School City,The fourth school district,Because it's a rainy day,Most of the gourmet restaurants here are closed.,The windows on both sides of the street are only a few sparse and warm light outside.,It's estimated that even if it's not closed,People won't receive guests.。

Holding a large black umbrella, Kamijo Dangma trotted on the edge of the road, his shoes stepped on in the muddy water, and the splash of water soaked his pants, which was a little uncomfortable.

"It's cold. ”

The sparse raindrops drenched the ground into pitch black, and he couldn't help but sigh that on the last day of September, the weather around him seemed to become cold all of a sudden.

Uejo's upper and lower teeth couldn't help but shiver, it's autumn now, and the temperature is likely to drop by single digits at night, especially if the body is stained with water, if you don't go back quickly to change out of this dirty clothes and take a shower, Kamijo feels that he is very likely to catch a cold.

Having said that, Kamijo couldn't just go back to the dormitory, because Intix, that little idiot, didn't know where he had gone.

This is the fourth school district.,In the school city defense map transferred out by the girl from Zhachuan Middle School.,This is in the red emergency danger zone.,The hedgehog-headed boy was worried.,On the other hand, he was also a little angry.。

Half an hour ago,After Fang Tong and Suzuko Yuriko chased out after learning Fang Hong's location,Uejo Dangma volunteered to split up with Misaka Mikoto.,Misaka Mikoto went to the Eleventh School District to prepare to intercept the unknown huge atmosphere,And Kamijo Dangma,Go to the Fourth School District to defeat or drag the danger that has caused damage to the school city.。

But what Kamijo didn't expect was that he originally thought that with the food that Saten Tears had prepared for Intix, she wouldn't be running around.

But,Shangjo didn't think about it.,Maybe it's because I'm afraid that Shangjo will get hurt every time I go out.,The little nun actually gave up her favorite food.,While other people were paying attention to the situation of the school city defense map and cracking the satellite surveillance code,She wiped the stains on her mouth with the white sleeve of the 'mobile church',Quietly followed behind Shangjo。

It's also rare that Shangjo's heart is really big, when he was wandering around the fourth school district with an umbrella, he happened to catch a glimpse of Intix's white monastic clothes, half an hour of rain, the girl's silver hair was wet and sticking to her cheeks, no matter who it was, it wouldn't look good after being drenched in soup.

"Bastard, that stupid Intix, what are you running around, if you get so rainy, you'll definitely catch a cold!"

Kamijo Danma was full of anxiety, but he couldn't run fast, because the fourth school district is a commercial area, all kinds of corners and corners can hide people, especially in this rainy environment, the raindrops and water vapor in the air perfectly obstruct the vision of pedestrians, Kamijo Danma must go to those corners little by little, carefully.

Who knows, if that guy from Intix will crouch and hide on the spot?

"Intix! Intix......"

Kamijo Dangma looked at the corners of the roadside windows one by one, and muttered uncontrollably.

The raindrops fell dimly from the sky at the apex, and the raindrops hit the canopy of the umbrella densely, and the popping sound was like a rapid drum beat.

If Intex had been thrown away at other times, Kamijo might have thought that she had gone to the food store to steal food because she was greedy, but the current Fourth School District is unusual, this is an enemy-occupied area after all, and in the phenomenon of Shangjo being hemp, that guy ...... It could end badly.

"Ahh

When I looked up, I couldn't see any stars in the sky, and the thick clouds piled up in the night sky like clods of earth, and the heavy texture seemed to be about to fall at any moment.

Kamijo couldn't help but feel a little emotional, in the face of this natural power, the power of the individual is too small......

'Danger perception' is a biological instinct, and when Uejo has long since perfected the use of mahjong, an ability that has long been discarded by humans who grew up in ordinary society, he senses that there is something near the surrounding buildings...... is quietly snooping on himself.

There were a few lumps of 'garbage' lying in the stagnant water on the side of the road, and Kamijo raised his guard and cautiously approached it. The closer he got, the more he saw what the 'garbage' lying in the muddy water was.

The sturdy figures who were taller than the previous one, wearing block-like laminated plastic and hook net protectors, looking at the weapons and armor in their hands, should be the broken guards, and the cold rain beat on their already soaked and somewhat pale faces, looking a little pitiful.

"Hey, teacher, how are you doing?"

Kamijo walked over quickly, bringing his six senses to the peak, his ears alert like rabbits, trying to discern the possible location of the enemy from the noisy sound of rain.

"Alive,"