The Daba Star Festival,It's a celebration held in the school city from September 19th to 25th for seven days.。 To put it simply, it is a large-scale sports meeting. Although this is a large-scale athletic event held by all the schools in Gakuen City, it is a powerful institution that occupies the western part of Tokyo. 80% of the total population of nearly 23o people are students, so the scale of this event is not covered.

Today is the 18th day before the opening.

For Misaka 1oo3o, less than a week has passed since the destruction of the "wreckage".

In addition to taking care of the "elder brother" on the hospital bed, the girl had to work a part-time job in the current dessert shop during this time, hoping to get enough currency before the arrival of the Daba Star Festival, so that she could have enough financial resources to spend after the Daba Star Festival began.

After today's work is completed, according to the agreement with the shopkeeper, you can get a salary that is enough for you to squander in the Daba Star Festival!

"Ahh Don't go to a crowded restaurant to eat! Street stalls with the smell of sauce and mayonnaise are the ones I should be! ”

The girl in the white robe snorted out of her nostrils, and set a goal for herself with vigor in the face of the rising sun outside the window.

"And be sure to bring assorted grilles, smoked sausages, takoyaki...... Go to the audience at the game site, while watching the children's shoes on the field swaying their youth under the shells of various abilities, while feasting on cold oolong tea......"

As if caught in some kind of joyful fantasy, the girl's body trembled with excitement.

In fact, girls just like to be in a comfortable place and watch others make troubles and then complain along the way.

In the large room, with the orange fire dancing in the fireplace, leaning in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, sipping the black tea in the palm of his hand, looking down on the people in the street who were drenched in the pouring rain, and then let out a faint sigh...... Just thinking about something like this makes the girl's whole body tremble with irrepressible pleasure.

The girl turned around in the afterglow of a wonderful fantasy and excitedly opened the cabinet in front of her, which contained her overalls—a maid's outfit of unknown significance.

“……”

The energetic girl turned gray in an instant, and it seemed that little by little powder was falling on her body.

The girl's appearance and the identity of the Tokiwadai lady (pseudo) can make the shopkeeper who has a certain strange tendency give her a lot of points, but to get a salary, it is definitely not something that can be done in a medical white robe!

The girl's face was uncertain, and finally, she compromised again, and reached out to grab the thing in the cabinet that she hated so much.

"Anyway... It's the last day! ”

……

"Ahh Mai Trin is still so cute today! ”

Although he still maintained the posture of peeping on the door, the chubby store manager did not look embarrassed at all, and the expression behind the O-shaped glasses seemed to be as intoxicated as if he was in heaven......

The girl, who was already cramped and uneasy because of the clothes on her body, exploded instantly, and after the sound of the human body falling to the ground, the girl stomped on the meat ball on the ground with a flushed face.

"Mix... Bastard! You were just peeping! I'm already thirty years old, and I have to attack middle school girls, and I have to be conscious of my age if I am unscrupulous, uncle! ”

As if she didn't understand her hatred, the girl turned her heel fiercely.

"What, what! Who said I was going to be thirty? ”

As if hearing something unbelievable, the flesh on the ground folded his hands in front of his chest and shrank back in horror.

"Hah! I've checked the information of the owner of this shop, and I'm obviously 29 years old, right? And it's up to now, the day, for, the end! The girl sneered and struck the other man the fatal blow.

"Urusse! Urusse! Urusse! I'm not a thirty-year-old man! I'm still trying my best to spy on my sister every day! I'm still daydreaming about the cute clerk in the store every day! I face A! #¥ Sleepless night! … What a thirty-year-old man, I'm not that pathetic creature!! ”

The store manager held his head in disbelief and screamed, and then, as if self-hypnotic, began to mumble to himself in the corner:

"16 gets 6, 2748, 38 Women's Day, 4918...... Right... That's right, I, Matsuda Taira, am only eighteen years old this year...... Good! I decided, from today onwards, I will be eighteen years old! ”

With his back to the girl who was already full of green muscles, the store manager had a thick beer belly and a teapot shape, and he was resurrected with a sense of satisfaction.

