Chapter 68: A Small Promise
Time flies, and basically in the blink of an eye, it is almost dusk.
"Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come to us and help us solve these problems." Standing at the door of the coffee shop, Kuroko said to Kiyama Haru very politely, "He also taught us a lot of things. ”
"Don't say that." Maybe it's a familiar relationship, Kiyama Haruo's indifferent expression brought a little smile, "Seeing you also reminds me of the past when I was a whip." ”
"You've been a teacher?" Kuroko's heart moved slightly.
"That was many years ago." Mushan Harusheng's face showed a hint of nostalgia, and after speaking, he gestured to everyone and turned to leave.
Only Qing Gong, at the moment when Mu Shan Chunsheng turned around, he saw a trace of grief in her eyes, and suddenly Qing Gong's heart trembled fiercely.
"How so?" Looking at the back of Kiyama Harusei leaving, Kuroko sighed, "This person is indeed a bit weird. ”
"Weirder than Shirai-san?" Chu Chun on the side said with a well-behaved face, which made Qing Gong can't help but chuckle.
"However, even if it is different from ordinary people, geniuses have the temperament of geniuses." glanced at the early spring, but Kuroko did not hide his appreciation for Kiyama Harunsheng at all.
"Okay, we should also have a branch, and there are still a bunch of materials to sort out....... huh? Where's my sister? Kuroko turned around, but was shocked to find that Mikoto and Saten were gone.
"Hey, have you seen my sister?" Turning his head, Kuroko looked at Qing Gong, who was leaning against the wall and distracted, and asked.
"Huh? No. Qing Gong came back to his senses and shook his head.
He wasn't actually wandering just now, but thinking about the fantasy of Mite.
The fantasy hand he got from Yunchuan Qinya was indeed real, and Yunchuan Qinya didn't make too much effort, just let Frenda casually threaten a little gangster who might have used the fantasy master, and easily got it. But it is precisely this that also makes the Qing Palace even more worried.
This shows that the range of use of fantasy royal hands has actually spread to a considerable extent.,At least,At the bottom of the school city,There are already a considerable number of people who have used fantasy royal hands.,This also means,There will be more people in a coma.。
He had actually been struggling just now, whether to take out the fantasy Mitsute in his hand, but there had been Kiyama Harusheng before, and when he reacted, he found that Mikoto and Saten were gone, which couldn't help but make him sigh, it seems that he can only find a chance to say it next time.
"If it's okay, I'll go back first." Qing Gong slowly turned around and said lightly in the direction of the setting sun, "If you have something, look for me tomorrow." ”
"Hey......" Kuroko was about to say something, but suddenly paused.
In her opinion, the figure of the Qing Palace, with his back to the sunset, inexplicably floated a trace of loneliness.
Walking slowly on the street, looking at the bloody remnant sun, Qing Gong inexplicably thought of the day he was separated from Feng Xue Hua.
At that time, the sun was as red as blood.
Today's incident inexplicably touched his heart.
The sadness in Kiyama Harusei's eyes, as well as the somewhat strange behavior of Zuotian in the coffee shop, made Qing Gong can't help but sigh.
Is power, power, really the thing that determines everything in this city?
If this question were answered by the Qing Palace three years ago, he would definitely answer yes without hesitation, but now he is not so sure.
Of course, there is also a high possibility that the Qing Palace has now reached level 5 and has the strongest power on the bright side of the school city, so from the perspective of the strong, it is natural to hesitate, but this is not the real reason. Qing Gong clearly knew that among the eight people at the level of level 5 alone, one side must be stronger than himself, and above level 5, there are even more powerful forces, and compared to them, he is nothing at all.
He could feel Saten's eagerness when he talked about fantasy Mite, and his powerlessness against himself, and it was because of this that he hesitated whether or not to openly fantasize about Mite.
At this moment, Qing Gong's mobile phone suddenly vibrated lightly a few times, turned on and looked at the caller, Qing Gong was a little silent for a while, and then gently clicked the answer button.
"Moxi Moxi...... Is it a Qing palace senior? On the other end of the phone, a cautious female voice came, "That ......"
"Is it Saten?" Qing Gong chuckled, "The voice is quite recognizable." ”
"It's good that I made the wrong call." Zuotian's voice was obviously relieved, and then his voice became a little muffled, "That, senior...... I just ran into Misaka-senpai......"
"What's wrong?" Qing Gong frowned slightly, "What happened?" ”
"I chatted with my senior sister for a while...... She said it didn't matter what the rank was. Zuotian's voice was slightly lower, "Although I know that she has the ingredients to comfort me, but ...... Senior, is it really not important to be ranked? ”
Upon hearing this, Qing Gong couldn't help but sigh secretly.
Sure enough, it's a different mentality.
"Rank is actually more important." Qing Gong pondered the language for a moment and said cautiously.
"Sure enough......" On the other side of the phone, Zuotian's voice suddenly became even more disappointed, "...... in this case"
"Rank is actually just a manifestation of your superpowers, I didn't say it's the embodiment of all your abilities!" Qing Gong smiled slightly and interrupted Saten's words, "Misaka probably means that such a thing as ability does not fully represent you Saten's tears." ”
"That's right...... Zuotian's voice lifted a little, and then, only to hear her ask in a cautious tentative tone, "That, senior, if you say ...... If the fantasy Mite's ability can really be improved, can it be used by the able? ”
"Huh?" As soon as Qing Gong heard Zuotian's words, the original trace of doubt in his heart was completely confirmed.
Saten, she really doesn't know where to get the fantasy master!
"Ah, I'm just asking." On the other end of the phone, Zuo Tian saw that Qinggong stopped talking, and hurriedly remedied, "I just said it casually, I didn't mean to use it......"
"Nothing." Kiyomiya chuckled, "Don't be so nervous, and, judging by the look on your face in the coffee shop, I've probably guessed a little." ”
"What?" On the other side of the phone, Zuotian's voice trembled slightly, and then fell silent.
"Don't worry." Qing Gong smiled slightly, "Fantasy of the Imperial Hand, this kind of thing can indeed temporarily improve your ability, but that is just a trick, and there are sequelae." ”
"What does the senior mean...... Won't you hand me over to the Discipline Commissioner? Zuotian's voice was slightly surprised, "I'm ......"
"Your ability is level 0, right?" Qing Gong said gently, "Actually, although Level 0 is called incapable, you are not really incapable, it's just that the computing power in your mind is not enough to support you to show your superpowers. According to my guess, this is probably the role of the Fantasy Mite. ”
"That ......" Saten's voice was hesitant, as if he was making a difficult decision next.
"In fact, in addition to the sequelae of coma, the fantasy hand is actually beneficial to the user." Qing Gong cleared his throat, "After experiencing power, it will also have a good guiding effect on the development of your strength in the future." ”
"Then, senior, what do you mean......" Saten's tone carried a hint of incredulity, "Is it supporting me to use the Fantasy Master?" ”
"Well, I didn't say that." Qing Gong laughed, "Otherwise, Kuroko may move over to arrest me!" But...... You can rest assured......"
"Even if you do go to hell, I have a way to pull you out of it!"
In the setting sun, the sound of the young man's laughter followed the radio waves and reached the girl's ears, making her heart tremble slightly.
"Thank you, senior......" the dark-haired girl chuckled, "I think, I know what I have to do......"
"That's what you promised, senior!"