Temperature Control 169
by TINY FAN FICTIONTemperatur Control 169
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
Chapter 169
Rumors of the Eighth
The Eighth Super Ability User? Senior Misaka paused.
She had heard a rumor in the streets before that the Rijikai – Board of Directors was preparing to select the eighth.
This matter did not seem to be kept confidential. Some unimportant news had already spread to the outside world. The only mystery was the final candidate for the eighth.
In terms of time, the first seven can be said to be the first batch of Super Ability Users in Academy City. They appeared at a relatively close time, and it can be said that most of the accumulation since the establishment of Academy City was used up.
After this batch of Super Ability Users appeared, Academy City did not have any new Super Ability Users for more than a year, until the news of the eighth came out not long ago.
“Senior Misaka, Natsume-san, I was also shocked when I heard the news. I originally thought it was a rumor, but Uiharu found that a new blank file for the eighth had been created in the library.” Shirai-san said thoughtfully.
The library records almost all the information of Ability Users. Although there have been frequent problems recently, it is almost accurate.
However, it requires extremely high permissions to view the specific information of Level 5. Generally, only the official information can be viewed. If nothing has been published, only blank files can be seen.
Seeming to have remembered something, Senior Misaka looked a little hesitant and subconsciously glanced at Natsume Enako.
As for the eighth person, could it be Natsume-san?
After all, the appearance of the eighth person is too coincidental. The defeat of Accelerator happened not long ago. If the two are connected, then Natsume-san is actually quite likely.
Just when Misaka Mikoto looked at Natsume Enako, she immediately caught a glimpse of a strange look on the face of a certain ball-head.
When Natsume-san is happy, she can’t hide her emotions at all. Others can tell something is wrong at a glance.
Just like when everyone was playing board games together just now, as long as she drew a good hand, she could find out the problem in advance from Natsume-san’s face.
Walking on the water-stained path, Natsume-san pursed her lips, trying her best to endure something, trying to restore her expressionless state.
Hearing that her Level 5 file had been created, Natsume Enako felt inexplicably happy, and even the expression on her face gradually twisted.
But it’s not good to be too proud, and she still needs to be reserved. Natsume Enako quite agrees with this point.
“Natsume-san really knows something.”
Senior Misaka retracted her gaze and understood.
Originally, the credibility was only about three or four points, but when he saw someone’s expression, it immediately soared to seven or eight points.
“I heard someone say today that if the news is true, we will know after the physical examination in September.” Senior Misaka said.
“Senior Misaka, in fact, Kuroko thinks so too. Calculating the time, there are less than five days before the physical examination. I wonder which school the Level 5 student will be from this time.”
Shirai-san held her chin with one hand and frowned slightly, as if she had turned into a famous detective again.
“That school? I think, Maybe it’s from our school.”
Senior Misaka looked up at the curtain that blocked the rainstorm, and said with a strange look.
“From our school!? Does Senior Misaka have inside information? Could it be that guy Guangzi? No, it’s absolutely impossible. Maybe it’s a third-year Hunter Archer?”
Shirai-san’s eyes became empty, and she began to check one by one in her mind. Not long after, her face became serious.
If it’s from her school, there are more than 50 suspects, which just coincides with the number of Tokiwadai Middle Schoollv4.
“Kuroko, I just said it casually, and you will know when the time comes.”
“Besides, it’s getting late now, we’d better go back to the Student dormitory.”
Senior Misaka showed a trace of helplessness on her face, waved her hand and explained.
Although Natsume-san is very likely, no one can be sure before it is announced. So it may not be a student of Tokiwadai (Tokiwadai Middle School).
Listening to the conversation between Senior Misaka and Shirai-san, a certain bun-haired girl slowed down her movements slightly, as if she was thinking about something.
“Senior Misaka, Shirai-san, actually, just last night, the Dorm Supervisor asked me to fill out a medical examination form.”
