After accompanying Flanda to the hospital for bandaging, Zoten went home with tears.

Because Flanda refused to be hospitalized and insisted on going home, and it seemed that her mood was still a little low, Saten Tears did not force Flanda to be hospitalized.

In the early spring, he went to the 177 branch.

Zuotian, who has nothing to do, and is still in tears because of the previous battle, simply no longer wanders outside, and plans to go home and have a good rest.

When I got home, there was no one at home.

For the combination of strange whereabouts and strange behavior, Zuotian Tears has become accustomed to it and has not paid too much attention.

At this time, she was lying on Inoue's bed, thinking about the sudden first battle of the day.

The electrodes had been removed by her and taken to recharge.

Satian Tears plans to wait until it is fully charged, and then turn it on to familiarize itself.

She felt that she was still too unfamiliar with the use of ability, and there should be many ways to use the control of the atmosphere, so it was necessary to familiarize herself with it.

Thinking of Inoue Yinghua, he was a little angry when he actually left himself to participate in the competition.

Lying on the bed, he pouted and muttered:

"Humph! Stinky Yinghua! Are you so indifferent to your girlfriend! Bastard! This is the first time for people! ”

It's not right, now Yinghua is not my boyfriend.

He's been dumped by me!

At best, it's a spare tire!

"No, no! Just because it is a spare tire, it should be more attentive! Otherwise, he won't even give him a spare tire! ”

Zuo Tian hugged the pillow with tears, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that something was wrong, and he rolled on the bed a little frantically.

"Ahhh No matter, it's Yinghua's fault anyway! It's so inconsiderate! Hum! In that case, I'm going to find solace for myself...... No, no! This is just a measure to punish Yinghua! ”

After talking to himself and finding a valid reason for himself, Zuotian climbed down from the bed with tears, lifted the sheets, and took out a box from under the bed.

"Humph! Sure enough, what is Yinghua hiding, let me take a look, what is it? ”

Smack!

The box opened, and Zuo Tian was slightly stunned.

"This is...... Toy guns, right? Not! It's so heavy! Is it true? ”

Fiddling left and right, Zoten Tears carefully looked at what seemed to be a toy in her hand.

"Huh! It's really a genuine article! Yinghua, this bastard, really has a lot of things to hide from me! This kind of thing, not even in early spring, he can get it as an ordinary person! ”

Syllable!

Slamming the pistol on the table, Zuotian Tears then picked up an amulet.

"This ...... Looks like the one that Misaka-senpai gave him, right? Hum! Messy bastard! I'd like to see how many things from girls are hidden! ”

Putting the amulet aside, he looked back and forth at the card in his hand, and suddenly seemed to have discovered a new continent, and a surprised expression flashed on his face.

"Isn't this Indian poker? Wow! Yinghua, this guy, has such a good thing, he doesn't know to share it with me! Bastard! Hum! Even if you don't share it with me, I know how to use it! Now that I've found out, huh! Tear-sama will never let go! ”

Saten Tears deliberately put the card aside, intending to see for a while what kind of magical thing the legendary Indian poker was.

Then, reach for a stack of white paper that was placed on the bottom layer of the box.

When his fingers touched the white paper, he suddenly hesitated.

"I remember it was like some idiot-like guy in it, and it was boring...... Forget it, let's go watch Indian Poker. ”

Retracting his hands, he put the amulet and the pistol back into the box in turn, and a thought flashed through his mind.

No, the stupid guys painted by Yinghua are all placed on the bookshelf and deliberately hidden under the bed......

Whew!

Thinking of this, Zuotian Tears quickly took out the talisman and pistol, and then picked up the white paper without hesitation and looked at it.

The moment he saw the picture on the first piece of paper, a look of disappointment flashed across Zuotian's tearful face.

What!

Is it really the same as those things? It's all stupid people!

Even such useless things are hidden, I really don't know what he thinks.

Bored, I continued to flip down two sheets.

"Huh? This—this is ......"

Curiosity was aroused, and Zuo Tian's tears continued to scroll down.

"Huh? No way? ”

Is this what grown-ups do?

Bang la, bla la,

Turning the pages one by one, Zuotian's tearful face became redder and redder.

However, even so, she was full of curiosity, and she still didn't stop looking at it.

This one...... Could it be that this is what Yinghua wants to do to me?

But, but......

That thing, really, really, really ...... Wow, it's going to be super painful, right?

How, how is it possible...... Come in?

"Huh!! What the hell was I thinking!! ”

"Bastard Yinghua! Bastard thing! Idiot! Bastard! Pervert! Beast! Actually, ......."

Knock knock!

There was a sudden knock on the door in the living room, and Zuotian was startled with tears, and the paper in his hand suddenly flew out of his hand and scattered on the ground.

Knock knock!

The knock on the door was heard again.

"Oh oh oh, here we go!"

In a panic, Zuotian casually picked up the paper scattered on the ground, threw it into the box at will, and then threw the amulet and pistol into the box as well, and quickly pushed the box under the bed.

After doing all this, I hurriedly walked out of the room.

Click!

When I opened the door, I saw Mikoto Misaka, and Saten Tears breathed a sigh of relief.

If Inoue Yinghua comes back at this time, she will definitely die of nervousness.

Thinking of the picture I just saw, and the thoughts that flashed through my mind, I felt as if my blood was boiling in an instant.

Suppressing the surge in his heart, Saten Tears said to Mikoto Misaka calmly:

"It's so early today, Misaka-senpai?"

"Well, there's no game in the morning. I went to look at the bastard's game and didn't see him, so I came back to see it...... No, though, I don't care about that bastard! ”

Mikoto Misaka said as she spoke, and suddenly reacted, with an awkward look on her face, and forced herself to justify.

"Huh? Saten, are you alright? Don't look good......"

Accustomed to Saten's daily jokes, I didn't hear it today, Mikoto Misaka looked at Saten's tears suspiciously.

I found that her face was slightly red, and her eyes were a little dull standing there, not knowing what she was thinking, so she asked with concern.

"Ahh No, nothing! By the way, Misaka-senpai, I found something good, why don't you try it? ”

After finally getting rid of the entanglement of those blushing and heart-pounding images under Misaka's reminder, Saten Tears struggled to get herself back to normal, smiling and talking to Mikoto Misaka as she walked towards Hideka Inoue's room.

"Huh? Good stuff? What? ”

Mikoto Misaka followed Saten's tears into the room, and looked at the card in Saten's hand puzzled.

"It's the poker I mentioned to you earlier that has 'Ju Milk Mihand'! I don't know what's inside, but if you stick her on your head, you can see what's inside! ”

"Huh? It's true? Is this the thing? ”

As soon as she heard about her breasts, Mikoto Misaka's interest was immediately raised, and she looked excitedly at the card in Saten's tearful hand.

"Well, but it's not necessarily a juu breasts inside!"

"It's okay! Fast...... Ahem! I mean, that kind of thing doesn't matter! By the way, how should this be used? ”

"Hee-hee! Misaka-senpai can't wait, right? ”

"Where, where? I'm not interested in this stuff at all! ”

"Well, well~~ In short, Sister Misaka lay down on the bed first. It is said that if you put Indian poker on your head, you will fall asleep quickly! I'll take a look at ......"

Pushing Mikoto Misaka onto the bed, Saten Tears took the four or five cards in his hand and looked at them carefully.

"There it is! This orange color seems to represent a beautiful dream! Misaka-senpai will try this first! ”

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