In a restaurant in the underground street, Yang Xi, Mikoto Misaka, Bee Eater Cao Qi and Feng Slash Binghua each held a menu, but they didn't mean to order.

The waiter next to him was frightened by the strange atmosphere between the four of them, and left a sentence of "If you need service, please call me" and bowed to leave.

Why are the four of them in such a place?

The reason is very simple, after school, Yang Xi, who wanted to apologize, invited Feng Slash Binghua out.

Maybe it was because of his teacher's identity that Feng Slash Binghua was not easy to refuse, in short, although her face was full of hesitation, she still nodded and agreed. Although she agreed very reluctantly, Yang Xi can't give up because of this, right? As a man, you have to be generous and tolerant.

Having learned the lesson of the last time, Yang Xi deliberately concealed from others and specially handed over the Wind Slash Binghua with the sound transmission technique. Unexpectedly, his sound transmission technique originally belonged to the application of spiritual power. But what is Tokiwadai? It was the jurisdiction of the Bee-Eater Queen, and this strong and familiar mental fluctuation immediately attracted her attention.

Curious, he accidentally "eavesdropped" Yang Xi's whispering to Feng Slashing Binghua.

What kind of things do you need to do in such a covert way?

In order to figure out the mystery, she specially invited a temporary guest to act as a teammate, Mikoto Misaka.

Even if you are blamed, it is better to have someone who attracts firepower than to be alone. At least, the heart that can pull a cushion is also a little more balanced, isn't it?

In this way, Mikoto Misaka, who didn't know that she was being used, learned from the bee-eating caustic very "accidental" encounter, and the "inadvertent" conversation that Yang Xi seemed to be going to meet the transfer student privately.

Under the inexplicable impulse of anxiety, I resolutely decided to follow these two after school!

Of course, at this time, she also kept an eye on it and brought the bee-eating exercise. Unexpectedly, all of them are in the hands of the bee-eater!

As long as the AIM diffusion force field that the two people who were tracking or something inadvertently emitted was not too far away, Yang Xi could feel it with a little concentration.

No doubt. The two who were found out naturally would not just give up.

Since it can't be done in the dark, then simply come out in the open.

As a result, what was originally a simple apology has become complicated again

Woman in a black dress walking down the street.

Her name is Shirley. Cromwell. As a member of the Church of Necessary Evil, a British Puritan magical counter-force, and a master of Kabbalah statues, she walked through the crowd with a smile.

I originally thought that the dress with lace trim everywhere would attract a lot of strange eyes, but I didn't expect that the students in front of me didn't react much. In this city, it seems that age is more prominent than clothing. Since eighty percent of the residents are students, people over the age of twenty-five are quite rare here, but it is not uncommon for a Gothlori girl to be here.

"-In the beginning is earth-"

Shirley walked and began to mumble to herself as if singing.

She from the torn sleeve. Something resembling white chalk was removed. This is an oil crayon specially used to draw magic circles, made of sacredly selected salt and holy oil.

"--God was molded out of clay, breathed into life, and named man-"

Shirley sings, holding an oil crayon and waving it at the drink vending machine next to her, drawing lines that resemble words and drawings at the speed of a knife drawing.

"--Then mortals learned their secret methods through the mouths of fallen angels-"

Road guardrails, street trees, sweepers, stubbles, pillars of wind turbine blades, Shirley's oil crayons write all the objects seen on the road.

"--But it is difficult for mortals to achieve this holy law, and it is difficult for the mouth of fallen angels to convey it correctly-"

After drawing nearly seventy-two imprints, she held up the oil crayon and wrote in the air.

- And so and so on. Lives created by human hands will eventually become puppets of decay - the time has come, and the mud-smelling stone giant Ellis will serve me to the death! ”

Finally, Shirley clapped her palm.

Moment.

The creaking sound of squeezing and destroying a dead pus-filled bag came from all directions. Not one or two, but dozens. The sound was so small that it was muffled by the sound of the students' voices and footsteps. No one heard.

However, things do change.

Beverage vending machines, road guardrails, street trees, sweepers, and pillars of wind turbine blades...... All the places marked by Shirley were like bubbles from a swamp, bulging an object about the size of a ping-pong ball. Her magic is not limited to materials. Anything at hand can be a weapon.

The surface of the ping pong ball cracked, and a horizontal crack appeared.

Like a peeled grape, what emerges from the crack is a white, cloudy eyeball.

Shirley pulled out a piece of black paper the size of a postcard.

