What is it like to study at Midtown High School?

"Alan, Alan? Wake up!"

"Huh... let me sleep for a while..."

"Don't sleep, go back and sleep again."

"Well... go back... go back?"

I finally woke up and opened my eyes. People in the classroom had almost left. Nick was standing aside watching the excitement, and Peter was looking at me helplessly.

I rubbed my eyes: "Why are you here again?"

Peter smiled helplessly: "If I don't come, you will be transferred."

"What the hell?" Are you going to be expelled after sleeping in class?

Peter rubbed my head: "Transfer you to Professor X's school, after all, being able to sleep like this is considered a supernatural power."

roll roll roll!I pushed away Peter's hand, packed my schoolbag casually, and prepared to go home with him. Nick didn't go on the way with us, so he left first, and I was left behind Peter to listen to his rambling: "Alan, the first time is coming soon." The second month's exam is over, if you don't have a grade above C on your report card, I really want to tutor you personally."

I do not want!I stopped immediately and stared at him.

Peter was unmoved, and wanted to say more, but was killed by Sam who suddenly appeared.

Ava and others who appeared together greeted me, and then began to besiege Peter: "Peter, do you still remember that we have to discuss the school festival together?"

"School's Day?" Peter struggled out of Sam's "intimate embrace", dazed for a moment, then saw Luke winking at him, and immediately reacted, "Oh, it's a school's day."

I have never heard of the school festival, so I interjected: "What is the school festival?"

The mild-tempered Danny replied to me: "This year marks the 40th anniversary of the founding of Midtown High School. The school is going to hold a school festival to celebrate it. It will be on the tenth of next month. You should have an announcement for your first graders. When the time comes, you will be notified." There's a dance party."

Search Ga.I understand, but looking at Peter's expression, what they want to discuss should not be about the school festival, but about saving the world, and I agree with understanding: "Ah, then go discuss it, I'll go back first .Peter, do you want me to leave you dinner?"

"Uh, no." Peter patted my shoulder worriedly, "Be careful when crossing the road."

I glared at him secretly: "You are enough!"

Peter smiled and left with Sam and his party.

I was so happy to go home by myself, and I went to two comic shops along the way. One of the clerks was probably a fan of Spider-Man, and he spared no effort to recommend various Spider-Man peripherals to me: "Look, boy, this Spider-Man Xia's cosplay, I can guarantee that it is the most authentic one in New York?"

"Hehe, I smell it... well, it's not enough to restore."

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I put down the cosplay suit in my hand: "You know, Spiderman's uniform is only washed once a month."

Leaving aside the stunned clerks, I returned home happily only to find the dining table was empty except for a note from my mother saying she was going on a shopping spree with her girlfriends and Peter and I were going to settle the dinner on our own .

Well, if peter was here, maybe I could have a pancake, but now peter is away, he's off to prepare for the "school festival", so - I found my wallet to go out to eat, just came back and saw a restaurant Engaging in activities.

After 5 minutes, I sat comfortably in the "Whirlwind Restaurant" and ate veal steak. The price/performance ratio here is quite high. Next time my mother doesn't want to cook, we can come here to try it. Sure enough, the days without Peter are wonderful~

But how can such a troublesome thing be able to hide if you want to?

I watched as a little girl about eleven or twelve years old passed through the customers, walked straight towards me, and sat down in front of me.

I was taken aback, and my first reaction was to "join the table", but I looked behind the girl, and there was no sign of parents following me, and then I looked at the girl: curly long black hair, fair complexion like cream, and a petite face Exquisite as a doll, the black lace princess dress wraps a small body of 140...

I subconsciously wiped the saliva from the corner of my mouth, and then looked at the little Lolita—who was staring at me—the food on the plate.

Seeing me staring at her intently, little Lolita blinked, then flattened her mouth: "Big Brother~ I haven't eaten for three days..."

"What?! God! Here you are! Here you are!" I handed over the untouched food on the plate, and then hurriedly asked the waiter to bring us some more desserts.

Little Lolita thanked me sweetly, and ate obediently. The action was not rude, but it was very efficient. It seemed that she was really hungry.

Ask me why I am so stupid?Nonsense, I am Lolicon!

And such a delicate and perfect little loli, with a clear voice and soft body, is simply a nuclear weapon!

To say that loli is also classified, one is a goblin who has both angels and devils, innocence and sexiness like Lolita; Innocent little devil; another kind is like the one in front of me, exquisite and playful, well-behaved and willful little sweetheart~

Little Loli didn't care about my idiot behavior at all, she ate on her own, the corners of her mouth were still stained with sauce, I smiled and wanted to reach out to wipe her off, but suddenly froze.

I froze my idiot face and squeezed out a voice through my teeth: "Little sister, do you know those two men across the street?"

