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The girl was reflected in the mirror—with long golden hair that was more dazzling than the sun, the stars were crushed and sprinkled into the pupils melted with honey, and the outline formed by every line of the facial features was shockingly beautiful.

The mirror faithfully reflected the movements of the blonde girl.She turned her face slightly, and used her fingers to brush aside one side of her hair, revealing her swan-like neck.

There was a clear red mark on the fair skin.

"Such a conspicuous place..." the blond queen murmured to herself, but she didn't look unhappy at all.

She didn't seem to want to hide anything. Of course, the proud queen was happy to let everyone know that Misaka Mikoto was hers, and she was stamped with the mark of "Shokuhou Misaki".

"Are you gone?"

Misaka Mikoto, who was ready, urged her outside the bathroom.

"Let's go." Shokuhou Misaki tidied up her long hair and walked out of the bathroom.

The scheduled itinerary is to gather in the morning, and everyone will return to Tokyo from the ski resort together, and go back to their respective homes to recharge their batteries—this is what Suzuki Sonoko said, because the next day is Monday, and in two days it will be time for all Students are in high spirits for the Christmas celebration.

After the meeting, Toru Amuro, who has keen observation skills, of course noticed the occasional red marks on Shokuhou Misaki's neck, but as an adult, he at most felt in his heart that the youthful and energetic middle school girl of the present age has a little red mark on her face. None of the performance.

People who gossip also found out - such as Suzuki Sonoko.

However, Shokuhou Misaki's attitude was open and frank, and he wanted to let you watch, which made Suzuki Sonoko, who wanted to make a few jokes, shut up in embarrassment.

"Look at them," Sonoko Suzuki, who had lost the target of his joke, had no choice but to slap Mao Lilan on the seat next to him with his arm, "That's called falling in love, okay?"

But there are always some naive and ignorant children.

"Sister Shokuhou," Moto Kojima asked curiously when passing by Shokuhou Misaki's seat, "Did you get ketchup on your neck?"

A group of people in the car understood themselves, and there were not many who didn't understand, and fell into an awkward atmosphere for a while.

"No," only Shokuhou Misaki calmly fooled the child, "It was bitten by a mosquito."

Suzuki Sonoko said in her heart, I believe you are a ghost.

A day in the life of a female high school student is dull and boring.

At least for Misaka Mikoto, this is the case.

At least there are no terrorist incidents such as homicides or bombings in the school. The class time is only from 03:30 to [-]:[-] in the afternoon. The courses taught by Didan High School are basically what Misaka Mikoto has already learned... In short , nothing new.

But something seems different today.

"Don't you think that many people are looking at us today?" Misaka Mikoto frowned slightly.

Shokuhou Misaki walked beside Misaka Mikoto without looking sideways: "Isn't it normal to want to see people who look good?"

"Really..." Misaka Mikoto still felt something was wrong.

This kind of attention ceremony was only available when they first entered Didan High School as exchange students, and then the attention was reduced because of the passage of time; but for some reason, people are always looking at them today, and after watching Will also whisper a few words.

What makes Misaka Mikoto even more inexplicable is that there is such a trace of... unknown source of expectation in the eyes of these people.

What are you looking forward to?

Misaka Mikoto was confused.

This kind of confusion didn't have an answer until 03:30 in the afternoon, when the get out of class bell was rang on time.

"After school today, there is going to be a rehearsal for the classical music concert, right?" Sonoko Suzuki remembered something, and turned to Shokuhou Misaki.

"Indeed it is." Shokuhou Misaki, who was stared at, gave an affirmative answer.

"Sonoko, what are you thinking?" Mao Lilan, who has been a best friend for many years, immediately guessed Suzuki Sonoko's thoughts, "Why did they let you sneak in to watch their rehearsal practice?"

Suzuki Sonoko didn't take it seriously: "It's in the auditorium anyway, isn't it easy to take a look at it?"

"I saw the concert repertoire posted on the bulletin board," Sera Masumi looked at Misaka Mikoto, "I didn't expect you to participate in this concert."

"I'm looking forward to the performance of the ladies of the Noble Academy."

"Wait, wait, wait, wait—" Misaka Mikoto interrupted Sera Masumi's words, her fingers subconsciously clasped the edge of the table, and the fingertips of the other hand thought of herself.

Misaka Mikoto's expression looked quite unbelievable, "You, and you, what do you mean? Me? Me and who?"

Her frightened expression was like that of a kitten with rounded eyes, with a dazed, bewildered and puzzled expression.

Misaka Mikoto deeply doubts whether her brain was invaded by Shokuhou Misaki at an unknown time period, and a memory was deleted without anyone noticing, otherwise, how could she not know that she also participated in the classical music concert this matter?

