Temperature Control 227

Temperatur Control 227

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Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction

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Chapter 230

Good things should be shared with friends

Standing in front of the mirror, Natsume-san turned on the switch and pointed the hair dryer at her head.

Strong wind gushed out of the air outlet uncontrollably, and the wet hair fluttered all of a sudden. The hair, which was not long to begin with, formed a flying circle around his head.

A trace of fatigue appeared on her face. Natsume Enako gently rubbed her eyes. She had been forcing herself to be energetic today. Although she had not reached her limit, she was really tired.

Putting down the hair dryer, Natsume-san walked to the sofa with her head drooping.

Then he was buried in the sofa as if he was trapped in quicksand. He reached out his hands and hugged the teddy bear and fell asleep. It seemed that this would bring him a little more sense of security.

It was almost an hour after dinner time. The sky outside was dotted with stars, and there were not many people in the lively Student dormitory restaurant.

“Natsume-san, you are still so late today. As expected, you have become much busier after becoming a celebrity.”

Tsukuyomi Maika stood beside someone holding a pot of hot milk, and refilled Natsume-san’s cup.

“Thank you, the milk tastes good today.”

Take a sip of the milk, and Natsume Enako showed a satisfied smile on her face.

Compared to the bitter coffee, Natsume-san likes to drink beverages or milk the most.

“It’s just that I’m a little busy recently, and it has nothing to do with becoming a celebrity.”

“After all, I have the job of maintaining the law and order of Academy City.”

While talking, Natsume-san took out the armband of Judgment 177 Branch 177 Branch folded into a square from her pocket.

The pockets of Tokiwadai (Tokiwadai Middle School) school uniforms are not big, and they will bulge if you put more things in them, so they are wrinkled every time you take them out.

“As expected of Natsume-san, I heard that it is very difficult to pass the assessment of Judgment 177 Branch 177 Branch.”

Tsukuyomi Maika clenched her fists and couldn’t help but sigh, with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

“Not that good. By the way, Tsukuyomi-san, I actually found something very, very powerful today.”

Natsume-san blushed slightly, touched the back of her head unconsciously, and suddenly remembered something she learned from Uiharu today.

Since she learned the correct use of the Cleaning Robot from Tsukuyomi-san, Natsume-san no longer rides the bicycle that she bought with a month’s scholarship.

The bicycle is now placed in the garden of the Student dormitory. Last time when preparing for the Midsummer Festival, the Dorm Supervisor ordered him to put it away and not block the road.

Because of being too lazy and greedy, he had insisted on morning exercises for a long time before, and he thought that his physical fitness had reached the level of a normal Middle School Student, but recently there has been a downward trend.

It’s strange that no matter how lazy Natsume-san is, she can’t gain weight. Sure enough, the brain is the place that consumes the most energy.

“What is so powerful?”

Tsukuyomi-san looked at a certain bun-headed girl with a mysterious look and asked curiously.

Her eyes were particularly bright and energetic, and her energy was much more than some useless Middle School Students.

“It’s the Cleaning Robot. Let me tell you…”

The lights in the restaurant began to go out, Taking advantage of the dim night, two white cylinders whizzed through the security area of ​​Tokiwadai (Tokiwadai Middle School) Student dormitory.

“Tsukuyomi-san, you don’t need to call up the control panel on the robot. Now you can just use the phone to remotely control it. I won’t tell her to ordinary people.”

With a smug tone, the swing of the ball head in the shadow began to increase. It seemed that Natsume-san was in a state of complacency.

“Really, is this position the stop button? What a convenient program.”

Only the light of the phone shone slightly on her face. The white Katyusha on Tsukuyomi Maika’s head reflected the dim light, and her slightly open mouth showed her inner restlessness.

If you look closely, you can also find that she is holding a large bento in her hand.

“Well, no matter where Tsukuyomi-san wants to go, she just needs to mark it on the map on the phone, and she can change the direction at any time.”

“It’s just that the remote calling function is not very good. I heard from Uiharu that it is necessary to hack into the signal tower, but I don’t have any hacking skills.”

Speaking of this, the evil figure in the shadow shook his head in disappointment.