"Automatic secretary. That's the goal, right? How do you pronounce this in the wind? Is the standard epigraphic script in this country hieroglyphic? ”

White oil crayons dance, quickly writing words on black paper. Shirley is not very good at reading Chinese characters, but treats the information words in her head as "pictures" and "draws" them on paper in the way of copying.

Then with a flick of her finger, the postcard-sized black paper flew out of her hand, spinning like a frisbee and sliding to the ground.

On the paper was written the words "Wind Chopping Ice Hua".

It is like the black and white characters written in pencil on a notebook and then reversed, attracting dozens of dirt eyeballs.

The eyeballs gnawed and tore small pieces of paper into their clay-like bodies. In less than a few seconds, the black piece of paper had disappeared without a trace.

The countless eyeballs that ate the scraps of paper spread out in all directions like cockroaches that had gathered together and fled in a hurry. Some slide on the ground, others dive into the concrete. Each eyeball kept rolling.

"Don't keep me waiting too long, Alice."

Shirley said with a smile before disappearing into the crowd

In any case, the rice still has to be eaten, otherwise wouldn't it be meaningless?

Feng Slash Binghua may be a little embarrassed, looking at the luxurious menu seems hesitant. However, Mikoto Misaka and Bee Eater Caoqi seem to be deliberately ruthless to Yang Xi, whether they can eat it or not, they all order the most expensive ones, and they don't have to spend money on them anyway.

Seeing this stark contrast, Yang Xi wondered whether he was inviting Feng to cut Binghua for this meal, or asking Mikoto Misaka and the bee-eaters to pray.

"Feng Chop, this meal is a surprise from the teacher, don't be so polite. Feel free to eat whatever you want. ”

"Ah, I want to choose this"

Wind Slash Binghua finally reached out and pointed to a certain dish on the menu.

The nutritious lunch in the photo looks quite ordinary, with simple long bread and milk.

"Huh~? The taste of the wind slash classmate is really simple. I thought you'd order something a little flashier! ”

The bee-eater who was sitting next to her said suddenly.

"Isn't it good to choose food based on taste rather than appearance? Don't be frustrated because you are too simple, in fact, a simple girl is easier to make others like! ”

"Huh? Is that so? ”

After listening to Yang Xi's words, Mikoto Misaka was stunned for a moment, and a hesitant expression appeared on her face, and she began to regret that she wanted to get angry and order so many expensive dishes just now.

If you think about it, it seems that you can't eat that much at all, so isn't the extra food a waste?!

Seeing her look of shame, Yang Xi sighed helplessly, "Don't worry, it won't be wasted, I'll help you eat what you can't eat." ”

"Who, who needs your help! Hmph, I'm not going to waste it! ”

Mikoto Misaka, who was said to be the center, blushed and looked away.

"Huh."

Her reaction made the bee-eater cover her mouth and chuckle.

"Hey, what do you mean by laughing?!"

Annoyed and angry, Mikoto slammed the table, and Kazeslash seemed startled, and quickly grabbed the huge menu and blocked her face.

In other words, it's not yelling at you, why are you reacting so much, you're too timid, right?

Even so, Mikoto Misaka became embarrassed by her reaction.

Fortunately, the waiter delivered the food in time.

Seeing that there were only four people, but the table was piled up, and even several layers of food were stacked, Mikoto, who had just been relieved, was embarrassed again. In other words, almost half of the dishes on the table were ordered by her.

Can you really finish eating?

Mikoto Misaka, who felt full just by looking at it, couldn't help but glance at Yang Xi, and found that his expression was very calm, and he breathed a sigh of relief, not as anxious as he was just now.

The bee-eating exercise also ordered a lot. By the way, she originally started by ordering only the most expensive dishes, but although she ordered them expensively, she didn't order as many as Mikoto Misaka. In this way, she did achieve her goal, allowing Mikoto Misaka to attract most of the firepower.

Compared with scheming, a hundred Mikoto Misaka is not an opponent of bee-eating exercises.

Even Mikoto Misaka didn't know that she was being calculated after being misled by the bee-eating behavior.

It's so simple!

In the end, this luxurious and sumptuous dinner was still eaten up by four people, which made the waiter who originally thought that they would waste it drop his jaw on the spot, and he didn't come back to his senses until Yang Xi and the others checked out and left.

You must know that most of those dishes were solved by Yang Xi alone, but his stomach didn't even look swollen after eating it, which was amazing!

Is his stomach made of an extradimensional space bag? Or is the digestive power so strong that you can absorb it immediately after eating? Is this still human?

If Yang Xi knew the waiter's inner thoughts, of course he would answer as a matter of course: "No!" ”

For Yang Xi, who has a dragon attribute, this is just a trivial meaning. (To be continued......)