"Huh? Don't you know?" Mao Lilan was stunned for a moment, with a look of astonishment on his face, "You -- of course you mean Misaka-san, and Shokuhou-san."

"...I don't remember that I signed up at all." Misaka Mikoto slowly turned her head, quietly watching Shokuhou Misaki who was calm and composed.

"According to Misaka-san's shame, she wouldn't sign up, so I signed up for Misaka-san." Shokuhou Misaki didn't feel guilty at all, and faced Misaka Mikoto with "I know you are very grateful." I" expression.

"So," Misaka Mikoto gritted her teeth with a serious face, "I have to thank you, right?"

Suzuki Sonoko seemed a little surprised: "I didn't expect Misaka-san to be ignorant... I thought you guys had discussed and prepared an ensemble."

"Ensemble?!" Misaka Mikoto raised her voice again.

"Of course, the program is a violin and piano ensemble, so it can only be you and Shokuhou-san." Sera Masumi said as a matter of course.

"...No wonder," Misaka Mikoto covered her face with her hand, her voice was weak, "I just said, why so many people look at us today, it's because of this..."

The exchange students who come to Tokyo from the top three noble girls' schools in Academy City, which is famous for developing superpowers, are about to perform a classical music ensemble at the Christmas celebration-of course, it will attract the attention of ordinary high school students.

Not to mention that the performer is a rare beautiful girl.

But no one told Misaka Mikoto about it.

It seems that everyone agreed that she signed up by herself - because the classical music recital is something that has been preparing for a long time, it does not mean that she will be selected for the program after signing up. In order to ensure the duration and quality, this must be done first. After a round of screening, there is rehearsal.

We have reached the stage of rehearsal, how could we not participate in the screening?Everyone thought so, so when the program list was posted, everyone acquiesced that Misaka Mikoto was an "informer".

The whole world knows that Misaka Mikoto and Shokuhou Misaki will perform an ensemble at the Christmas celebration, but only Misaka Mikoto herself doesn't know - at this time, there is no way to go back on her word.

"Since you don't know it yourself, the screening is..." Mao Lilan remembered this, but when her eyes met Shokuhou Misaki, she immediately came to her senses, and her voice gradually lowered.

The blond queen looked back with a smile, the spots of light fell into the honey-colored pupils, and the stars flickered slightly in the sunlight.

Since there is Shokuhou Misaki, it is of course feasible to cheat with a little trick.

"You planned it long ago." Misaka Mikoto sneered, "This is revenge—you are really narrow-minded."

It was only now that she realized what Shokuhou Misaki's meaningful smile meant when she was at the ski resort that day.

It turned out that the hole had been dug by her long ago, and it was left here waiting for her to be forced to jump into it obediently.

Shokuhou Misaki did not deny that Misaka Mikoto said that she was small-minded—of course she would have to pay back double if she was bullied. How could the queen of Tokiwadai be willing to suffer?

"This is not revenge," the queen smiled, "I want to listen to Misaka-san's performance personally."

"I didn't know you could play the piano..." Misaka Mikoto didn't bother to argue with her about signing up anymore, "Then what should I do now? There will be rehearsals later, but I don't even know the repertoire."

Because the order may need to be adjusted, the program list posted only lists the performers, but does not mark the pieces played.

"What are you kidding, Misaka? How could I not know how to play the piano." Shokuhou Misaki snorted softly, with a dissatisfied attitude, "The piece is the third movement of Frank's "Violin Sonata in A Major", such a well-known piece , Misaka-san shouldn’t know how to play, right?”

The students who can enter Tokiwadai are almost all young ladies. For them who come from affluent backgrounds, learning musical instruments is inevitable—at least 95% of Tokiwadai students know how to play musical instruments, but there is a difference in level.

Shokuhou Misaki is also from a wealthy family, she is a real rich daughter, and it is only natural that she can play the piano.

"Although I will, I know you will too, but it's not a question of whether we will or not?" Misaka Mikoto said in disbelief after being silent for a while, "The rehearsal will be in half an hour, but we haven't even practiced as a ensemble once. !"

Shokuhou Misaki didn't take it seriously: "It's okay, I have a good understanding with Misaka-san."

The queen winked at her—if it really didn't work, she could still synchronize by other means, but it was more troublesome.

Misaka Mikoto knew that it was hard to get off the horse now, so many people knew that they were going to perform together, the selection had passed, the program had been confirmed, and it was almost certain to go on stage; but she still tried to struggle to the death.

"... I didn't bring my violin," she said.

"It's okay," Mao Lilan replied immediately, "There are in the music classroom."

Mao Lilan can also play the piano, and is sometimes called to help with the music classroom. Of course, she knows which instruments are in the music classroom.

Misaka Mikoto hesitated to speak.

"...So that's how it is, haha."