Temperature Control 95

---

Chapter 95

Tokiwadai Poor Girl

As if she remembered the promise she made before leaving, Natsume Enako suddenly felt guilty.

In fact, it was not her fault. After all, no one knew that so many things would happen in just ten days. For a moment, Natsume Enako felt a little wronged.

Does it have to be next time?

No, she must find a way to make up for it. There must be other ways. Academy City should also sell special products from outside.

Thinking about it, Natsume Enako quietly stuffed her skirts and clothes into the box under the bed. If nothing unexpected happened, Natsume Enako felt that she would not use her for a long time.

Why do she feel that there is still a chance to use them? Suddenly, my mood became even more sad.

Finally, she packed my luggage and spent some time cleaning it. The dormitory returned to its original familiar appearance.

“It’s nearly two hours before lights out. I have to make use of this time.”

Frowning and thinking, Natsume Enako felt that she should do something.

After searching Tokyo Beika Town’s specialties on her phone, she found that the underground street of District 7 actually has some Beika Town (town (町)) specialties for sale.

There is no shortage of technological products in Academy City, and Beika Town’s specialties worth buying are also some external handicrafts, special foods and the like.

The more famous things in Beika Town (town (町)) are Japanese dolls and the famous detective Mouri Kogorou. Some Beika local style pleated fans and lanterns are also good choices.

“I should have asked Uncle Mouri to sign for me earlier.” Natsume Enako thought secretly.

Although Mouri Kogorou is not famous in Academy City, this does not change the fact that he is a famous detective. Senior Misaka has always been interested in detectives, and Uncle Mouri’s case-solving records make it a very good souvenir.

Of course Natsume Enako had nothing prepared.

Senior Misaka and Senior Shokuhou gave him a Japanese doll, Senior Kongou gave him a pleated fan, Shigefuku-san bought him some cherry blossom cakes, Shirai-san bought him some natural skin care products from Mihua… And the seniors from the Urban Legend Investigation Club can’t be forgotten.

Along the way, Natsume Enako was thinking about something in her mind, and soon she sorted out a gift list. The price was secondary, as long as everyone liked it.

This kind of specialty store is rare. After all, most people don’t have this demand. The only place where you can find it is the underground streets under the ground of Academy City.

The underground street has a dense flow of people, and because of the holiday, it has almost fallen into an embarrassing situation of crowding. Fortunately, Natsume Enako is petite and can easily pass through the crowd and continue to move forward.

Walking in the crowd, Natsume Enako focused on the signs of nearby stores, trying to find the store she needs quickly.

“Ah, Touma, I bumped into someone.”

As she walked, Natsume Enako’s body suddenly stagnated.

Suddenly, she was hit hard by someone, and the other person almost bumped into Natsume Enako. She smelled a faint fragrance in her nose, and Natsume Enako suddenly came back to her senses and looked at the two people in front of her with some surprise.

“Index, I told you to look at the road carefully and not walk backwards.”

“But I don’t want Touma to be out of my sight, hum~~~.”

Wearing a pure white, ultra-luxurious nun’s robe decorated with gold thread embroidery, and a hat of the same material on her head, a girl who looked about the same age as herself turned around with a little temper.

Rather than a nun’s robe, it’s better to say it’s a one-piece dress. A closer look reveals that there are even a few paper clips used to fix the fabric on it.

This girl has long silver hair, her pupils are a rare green, and her skin is as white as milk.

The ones who came over were Kamijou Touma and a little nun, but aren’t ordinary nun’s robes all black? This is the first time he’ve seen a white nun’s robe.

Natsume Enako’s head immediately reacted. It turned out to be the main body of the Magic Index. The leading lady of Toaru Majutsu no Index, it seems the plot of Toaru Majutsu no Index has started without knowing when.

“Are you okay? It was my fault just now.”

The apology was a little shy, and it seemed that she was not very familiar with the apology in Japan. The girl called Index showed an apologetic look.

“It’s okay, I didn’t pay attention to the road.”

Natsume Enako shook her head and said indifferently. The girl named Index in front of her seemed to be about the same height as herself, and she felt particularly comfortable communicating with her.

“I’m sorry, Index has caused you trouble. She always looks confused.”

With one hand stroking him hair and an awkward smile on him face, Kamijou Touma said while holding Index’s hand.

“Touma!” Index seemed unhappy and bit Kamijou Touma’s arm.

“Don’t say bad things about me!” Because she was biting something, Index’s voice became a little fuzzy.

After chatting for a few words, Natsume Enako looked at Kamijou Touma who was walking away in confusion.

“It shouldn’t have been long since we met last time. Why is this guy pretending not to know him? I wanted to ask him if he found his bicycle.”

Natsume Enako felt a little strange. Although she didn’t have much interaction with her, she should know each other, but this time she were like strangers.

The confusion in her heart flashed by, and she didn’t take it to heart. She still had her business to do.

After a few minutes, Natsume Enako finally found a store in the corner of the underground street. There are many special products from many places in Japan.

She spent a lot of money to buy a bunch of products, all of which are produced in Mihua, but their prices here are greatly increased, almost more than twice as expensive as buying them locally.

Even so, Natsume Enako could only grit her teeth and pay. As the prompt sound of the cash register’s successful payment sounded, someone’s heart couldn’t help but shrink.

By the time she walked out of the store, Natsume Enako had become a truly poor girl.

The payment amount just happened to be the balance of Natsume Enako’s bank account, and the number in her bank card had fallen to the lowest point in history.

From tomorrow until the next scholarship day, Natsume Enako can only make a living in the Tokiwadai dormitory. She must report to the dormitory restaurant on time, otherwise she will go hungry.

The days of buying desserts every now and then, filling up the shopping cart in the supermarket, and taking the tram across several university districts are gone forever.

Counting the days, there are still more than ten days before the next scholarship day. What a hopeless life.

….Dividing line…

Early the next morning, Natsume Enako knocked on the door of dormitory 208.

“Thank you, is this a gift for me?”

With a happy smile on her face, Senior Misaka was so happy holding the Japan doll in her hand. The doll also had a small Kwata mask on its face, which looked a bit special.

“Natsume-san, what are these?”

Shirai-san opened the box and was surprised to see what was inside. There were small white cubes inside.

“These are handmade soaps from Mika Town (town (町)), with flower petals and honey added in them, absolutely no chemical additives.”

Natsume Enako recalled the introduction of the shop owner, and then said seriously.

“Thank you, this gift looks good, I like it very much.”

Shirai-san picked up a piece of artificial soap, which exuded a pleasant fragrance, and nodded with satisfaction.

“As long as Shirai-san likes it.”

Holding many gifts in her hand, Natsume Enako began her visiting life.

It was not until noon that Natsume Enako delivered all the souvenirs to her friends.

And fortunately, Natsume Enako finally caught up with the lunch time of the Student dormitory after rushing.

“Great, finally caught up.”

Natsume Enako sat in the restaurant seat with some relief. It didn’t matter if she didn’t catch up on weekdays. But now there is no extra money to buy lunch.

“Enako, thank you for your gift. This Tsuchimikado special seafood lunch is my return gift.”

Tsuchimikado-san, wearing a maid outfit, spoke leisurely.

She looked at Natsume Enako with round eyes, expecting Natsume Enako’s evaluation of this seafood lunch.

“I’m going to eat.”

Natsume Enako’s stomach was growling with hunger, so she picked up the chopsticks and opened the lunch box.

---