From the main road, bend into the side path, and then through several narrow alleys, you will come to a five-story student dormitory. The surrounding buildings are all over 10 stories tall, and the dormitory has the illusion of being dark and damp in comparison. The entire building makes it seem as if moisture has penetrated into the deepest depths of the cement.

"This should be it, right?" Tatami's golden eyes looked at the five-story dormitory, and he stepped inside.

It was late at night, and Tatami didn't choose to come here during the day to find the best work, because he was afraid that he would get into a fight with the guy who passed by, and it would be a sin if it hit innocent passers-by.

Walking inside the building and climbing the untrimmed concrete staircase, the damp smell greeted him, making Tatami frown a little uncomfortably.

"That guy is really, obviously so rich, why don't you find a better student dormitory to live in? Aren't you afraid of getting rheumatism if you live here? Despite his disgust at the smell, he walked up the potholed concrete stairs with the handrail, which had almost fallen off the paint.

Instead of stopping on the second floor, Tatami went straight up to the third floor and stopped at the end of the hallway.

"The information in the library seems to only say the address of the guy who passed through the party, but it doesn't seem to say his house number" Looking at the several doors in the hallway, Tatami was a little undecided.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter which one he is, let's go and see them one by one first!" Having made up his mind, Tatami took another step and walked deeper into the hallway.

He didn't stop at the first few of them, because he clearly remembered that the room of the guy who passed through the party seemed to be frequented by bad guys, so the door was definitely not like the previous ones, and it looked like it was brand new.

It wasn't until he reached the fifth house that Tatami stopped, for the door looked very shabby, and there were some dark marks on it, as if it had been smoked by something.

Without hesitation, he lifted his foot and kicked it against the door, which collapsed, revealing a room full of fire.

"Who! Lao Tzu's house has just caught fire, who kicked Lao Tzu's door again! ”

Before Tatami could react, there was a sudden sound of swearing in the room, and a figure could be vaguely seen shaking in the inner room.

From the voice, Tatami could hear that the other party was not passing, because the voice of the guy who was passing was not so rough, so Tatami did not hesitate to exit the room before the owner of the room came out.

"Even if there is no door to such a house, there should be no thieves willing to take care of it, right?" Comforting herself, Tatami walked deeper into the hallway.

It didn't take long for Tatami to stop in front of another room, and the house number of the room was Trinity No. 1, and the reason why Tatami stopped here was because this room was even worse than the previous one, because the previous house had a door, but there was not even a door here.

Looking through the wide open doorway, there was nothing intact to be seen.

Not only were there a lot of shoe prints on the floor, but everything in the room was destroyed. The wallpaper and floor were peeled off, the shoe cabinet was smashed, the kitchen was burned in half, the bed frame was turned in half, and the cotton inside the sofa was ripped out.

On top of the broken couch, Fang Tong was squinting at Tatami with his blood-red eyes, a little unpleasant.

"I've finally found your lair! One side passes! Tatami saw the passage of the party, and immediately walked into the house, and said in the tone of a brave man who had finally seen the demon king.

"Cut, why are you bastard here." Slurping his mouth unhappily, Fang Tong said unceremoniously.

"For her, of course!" Tatami was still staring intently at the pass, but his hand was pointing to the side, lying on the table, puffing out and looking at his last work.

"You fed this annoying fly?" Fang Tong waved his hand indifferently and said, "If it's your thing, then you quickly take her away, she has been chirping in my ear, and she is almost annoyed." ”

"Misaka Misaka is not a fly, do, Misaka Misaka loudly accuses one party of mistakes in the grammar of the pass!"

The last one wailed, like a little mouse, and burrowed behind the sofa beneath the buttocks of a passer, revealing only a small head.

"You little naughty man, didn't I tell you to wait for me there? How did you run away on your own and follow such a dangerous guy. Tatami looked at the last work behind the couch and said in a somewhat reproachful voice.

"One party is a good person! Mr. Tatami brought Misaka Misaka to 8024's lair, he must have wanted to hand Misaka over to 8024 to dispose of, Misaka Misaka is not so stupid! do, Misaka Misaka Oh? Misaka Misaka just said a few Misaka coming"

"Hey, your kitten doesn't seem to listen to you much." The white boy opened his mouth and said with a smirk at Tatamy.

"Less nonsense, don't forget that I gave you one in the hospital? It doesn't matter if it's an apple or a pear! Anyway, you owe me a favor, if you hand over the little guy to me, how about the grievances between us be written off? Not dwelling on what kind of fruit he gave the other party in the first place, Tatami said in a negotiating tone.

"A little confused and a big confused, I don't bother to take care of your family affairs, all of them get out of the way for me! This is my room, not yours! ”

"Misaka Misaka resolutely disobeys the decision of one side to pass, do, Misaka Misaka did not hesitate to show his determination."

"If you don't take the little guy away, I won't go back if I die!"

Looking at the two resolute expressions in front of him and behind him, one party actually had a rare sense of powerlessness, so he simply stopped caring about the two people, turned on the sound reflex and closed his eyes.

The last and Tatami stared at each other in the ruined room, occasionally coughing out of discomfort with the bad smell in the room.

The glare of sunlight that shone into the room woke up to the passage of one party.

The dormitory is surrounded by tall buildings, and the hours of daylight are limited. It's almost noon, and Fang Tong thought blankly.

When he opened his eyes, he saw bloodshot golden pupils, and the strange golden pupils were staring behind him.

Turning his head, the last work was wrapped in a pale blue blanket, and he also stared at Tatami deadly, his eyes also bloodshot.

The two of them shouldn't have been in this position all night, right?

For some reason, such a sentence came to the mind of one party.

PS: I still haven't sent it out before twelve o'clock, but it's not much late now, I'm gone, I'll chop my hands tomorrow, and remember to burn paper for me the day after tomorrow.