"Humph! It's good to know!! ”

Zuo Tian raised his head with tears, obviously much shorter than Inoue Yinghua even if he sits, but he magically looked down at Inoue Yinghua with a downward gaze.

"Now that Misaka-senpai has finished eating, let's decide what to do next, shall we? Where to go? ”

Because Misaka Mikoto and Inoue Hideka were talking while eating, Saten's tears had already eaten before Misaka wiped the traces on her mouth with a tissue, and she had been waiting with a smile on her face since then.

At this time, Mikoto Misaka also finished solving the lunch problem, and the misunderstanding with the bee-eating Cao Qi had been explained clearly, and he began to discuss the afternoon itinerary with Mikoto Misaka with great interest.

And Inoue Yinghua, because of his own large amount of food, when explaining to Mikoto Misaka, he was basically on the side of the commentary, and he was only halfway through the meal at the moment.

Hearing Saten's tears, the leisurely eating action suddenly stopped.

After thinking about it, Saten Tears didn't seem to be the kind of girl who would wait for him to have dinner before setting off, so Inoue Hideka very wisely sped up the pace of eating.

"Well...... Anywhere! Saten decided to be fine......"

Mikoto Misaka dragged her chin with her palm, and the absent-minded Okiten responded with tears.

Although she didn't show it, what Inoue Yinghua said about the bee-eating prayer still had a slight impact on her heart.

Mikoto Misaka couldn't believe that a sinister and cunning girl like Bee Eater Cao Qi would have such an experience.

And, how can it be so single-minded?

I can't believe that the woman with a mature body that is not at all like a middle school student is such an innocent girl?

And also...... Why would this guy be so familiar with her affairs?

I remember that when we met at the school gate before, the two of them obviously didn't know each other!

At that time, it seemed to be ...... Late July?

It's only been two months, and you've already become familiar with it to this extent?

Or is it ...... This flowery guy has a bad plot against the bee-eaters, and he deliberately approached to become like this?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, Mikoto Misaka, turned her head and stared at Inoue Yinghua, who was eating a lot, to see if she could find any clues that this guy's spirit was derailing again.

Speaking of which, this guy has obviously had amnesia, why does he still remember me?

And I like and like it as much as ever...... Not!

No, it's not!

It's the same scum who likes two girls as before!

Bastard!

Could it be that this guy was the first time he met in a restaurant, before he called out that shameful name, and he ...... Ahhh

Damn it!

If that's the case...... If that's the case...... Perverted!

Is this guy liking, liking...... At the same time, he began to associate with Zuotian??

Really!

This bastard is a scumbag! Perverted! Flower heart pervert!

What's so good?

Isn't it just a super erotic maniac who can draw ** and dream H dreams!!

Why would anyone like such a guy!!

Bilibili~

Bilibili!!

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"Wow! It's the first time I've played with Yinghua and Misaka Senpai! I'm going to plan well...... How about shopping in the underground mall first, strolling all the way out, and then going to Misaka-senpai's favorite game center? ”

Saten's tears didn't seem to notice Mikoto Misaka's distraction, and she was chattering in a shining spirit.

"Huh?"

Not hearing Mikoto Misaka's response, Saten Tear turned her head to look at Mikoto Misaka, who was sitting side by side with her, suspiciously.

"Misaka-senpai?"

Finding Mikoto Misaka looking at Inoue Hideka who was swallowing frantically, Saten screamed tentatively with tears.

"Hello? Misaka-senpai, how do you ......"

Bilibili, Bilibili,

"Huh!! Suddenly、What's wrong with Suddenly Misaka-senpai?? ”

Seeing Mikoto Misaka's forehead unusually abruptly begin to flash blue electricity, Saten was shocked and shook Mikoto Misaka's shoulder nervously, hoping to wake up Mikoto Misaka, who was indulging in imagination.

