A certain Pikachu's railgun

"Water... water..."

Maybe it was too anxious to eat, Chuchun's face showed a little uncomfortable feeling, which is the unique feeling of being choked while eating.

Hearing this, Su Mo was very considerate, poured a cup of strong tea for Chuchun, and handed it over directly. Seeing that the atmosphere was about to brew for him, he flamboyantly communicated with Chuchun.

poof~chi~
Chuchun, who was drinking tea very gracefully before, spit out subconsciously when she saw the words on the whiteboard. If she could, she didn't want to do that, but the words on the whiteboard were too unbelievable.

[Chuchun, hack me into all the electronic screens in Academy City, I need it urgently. 】

Su Mo's original words were written in this way. Such a situation also made Chuchun's face suddenly become "embarrassed".

Anyway, from her standpoint as a discipline committee member, when she saw this, she had reached a certain limit just not to pursue it, let alone to help.

In the end, Chuchun's face showed a rather struggling emotion, for the sake of strawberry buns, she decided to ignore it.

"Little pickup, let's go. No matter what, I'm also a discipline committee member. Let's forget it this time. If I meet you next time, I'll...I'll arrest you."

[In early spring, the strawberry steamed buns of the year are specially made by Shuifengtang, just do me this favor. 】

"Very well, Little Pika, you know, we are best friends, this is a small favor, how could I not help? Originally, based on our relationship, I shouldn't accept the gift, but it's your wish, so I reluctantly accepted it."

【…】

While talking, Chuchun began to get excited. Obviously, the number of steamed buns for a year, to a certain extent, stimulated her irritating and sensitive nerves.

Hey, hey, hey, Chuchun, what is your principle as a disciplinary committee member?

While Su Mo was relieved, he kept staring at Chuchun with a rather contemptuous look. Under such a state of mind, a stone in his heart quietly fell to the ground.

huh... huh...

Regardless of the process, since Chuchun agreed, his plan has already been more than half successful. Compared with the completion of the plan, a year of strawberry buns is really trivial.

Anyway, I don't need him to take the money. Because of this, such things are completely irrelevant. The next thing is...

"By the way, little pickup, you want me to black out the electronic screen, what exactly are you going to do?"

Just as Su Mo was thinking about the plan, Chuchun's words rang in his ears, making him involuntarily cautious and began to consider.

Let's put it this way, don't look at Chuchun's good promise now, if Su Mo really did something against the principle, she wouldn't be able to agree.

That's right, let's do this...

Thinking of this, Su Mo took out a USB flash drive from his satchel and handed it to Chuchun.

At the same time, he picked up the marker pen again and began to write and draw on the whiteboard.

[Please, Chuchun, during the bonfire party tonight, please release the video on the USB flash drive on the big screen. I want to celebrate a friend’s birthday, so I say...]

"so?"

[So, don't peek in advance, it's really embarrassing. 】

"Oh, okay, I promise you, it's just a little pickup, that friend of yours, isn't it this?"

It was a matter of other people's privacy, so Chuchun was still somewhat ethical, but after she carefully put away the USB flash drive, she suddenly started gossip.

As she spoke, she showed Su Mo her little thumb. As for the expression on her face, it was still gossip full of ridicule.

[Okay, okay, don't look at me with that strange look, it's Xiaomi... Well, that's right, it's a cat. 】

In order to do all the tricks, Su Mo began to blush. Even he began to admire himself for such acting skills.

"But, Little Pika, aren't you a mouse? How could you like a cat?"

Although it is not an appropriate way to point fingers at other people's love affairs, Chuchun still subconsciously raised the question out of inner concerns.

Anyway, this is too unbelievable.

In early spring, you still read too few books. Let alone cats and mice, even mice and humans can be together bravely. As long as they can truly love each other, the so-called racial barriers are not a problem at all.

When Su Mo was complaining wildly in his heart, he decided to carry on the love to the end.

"Okay, okay, don't stare at me with that kind of resentful woman's eyes, no matter how you say it, we are still friends."

That's right, Chuchun drank the tea in the cup in one gulp for the sake of the year's steamed buns, and felt a little better.

…………

"Okay, my lord, don't be angry, come, have a bite of Shuifengtang's special strawberry buns, maybe your mood will improve."

While talking, Heizi lifted the paper bag beside him, and took out the well-made strawberry steamed buns from it.

"Hey, wait, Heizi, isn't it forbidden to bring your own food here?"

Meiqin looked at other corners of the family restaurant, and there was a feeling of "guilty guilt" in her eyes.

"Really, it's not the first time Heizi has done something like this, so what's the matter?"

"That's right, Xiao Meiqin, you are too honest... Well, strawberry steamed buns are really delicious."

Meiling picked up a piece of strawberry steamed bun from the bag, took a bite, and then showed a satisfied smile.

"But……"

"It's nothing to worry about, my lord, it's dessert time now, if you have anything to say, tell Heizi right now, right away."

"It's… okay."

Afterwards, Miqin told Heizi the reason for her depression, which naturally caused Heizi to "laugh".

"Well, well, well, people thought it was something, it turned out to be just like this, my lord, but it was just lost to the Changdian School of Mechanical Engineering, what is it..."

"However, it's only a little short of getting No.1."

After seven days of competition, when the results were finally counted, Tokiwadai ranked No.5 behind the long point boarding machine with a 2-point disadvantage.

It was this kind of situation that made Mikoto, who has always been very competitive, feel rather unwilling. Damn it, if she had been more careful in throwing the ball, she might have won the handicap.

Although such thoughts are quite extreme, Mikoto just can't control such thoughts.

"Okay, okay, my lord, it's just a sports meeting, and the rest of the campus life..."

"Heizi, where is your determination to win? Also, let me ask you, this time, why didn't you participate in the competition?"

Seeing that the topic tended to lead to her, Heizi's face began to drip with cold sweat. There was naturally a reason why she did not participate in the competition.

"This...they have something to do..."

"Are you busy, Heizi, could it be..."

Mikoto looked at the camera hanging around Kuroko's neck, showing a thoughtful expression.

"No, that, I didn't."

Sensing the unfriendly gaze of his elder sister, the cold sweat on Heizi's face was obviously more than before.