"Then what else?" Hui Yuanai glanced at him coldly, "I promised them before, it's very difficult to make a child sad, big detective."

After she finished speaking, she walked to Dr. Ali's yellow Beetle car parked at the gate of the courtyard, opened the door and sat on it.

"Let's go, Conan!" Yoshida Ayumi urged dissatisfiedly, "If you don't go, the movie will start!"

To be honest, Edogawa Conan really didn't want to go to see this big Kamen Rider movie with them, but...

He looked up at the sky, heaved a long sigh, and nodded resignedly.

"coming."