"I said ......"

"Dude? Are you molesting the clerk again? ——”

With a long cavity like finding fault, a girl in a sailor's suit pushed open the door in front of the store manager and walked in.

Haruka Murakami, the younger sister of Hira Matsuda, is now in high school. Although the two siblings were born to the same parents, just like their surnames inherited their parents, their appearance is also very distinct from their parents.

Judging from her appearance, whether the girl is black and straight, or the meticulous sailor suit she wears, she definitely looks like the kind of weak girl who can do housework at home, study quietly at school, and just cry silently even if she is bullied from time to time.

However, her voice was deliberately long and high, and her eyes showed a kind of lazy disdain when looking at anyone...... It's like a bad one.

"Little... Haruka! The store manager threw himself into tears for a moment and threw himself at his sister, "My brother was hit just now!" Only my sister's bosom can comfort my brother's wounded heart......."

"Poof—"

Matsuda Taira's facial features were completely punched directly into that fat face by the fist of the sailor suit girl.

That must have looked like it hurt......

The girl in the maid's costume next to her seemed to be a little empathetic, and the corners of her eyes twitched slightly.

"I said you, you're too unconscious, aren't you?"

Haruka Murakami dragged a long and condescending glance at the girl in the maid costume out of the corner of his eyes, "A little common sense won't be peeped at by this inferior method, right?" Or are you used to this kind of giveaway? ”

"Just... Not at all! The girl blushed and said loudly, "It's just accidental!" ”

"Well~well~ It's been like this for a few days anyway, and you really don't have a long memory...... Anyway, I'm going out now. Haruka Murakami turned around and opened the door, and then, as if remembering something, waved his hand behind him, "I'll come back later in the evening and don't eat at home." That's it, dude. ”

"Little... Haruka ......" The store manager struggled to stand up, but his overweight body made him stand up halfway and fall heavily to the ground, so Matsuda Ping reached out to his sister in despair, "Don't be with those bad guys anymore!" Parents in Heaven will be very sad......"

"Bastard! Parents will be sad when they hear what you say! Do you want me to call now? ”

"Today is the day to collect protection money, right? If you call rashly, you will lose your fingers......"

“%a#￥#”

What kind of family is this......

The girl next to her tried her best to suppress the twitching corners of her mouth, pretending not to hear anything.

……

In short, whether it's a bad store manager who is a voyeur, or a bad girl with a weak appearance, or a bad parent with a black dao...... and the maid outfit with this skirt on her body that is short to a certain limit, as long as she survives today, the girl will survive it.

"Hopefully there won't be any surprises on the last day."

With this apparently ominous wish, the girl began her day's work.

Although I haven't had any formal training, I've had experience from the two-dimensional space, and if I do it, it seems to be pretty good, but if you want to study the details, girls really don't have the necessary consciousness of girls in some aspects. But now the girl's mind is completely off work, and her mind is full of the upcoming Daba Star Festival.

Unconsciously, most of the calculation power in the girl's mind was used by her to sketch a fantasy of the Great Overlord Star Festival, and then she was irresistibly immersed in it, and the external actions only left the most basic things like "maid work program", and now if you don't care about the young girl's expressionless face and flat tone, she can definitely graduate directly from Wuxia's housekeeping maid school.

So for a whole day, the girl didn't even say a few words to the other clerks, but just performed her duties like a person.

As if to make it more difficult for the girl's upcoming salary, in the evening, as the door of the store opened, there was a noise.

"Really, why do you suddenly want dessert?" It was a high school student with a hedgehog head who was walking towards the store with a look of embarrassment.

"Hmph." The pure white nun beside him seemed to be a little dissatisfied with this sentence, turned around and stared at the young man's eyes with emerald green eyes and said, "Dangma, I didn't say that I haven't been to this kind of dessert shop so I must want to give it a try." Of course, I didn't think about spending other people's money to satisfy myself, so I didn't even think about eating desserts. ”

"Okay, okay, I know nuns don't lie, but you don't have to put your hands on your chest and look at me like an abandoned puppy......"