Little Loli blinked, put down the knife and fork, and looked at me aggrievedly: "I don't know those weirdos, but they have been chasing me for half a month."

I'm pretty sure that this "chasing" was followed by "killing". Almost instantly, a bullet broke through the glass window beside us, and the target was Little Loli.

I quickly threw the little loli (oh my god!!!), the bullet stopped exactly where she was sitting, no, it didn't stop - it was moving forward at an extremely slow speed, but this extremely low The speed makes it non-aggressive, like a well-behaved snail.

I reached out and fiddled with the bullet, making it point downwards, then picked up the stunned little Lolita, and quickly left the restaurant.

Right behind me, the bullet is still moving downward, and the shattered glass shards are still splashing, and the people who are eating and drinking are still opening their mouths, chewing, and swallowing, but the speed of all this have been slowed down countless times, almost static - which makes people's expressions look very meme-like.

But ten seconds after I left the restaurant with little loli in my arms, everything was back to normal time, and the bullet hit the ground, exploded, and caused a riot in the restaurant, and the black suit across the street had no idea what happened.

But all of this has nothing to do with me, I have already brought the little loli who escaped an assassination to another alley.

Little Loli was confused for a while, and then regained her composure—it seems that she is not my ideal sweetheart.

"Mutant?" She raised her head and asked, her expression had completely faded away from the innocence she pretended to be, and replaced it with a playful smile.

I still couldn't help but patted her on the head: "Forget it."

Little Loli took a step back in dissatisfaction, then straightened her clothes, stretched out a small hand, and raised the corner of her mouth: "Nice to meet you, mutant, my name is Meera."

I shook that hand amusedly: "My name is Alan."

I didn't ask her why she was assassinated like this, and I didn't want to inquire about her identity. I just touched little Lolita's tender hand, and said: "Okay, little princess Mela, the outside world is very dangerous, go down!" This time there may be no mutants to protect you, so go find your mother."

I turned around gracefully to leave, but suddenly a small hand appeared on my waist, and when I turned around, my whole body felt numb.

Mela pulled me hard, looked up at me, her big eyes were full of innocent tears, and her voice was full of grievances: "Brother Alan, I...I don't have a mother anymore, can you help me find my father?" ?”

I almost knelt down to Meera - oh my!Although I am a lolicon, I have only controlled two-dimensional girls before, okay, why use this three-dimensional one!Live little lolita to stimulate my otaku's heart! !

I bowed my head and pushed away Mei La's hand, and said weakly: "Speak well, don't be malicious and play cute to deceive consumers."

In my bedroom, I drank orange juice and listened to Mela's intermittent narration. I learned that Mela's mother passed away half a month ago, leaving only a necklace and a ring for Mela. Looking for her biological father, and the group of people who killed her mother didn't even let Meira go, chasing and killing her all the way until now.

"I sold my mother's ring and came to New York. My father is in New York." Meera said seriously.

I finally couldn't help asking: "You little girl, how did you escape from those people's pursuit?" Don't tell me that every time I meet someone to rescue me.

Meera raised her chin, shaking her calf: "Intuition. I have this talent. I know where it is safe and how to avoid danger—just like just now, I saw you, and I intuited you Was able to pick me up and get over it. Also, I felt like I went across a few states to New York because my dad was here."

While talking, Meera put on the "little sweetheart" mode again: "Brother Alan, can you help me, help me find my father."

Hehe, I couldn't help pinching Meera's little head while sneering: Is this probably also her intuition?

But—"Okay, okay, I promise you, what does your father look like? What are the characteristics?"

Meera shook her head: "I don't know, I haven't seen Dad."

"This...is a bit difficult. I don't know what this person looks like, and it's not easy to send a missing person notice."

Meera's eyes widened in an instant: "You can't post a missing person notice, and you can't find the police station. My father...he has a special identity."

I froze for a moment, lowered my voice and asked, "Drug lord?"

"No! My father...he is a magician."

【Small Theater: Meera's Life Experience】

Meera: My father and mother, they are excellent magicians, our family lives happily in a valley.But that night, our family was celebrating my first birthday. Suddenly, there was a violent storm and lightning. A mysterious man appeared in front of our house. I saw him wave his magic wand, give my father a weapon to kill you, and give my mother a stun, but am I easy to bully?In an instant, there was a green light, and Merlin's sigh came from mid-air, and I cried, and the mysterious man's heart was torn apart, and he knelt down, leaving only the words "heaven and me", and turned into ashes. ——This is the story about my life experience.

The author has something to say: So Allen's super power is: control time.That's why he can use "Shadowless Pants Stripper". In fact, there are hints in front of it, like Nick never knew how Alan saved him, like Mary Jane was surprised how Alan suddenly appeared and pulled her up, like It only takes Alan 5 minutes to sit down to dinner - the commute time is negligible.

Meera's dad is a big shot~