“That’s also great, isn’t it? Thank you very much, Natsume-san!”

Tsukuyomi Maika nodded vigorously and said, not only spinning on the spot, but also jumping left and right is no longer a dream.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other in the air, with a feeling of mutual sympathy.

“It’s decided. Let’s go to my stupid brother first. I just prepared a love lunch box for him today.”

Tsukuyomi Maika said seriously, curiously tapping on the screen of her mobile phone, and then raised the lunch box in her hand.

“Love lunch box, it’s great to have a sister like Tsukuyomi-san.”

“I really hope to invite Tsukuyomi-san to be my personal maid in the future.”

Natsume Enako sighed slightly, and accidentally said what was in her heart, but she hesitated a little at the last few words.

“What else did Natsume-san say?”

“Hey, nothing.”

Seeing that there was nothing unusual on Tsukuyomi-san’s face, a certain bun-head secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

“Natsume-san, are you going there as a guest?” At this time, Tsukuyomi Maika asked with a smile.

The night fell, and the street lights on both sides of the street lit up one after another. The two of them sat in the white cylinder and moved forward quickly.

Natsume-san didn’t have anything important to do now. It would be nice to follow Tsukuyomi-san to visit him brother’s house. She remember Kamijou-senpai and Index also lived there.

“During the Daihasei Festival, I plan to make some snacks to sell and make some pocket money. Natsume-san, do you have such plans?”

While hurrying on the road, the two chatted.

“Is it still possible?”

“That’s right. Every year, most of the roadside stalls at the Daihasei Festival are students’ own stalls.”

“I don’t have such plans. Now the school has signed up for many competitions for me. To be honest, I don’t like the Daihasei Festival at all.”

Speaking of this, Natsume-san’s face was dim, and she seemed to be indescribably frustrated. Calculating the time, There is only one week left until the Daihasei Festival.

Not only Natsume-san, but all other Tokiwadai students are treated similarly. Not to mention the first-year Natsume-san, even Senior Shokuhou Misaki is the same.

Tokiwadai (Tokiwadai Middle School) is very difficult to enroll in. Even members of the royal family cannot enroll if they do not meet the requirements, so the number of students is far less than other schools.

There are only more than 200 students in the three grades of Tokiwadai Middle School, which leads to a serious shortage of players participating in the Daihasei Festival.

In addition, there are many events in the competition, and everyone’s schedule is fully arranged, and this is the premise that no individual events have been registered.

Since it has been registered, it is still necessary to do what should be done. Natsume-san is still prepared to participate in the Daihasei Festival.

At least Natsume-san has never skipped a physical education class without reason, and has never deliberately changed the weather to change the physical education class to an indoor activity.

Daihasei Festival, it is embarrassing enough to be the last in your own school, Natsume-san couldn’t help but sigh in her heart.

Of course, if Senior Shokuhou is also there, it will be hard to say.

“Relax, Natsume-san, you must have confidence in yourself, as a student, you can’t give up like this.”

Tsukuyomi-san said comfortingly, Reaching out and rubbing the balls on Natsume-san’s head.

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“Is my brother home? I’m sorry to bother you.”

Tsukuyomi-san sat on a white cylinder and kept circling the door of a high school dormitory.

After a while, he didn’t hear any movement from inside, so he took out the spare key and opened the door.

“You’re not home, Natsume-san, come in too.”

“Excuse me.”

Natsume Enako hesitated outside for a while, then whispered, it was her first time to come to such a boys’ dormitory.

“Then I’m sorry to bother you too.”

Hearing the unexpected voice, Index’s head suddenly popped out from nowhere.

“Enako, Maika, hello.”

Index, a little nun in a white nun’s robe, stood behind her.

“Index, do you want to come and sit too?” Tsukuyomi Maika tilted her head and said.

She stayed in Tsukuyomi-san’s brother’s dormitory for a while, but no one came. The two were dragged to Kamijou-senpai’s dormitory by Index.

Sitting at the small round table, Natsume-san absentmindedly watched the TV show “magic High School Student Kanami”.

Index seemed particularly interested in this anime, staring at the TV non-stop.

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