Temperature Control 83

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Chapter 83

Black-clad super-ability??

In the morning, the sun was already high in the sky. As long as you open the window, you can see the dazzling light coming in directly.

Someone showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, and the whole person looked a little inexplicably grinning.

Lying on the floor with only a layer of mat, Natsume Enako was wearing a set of bunny pajamas that didn’t fit her well, and this dress belonged to Mouri Ran Elder Sister.

Someone brought all the clothes and daily necessities, but confusedly forgot to put the pajamas in.

Natsume Enako still stayed in bed, stretched lazily, and was rarely covered with a quilt. She don’t know if it was covered by herself or by someone else.

“Hehe, I remember that the propaganda of Tokiwadai Middle School said that the students’ wake-up time is from 7 o’clock to 7:30.”

A certain death god elementary school student showed a fake smile on her face, and looked at Senior Natsume Enako who was lying on the floor and couldn’t get up in silence, It seems that the content in the promotion is not necessarily credible.

It is almost nine o’clock now, and she have been called up early, but the guy in front of me who seems to be a student of an aristocratic girls’ school is still lying motionless in the quilt.

“It’s so comfortable, the feeling of staying in bed is so wonderful.”

Natsume Enako pulled back the quilt that was about to cover her head, revealing a pair of eyes full of joy.

Whether it is a school day or a holiday, if you wake up later than the time, you will undoubtedly be caught by the Dorm Supervisor and punished by the dormitory rules. Today, she actually woke up two hours later. She think she’m lucky.

She threw the inexplicable thoughts aside, turned her head slightly on the bed, and looked at the guy who was examining me.

“That Enako sister, I’m here to wake you up.”

Conan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and hurriedly answered, and ran away after saying that.

Just watching Conan’s back disappear, Natsume-san heard a commotion nearby, as if someone had fallen from a seat.

Someone was in better spirits than ever before, opening the window to breathe in the fresh air, with his bunny pajamas hanging on the ground.

“Enako, I heard from Conan that you woke up.”

Mouri Ran came in with breakfast behind her, with a faint smile on her face.

“Thank you, Elder Sister Mouri Ran, I’ll go wash up first.”

Natsume Enako’s face was a little red, and she was a little concerned about her staying in bed.

Natsume Enako finally tidied herself up after lowering her head and spitting out the foam in her mouth and putting her toothpaste and toothbrush aside.

She had changed out of her bunny pajamas and was wearing a light yellow floral dress with a few small sunflowers printed on it that looked like smiling faces.

The person in the mirror was completely different from usual, but her bun was the same.

“In that case, I’ll wait for Mr. Mouri Kogorou to come.”

“It’s nothing. A phone call was enough before. I didn’t expect you to come all the way today.”

Mouri Kogorou said to a man who looked like a company employee, and sent him to the door while speaking.

“Mouri Ran, get ready, we’re going to Beika Restaurant next.”

Mouri Kogorou adjusted his suit and showed a serious expression on his face, but this expression didn’t last long. He just took two steps and his steps were a little unsteady.

“Uncle drank so much yesterday again.”

Conan’s mouth trembled slightly, and he seemed to be very worried about Mouri Kogorou’s current state. However, the influence of alcohol was almost over, and he was still playing with the high-tech glasses.

Forget it, he don’t care about Uncle Mouri. Conan squatted down to check a skateboard, frowning and thinking a little messy.

“This kind of high-tech product is also sold as an ordinary gift. It is only the size of a book when folded, and it even has a very powerful propeller. If Academy City and Black Organization are related…”

Conan thought in his head, stepped on it and tried the skateboard silently, and a trace of determination appeared in his eyes. Even if there is a connection, he has no room to retreat.

“There are too few channels to understand Academy City now, so I can only start with this sister Enako.”

The eyes are serious, the eyes are firm, and the whole person exudes a strong aura. Under this aura, Conan flew into the air in an instant, riding the wind, Suspended in the air.

“Conan, didn’t I tell you not to skateboard in the office?”

A slightly dissatisfied figure appeared behind him, holding Conan’s clothes in one hand and hanging him in the air, with a bit of anger on his face.

“Mouri Ran Elder Sister, listen to my explanation.”

“Forget it, change your shoes quickly, we are going out soon.”

“Oh, so that’s it.”

Natsume Enako nodded, and touched Conan’s head with curious eyes, but he dodged it quickly.

“So, Enako-sister went with us.”

With watery eyes, Conan looked at Natsume Enako’s face with a sincere look and said with a smile.

“Yes, the game software based on Uncle Mouri sounds interesting.”

Someone nodded and said with interest.

But then he looked thoughtful. No matter how he thought about it, this was the smell of a case. A case meant danger.

Although he was an ability user, he was not much different from ordinary people in some aspects.

When could he develop a convenient passive ability like nitrogen armor? It was really difficult, and the calculation mode alone was a bit confusing.

But he seemed to have heard some rumors that the physique of ability users and ability users could not be generalized.

People like Natsume Enako were fake ability users. Her abilities depended on calculations. She would be killed in seconds if her defenses were broken. Once her brains were injured, she would become non-ability users.

But real ability users were different. Ability relies on guts, and you can still be reckless even if you break defense. Even if you are shot, the bleeding will stop and the bones will be reattached. No matter how you think about it, it is inexplicably enviable.

After mumbling in her mind, she put on her shoes without hesitation. Natsume Enako surprisingly did not feel much fear. Maybe it was the sequelae of staying with classmate Shirai Kuroko for a long time.

Anyway, it is better to go out and breathe the fresh air of Tokyo’s Beika Town (town (町)) than to stay bored in the room.

“Sister Enako, is Academy City as safe as advertised?”

Just after putting on him shoes and before tying him shoelaces, Conan’s innocent questioning voice came to my ears.

“It’s not safe. There are some dangerous guys appearing every now and then. There are many criminal groups, various attacks and underground experiments. The life of an ordinary student like me is still quite risky.”

Natsume Enako thought about it, Still telling the truth.

“Attacks and underground experiments sound very much like the style of the Black Organization. Maybe it is really a criminal group in Academy City. And if it has not been wiped out in Academy City, there should be a heavyweight figure in the organization.”

Conan thought silently, his eyes became solemn.

“So Sister Enako, are there any super-ability people who like to wear black clothes in Academy City?”

If it is a super ability user, then the status in Academy City must be quite high. If the other party is the Black Organization, then wearing black clothes should be a characteristic.

“Hey, let me think about this question.”

Natsume Enako suddenly felt a little confused, but after carefully recalling various information, she suddenly realized something.

She remember, if it is black.

“Does the black and white stripes count?”

The car started slowly. It was the same business car as yesterday. Uncle Mouri seemed to have helped the car rental company and exempted the rental fee for the past few days.

Mouri Kogorou had drunk alcohol yesterday, so Mouri Ran Elder Sister still found a designated driver to drive.

And this car is really not good. It took more than ten minutes to start it in the morning.

Sitting in the car seat, Conan was a little silent.

“Accelerator? Real name unknown, the first super ability user in Academy City, always wearing a black and white striped shirt.”

Conan thought silently, Natsume Enako blinked him eyes and looked at the little boy beside him. The boy had been acting strange since he got on the bus.

“There is too little useful information. With this feature that can be seen everywhere, we can only get these useless news.”

Finally giving up the idea of ​​thinking further, Conan leaned back on the seat with him head in him arms. He seemed to notice someone looking at him. He turned around and saw Natsume-san, whose face was full of curiosity.

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