Although Shangjo is very generous, this is just a swollen face and a fat man, and the money in the wallet will not change.

The two sat down at the table, and Kamijo reluctantly reached out and picked up the plastic plate on which the menu was written on the table, searching for relatively cheap targets line by line.

"After all, I am still a cultivator, and in addition to tobacco and alcohol, even coffee, black tea, fruits, desserts, ice and other luxuries are forbidden." The silver nun sat across from the upper strip and continued to explain her position.

"Oh, I see. Originally, I thought that desserts were irresistible for girls. ”

Some people are reluctant to change as long as they are involved in religious reasons.

Kamijo glanced at the plastic plate with the menu written on it again, "In that case, forget it." It's not that you don't have to eat it—"

Before he could finish his sentence, a hand grabbed his hand that wanted to put the plastic plate down. Kamijo couldn't resist the huge pressure from the girl's fingers, and had to raise his head.

"Although I am still a cultivator, it is forbidden to eat any luxuries."

"Then it won't work."

"But since you are still practicing, does that mean that you can't fully follow the standards of the saints? So at this time, maybe there will still be a little possibility that the dessert accidentally ran into the mouth, do you say yes, when hemp! ”

“”

Although I wanted to spit on her, the strength of the girl's fingers became stronger and stronger, as if to suggest not to say superfluous words. It's a pity that the simple Intix doesn't know that sometimes the feeling of silence can be more unbearable than complaining.

That's when it happened.

"I'm sorry to bother you while you're discussing a topic, but is there anything you need?"

While the two froze together, an emotionless and very routine question came from the table.

What does that mean? What is the matter with suddenly interrupting the conversation of a guest, such an iceberg without any enthusiasm at all? Could it be that the technology in the school city has reached the level of popularization of the machine qì human maid?

As if feeling underestimated, Kamijo complained indignantly in his heart. Although it is true that life is far from a certain eldest lady, and this kind of dessert shop would never have set foot if it were not for Intix, this does not mean that the teenager will be indifferent even if he is condescending to be treated with condescending contempt for "hillbillies don't enter this kind of shop if they don't have money".

The female clerk was insincere (?) The tone stabbed the teenager's self-esteem fiercely.

So Kamijo wanted to say something to embarrass this low-eyed guy, so that she would know that even a man like herself, who had to count the eggs in the refrigerator every day, was still the God she should treat respectfully as long as she sat in the store......

But before Uejo Dangma could speak, Intix, who was sitting opposite, spoke first:

"Short?"

Belch? This title seems to be Intix's name for Mikoto Misaka......

"Mikoto Misaka?"

Kamijo Danma looked up with an unreal expression, and then saw the girl who had just come back to her senses and looked at her with a slightly flustered expression.

"Why do you work in this kind of shop?" The pure white nun didn't seem to show the other party's panic at all, and threw out this kind of question that made the girl even more embarrassed.

"Aha... The reason for this is complicated......" The girl who was dragged out of her fantasy by the fantasy killer said perfunctorily with a smile on her face that was reluctant to look at it.

"I met an acquaintance at work" is such an embarrassing thing, and the girl is completely at a loss, and now she is wearing a maid costume with a certain meaning......

Although Intex actually never met the girl once, the girl even knew her better than the previous one.

Intix Index (index-1ibrorum-prohibitorum), a nun belonging to the 'Necessary Evil Church' in the Puritanical parish of Puritanism in England. He is about 14-15 years old, but he looks like a 12-13 year old. She usually wears a pure white nun's dress with gold embroidery. Use full memory ability to memorize 1o3ooo book of magic books.,But I can't use magic casually.,Lodge in the student dormitory of the upper article.。 Because you have to read the magic books in various languages and be proficient in various languages.

In the girl's heart, she is a heroine who has no sense of zài at all except for appetite and head biting......

But just because you don't have a sense of zài doesn't mean it's not important. On the contrary, the contradictions and conflicts between the school city and the Roman Orthodox Church, including the later Third World War, were almost all triggered by the arrival of the pure white nun in the school city.