"Huh? Oh! Saten, what's wrong? ”

"No, nothing! Are you alright, Misaka-senpai? ”

"Yes, it's okay...... Hum! ”

Mikoto Misaka calmly replied to Saten's tears, and after finishing speaking, she squinted angrily and squinted at her who was still eating innocently, as if everything had nothing to do with her, but it was Inoue Yinghua who was the starting point of everything.

"Ahh Then, let's go! Go shopping first! ”

Speaking cautiously, to avoid Misaka Mikoto from going crazy again, Saten tears directly pushed Misaka Mikoto and walked out, and shouted to Inoue Yinghua, who was in a state of shock because he didn't eat enough:

"Yinghua! After paying, hurry up and come to me and Misaka-senpai! ”

That means not to let Inoue Yinghua pay after eating, and then go to them.

It's about paying now, and then following them right away.

I didn't think about what to do if Inoue Yinghua didn't fill my stomach at all.

"Hmm! It's too much...... Huh? Wait, wait! Tears, I ......"

Inoue Yinghua complained speechlessly, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly stopped Saten Tears who was walking out.

But Saten Tears had already walked to the door at this time, and she didn't mean to stop at all, pulling Mikoto Misaka out of the door and disappearing directly from Inoue Yinghua's sight.

"I—I don't have any money!"

Lowering his head in frustration and muttering quietly, Inoue Yinghua's face was quite exciting.

He had just given his bank card to Ueno Zero, and he didn't have much cash on him, and he didn't know if it was enough.

Moreover, the mobile phone he wears now is the retractable mobile phone that can only be used to make calls and send text messages, and it is impossible to transfer money.

With the attitude of trying it out, Inoue Yinghua called the waiter to settle the bill.

……

"Huh!"

The underground street is worthy of being the most futuristic place in the school city, and the consumption is really extraordinary.

Realizing that the cash on his body was not enough, Inoue Yinghua begged the waiter to wait for a while, and then took his telescopic mobile phone and began to call Saten Tears.

Doodoo Doodoo...... No one answered.

In a cold sweat, enduring the waiter's slightly contemptuous eyes, Inoue Yinghua changed to Mikoto Misaka's number and called.

Doodle...... Hang it up!

Grunt!

Swallowing his saliva in embarrassment, Inoue Yinghua wiped the fine sweat oozing from his forehead while urgently thinking about how to deal with it.

Thinking about it, I always feel embarrassed to call anyone for help.

Except in front of the bee-eating caustic prayer who knows him well, Inoue Yinghua doesn't care about any face problems, anyway, all his troubles, the bee-eating caucus knows.

But now that the bee-eating caustic is probably enjoying the sweet time with Kamijo Dangma, Inoue Hideka doesn't want to bother her at this time.

"Alas...... That, you see, I'm ...... My mobile phone ...... Can I mortgage it? ”

Inoue Yinghua lowered his head desperately, feeling that his face had been thrown into his grandmother's house, if there was a crack in the ground, he really wanted to get into it immediately.

He could imagine that when he said this, he must have been surrounded by a mixture of disbelief and disdain.

Thinking of this, a person like him, who prides himself on not being too thin-skinned, can't help but blush, and bursts of hot and rising burning sensations come from above his neck.

"That, sir......"

"Ahhh I'm kidding! Let's get busy! I'm here waiting for my friends to come back and they'll pay for me! ”

Before the waiter could finish speaking, Inoue Hideka, who had been tortured by shame and was about to go crazy, screamed frantically, and sat back in his seat with self-defeat, determined to wait for Mikoto Misaka and Saten Tears to come back to save the scene.

In his opinion, if he finds that he has not followed, Saten Tears and Mikoto Misaka will definitely take the initiative to find it back.

"Okay, okay!"

Seeing this, the waitress was embarrassed to urge Inoue Yinghua again, said politely, and went to work on something else.

So.

10 minutes passed.

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Half an hour passed.

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Another half hour passed.

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