“A medical form? Why would the Dorm Supervisor give you this?”
Shirai-san turned around in confusion, not quite understanding what Natsume Enako said.
Natsume Enako hadn’t thought of hiding the fact that she was going to take the Level 5 assessment from everyone. The reading club was originally a good opportunity, but she was so engrossed in the fun that she forgot about it. But it’s not too late now.
“According to the Dorm Supervisor, this is a medical form for the Level 5 assessment, and it seems to be issued directly from the Rijikai – Board of Directors.”
Natsume Enako’s voice was not loud, but it was still clear.
“If it’s a Level 5 physical form, I seem to have filled it out before.”
“Congratulations, Natsume-san. I’ve always thought that Natsume-san has this possibility.”
Senior Misaka nodded in understanding, as if she remembered something. So, Natsume-san is the eighth one.
“Senior Misaka, have you colluded with this guy, or are you hiding something from me?”
Shirai-san stopped, with a look of surprise on her face, and then she became suspicious.
She remember that it has not been long since Natsume-san passed the lv4 assessment, which is about four months at most.
It is not realistic to think that he can become Level 5 in more than four months.
Not to mention that Natsume-san is not hardworking at all on weekdays. She wanders around after class all day.
On the contrary, Natsume-san’s academic performance has always been very good, which is also a puzzling thing.
“Kuroko, I am serious.”
Senior Misaka sighed slightly and said helplessly.
“It’s not a collusion, Shirai-san, you have to accept the reality. But I just got the qualification for the assessment, and it is not certain whether I can pass it.”
Natsume-san said seriously on the side, There was a visible worry on her face.
“Don’t worry, Natsume-san. You’ve basically been confirmed to be able to participate in the assessment. This physical test is just to collect some specific data. Just do your best.”
Senior Misaka said with a smile, with a hint of encouragement on her face. Senior Misaka’s opinion is somewhat similar to that of a man wearing goggles.
“Really?”
Natsume Enako had a hint of uncertainty on her face, but Senior Misaka’s words sounded very convincing, and Natsume-san felt a little relieved.
“Senior Misaka, what are you talking about? How come Kuroko doesn’t understand a word?”
At this time, Shirai-san’s face showed a hint of grievance, and she leaned on Senior Misaka, and then was hit by Senior Misaka’s hand.
“Shirai-san, your Chinese grades are not very good.”
“You’re a widower.”
Tokiwadai Middle SchoolStudent dormitory.
The three of them were waiting at the door of the Student dormitory. They had just called the Dorm Supervisor and were waiting for the Dorm Supervisor to open the door.
“So, the rumored eighth place is you, Natsume-san. No matter how I think about it, it feels wrong.”
With a hint of doubt on her face, Shirai-san couldn’t help but hold her forehead, Suddenly, a sense of inexplicable crisis surged in my heart.
However, this sense of crisis did not seem to be used in formal channels, but she grabbed Senior Misaka’s arm tightly and stared at Natsume-san with her eyes.
“Even if Natsume-san becomes Level 5, he will never take Senior Misaka away from me.” Shirai-san’s voice was a little hoarse, but full of oppressive momentum.
“Kuroko, you guy.” Senior Misaka’s face froze, and she didn’t seem to know what to say.
“Shirai-san, your voice is too loud, are you going to talk to me?”
Not long after, a strange creature with a moisturizing mask on his face opened the door and uttered an extremely familiar voice.
“Good evening, Dorm Supervisor.” ×3
Daily greetings are indispensable. This is the survival rule of Tokiwadai (Tokiwadai Middle School) Student dormitory, especially when facing the Dorm Supervisor.
“Come in, Keep your voice down, especially you, Shirai-san.”
The Dorm Supervisor was wearing pajamas and a facial mask on his face, but you could still vaguely see a hint of his usual domineering and majestic demeanor.
“I didn’t expect the Dorm Supervisor to actually use a facial mask.” The three of them thought absentmindedly.
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