The mobile library that has completely memorized 1o million 3ooo magic books,How important it is for the magic side,The girl couldn't be clearer.。 Although he is now staying in the academy city as a proton.,And the "fantasy killer" of the school city is the guardian.,But the magic side has never stopped watching the catalog.,The game of all parties around the pure white nun is going on secretly all the time.。

It's just that the catalog stays in the base camp of the science side of the school city.,The parties on the magic side will have some scruples when they move.。 Small magical forces are incapable, and if large magical forces are forced to come, the conflict will be exacerbated...... In fact, it's not just a headache on the magic side.,The upside-down hanging man in the school city is probably quite big when dealing with sporadic attacks on the magic side, right? If you leave it alone, it will definitely not work, but if you directly use force to expand the situation, it will give the other party an excuse to attack on a large scale, so Uejo Dangma can only be used as a pawn by the chairman again and again......

It's really a collection of all the troubles......

But then again, if such a "troublesome group" stays by the side of Uejo Dangma, in a sense, it can be regarded as just right. After all, it has been proven that none of the predecessors of the above article can take on this position competently, whether it is a certain red priest, or a giant "drop-" saint, or the alchemist who has become an ordinary person... I could only watch the memory of the pure white nun be erased again and again......

But none of that matters now.

"Hey, what the hell did you mean by that disdainful tone just now?" Kamijo Dangma remembered the self-esteem of being stabbed again, and since it was an acquaintance, there was nothing polite to be polite!

"Did you come to work with a sense of superiority over the poor?"

"Huh? What are you talking about? Does that superficial sense of superiority mean anything? ”

"But just now, Miss, you were talking to us with a superficial sense of superiority." Kamijo mimicked the girl's voice just now, "'Do you need anything from the guest?'" What's going on with that tone? ”

"Uh... Is that... There's a reason for that! I was just distracted......"

"Ah, see a poor ghost like me can't even concentrate? This kind of contempt that has completely penetrated into the bones......" Shangjo spread his hands and sneered, "It's really big, small, sister!" ”

There was a strange sound from the maid's temples.

But.

The girl suddenly bent down, and said in a voice from the dantian, "I'm very sorry! In that case, please tell me, this ignorant maid, Mikoto Misaka, anything! ”

The rest of the shop stopped moving.

They looked at the girl who said this sentence and the person who said it, and began to whisper secretly, and the chubby store manager was behind the counter biting a handkerchief with tears in his eyes.

"Looks like I've finally changed a little."

Kamijo Dangma is satisfied with the maid's attitude - this thing is wrong with this guy in the first place!

The maid straightened up respectfully, picked up the tray with both hands, and slowly raised it with a very serious expression without any playfulness at all.

"Let's basically start by creating a comfortable environment, young master. Because Mikoto Misaka is not used to these things, it may be a little rusty, so please understand. ”

"Huh? This one... You don't have to do this kind of process, just greet us normally! ”

Kamijo felt that something was slightly wrong, but the maid's serious attitude and respectful expression made him unable to find any flaws, so he scratched the hedgehog head in confusion, "If you need anything, I will tell you." ”

"Yes, young master." The maid bowed again, ready to turn away, but as if remembering something, she turned around and added, "If you need to sleep, be sure to wait until after dark." ”

"What......? What the?! Hey!? What nonsense are you talking about, you guy! ”

Kamijo Dangma's face was instantly red like blood, but the maid who said this had already left on her own.

Then, he felt as if his face was at the mouth of the furnace, and there was some kind of scorching danger coming from it.

He turned his head stiffly, and now the pure white nun opposite him was already flushed.

Kamijo wanted to believe that it was out of embarrassment and shyness, but it didn't seem to be the case.

"When hemp!! ——”

The nun's shrill roar made Kamijo almost roll over in fright. The girl's characteristic high-pitched voice penetrates the eardrums, as if you have just eaten a large amount of shaved ice, which is a headache.

Then, before Kamijo could open her mouth, the petite nun swooped down on the top of Jojo's head like a big white cat.

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