A certain Pikachu's railgun

"Thank you, my lord, for your hospitality. Let's take my leave first. Do, sister No. 9982 will replace the 180 comrades behind me, and pay my highest respect to my lord."

After saying this, sister No. 9982 nodded her head, leading these guys, and disappeared into the darkness. Miqin looked at these foodies who had returned with a full load, and looked at the only one hundred yen left in her hand, and fell into a deep silence.

After a long time, all the emotions in my heart turned into sighs again and again, alas, really, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't agree to them.

Some friends may wonder whether a team of nearly 200 people will cause any sensation when they appear in a coffee shop. After all, these guys are carved out of a mold.

Don't worry, with the money ability, these are not a problem. Under Mikoto's hemorrhage, she directly rented the dessert shop just now. In addition, the Misaka sisters also made corresponding disguises when they came.

Even so, when the clerk was serving desserts one after another, she still showed a rather scared look. She always felt that these guys were a well-disciplined club that formed a team here. As for Mikoto, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, she might be a hidden big sister.

For such a misunderstanding, Meiqin couldn't say anything at all, and didn't want to explain anything. For her, the only thing she cared about was her wallet.

Fortunately, all these tortures came to a successful conclusion with the departure of those guys.

Just as Meiqin was secretly sad here, suddenly, her cell phone rang.

She looked at the caller ID subconsciously, and suddenly remembered something, oops, oh, oh, oh, so busy entertaining her sister, she completely forgot about Chuchun's arrangement.

Thinking of this, Mikoto stroked her hair guiltily, and pressed the answer button directly.

"Hey, Chuchun, it's me, yes, I'm still outside now, um, I'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Meiqin turned her target to the shopping mall on the street. That's right, she wanted to spend again. Alas, there was nothing I could do about it. Anyway, the party tonight was also held to celebrate the recovery of the pickup.

It seems that the only option is to swipe the card. Thinking of this, Miqin subconsciously sighed.

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Su Mo felt that he had been tricked. Although he had no evidence, the clues around him showed him all the time that this so-called rehabilitation meeting was not as simple as it seemed.

Well, how should I put it, the appearance in front of me, no matter how you look at it, looks like a forced meeting, otherwise, it would be impossible to explain the piles of summer homework next to the desk, and besides, there is Saten writing there.

The so-called reluctance is worthy of the name, after all, there are not a few days left to leave school.

A pen, a corpse, a night, a miracle.

Could it be that such miracles will be staged one after another in this small room?
Of course, the so-called piling up like a mountain is just Leizi’s original words. In fact, in Su Mo’s view, this amount of summer homework is only enough for him to warm up. Although there are many plausible ability problems mixed in the homework, but for him now, these are just trivial matters.

Really, Mikoto, where did he go?
Thinking of this, Su Mo couldn't help sighing. She was in the same mood as Su Mo, and there was Baijing Heizi. At this time, she was drinking black tea while sighing continuously. Such emotions seemed to be incompatible with this elegant way of drinking tea.

"My lord, where did you go? As soon as Heizi turned around, she disappeared."

"Heizi, don't you need to do your summer homework?"

Looking at Heizi's leisurely appearance, Leizi, who was still writing here, asked curiously. Of course, the so-called curiosity was just Leizi's current state of mind. After she heard Heizi's words clearly, all her emotions turned into another kind of impatience.

"Summer homework? Shouldn't it be done on the first day of vacation?"

"What, is Tokiwadai's summer homework so little?"

"No, it's just that my talent is relatively high."

As he spoke, Shirai Heizi's face revealed a little complacency. After the complacency, there was another kind of doubt, a kind of doubt that only belonged to a top student.

"Tear, you haven't finished your homework yet, have you?"

"Haha... It's still close, it's still close."

She secretly hid the homework book behind her back, and her eyes have been avoiding it since just now.

"Really, then go on, the recovery session will start soon."

Heizi took a sneak peek at Leizi's homework book, but there was nothing sarcastic about it. Homework is only valuable if you write it yourself, and there is no way for other people to replace it.

"Oh my god, Saten-san, you haven't finished your homework yet. After so many days of summer vacation, what have you been doing?"

Uiharu held a plate of grilled chicken in his hand, showing an expression of disbelief. When Kuroko was in a bad mood, and Saenko hadn't finished her homework, she was the only one here, making party arrangements.

"Okay, Master Chuchun, don't read it, don't read it, why don't you finish these homework for me?"

Satenko held her hair with her hands, and said cheekily to Chuchun. Naturally, such an excessive request was rejected by Chuchun righteously.

"Saten-san, it's time for you to suffer. Really, I won't help you."

"Could it be that the friendship between us is not even comparable to these things?"

"One size is one size, wait a minute, Saten-san, I still have something in my hand."

Chuchun blushed a little, looking at the tears that were still coquettish in her arms, suddenly, a little at a loss.

"Okay, okay, homework, you still have to do it yourself!"

In the end, Heizi couldn't stand it any longer, so he extended a helping hand to Chuchun, and forcibly pulled that guy, Saten, back from Chuchun's arms. Although it was a bit disruptive to the atmosphere, it was also for Yuko's sake.

After all, for Saten, racing against time is what she should do most now.

"Okay, okay, I'll do it myself."

Renzi's face was full of helplessness, it was entirely her own fault that things turned out like this, who told her to spend the whole summer vacation in a state of sluggishness, wasting time for no apparent reason, in the end, she could only eat such a bitter fruit.

Thinking of this, she scribbled hard to write the composition, and stretched her right hand to the math homework. In that place, there were countless bosses, big and small, waiting for her to fight. However, for her at lv0, isn't this kind of challenge too harsh?

By the way, if Misaka-senpai, when facing these monsters, maybe she will come up with that unique move, that cool move.

Renzi thought about it, and couldn't help but fell into fantasy. Just as she was thinking wildly, the bell of the door reminded her at the right time.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right over!"

"Sorry, Chuchun, I'm late."

At the door, Mikoto highlighted the A5 and beef roll in her hand, and said apologetically.