Temperature Control 232

Temperatur Control 232

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Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction

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Chapter 235

Natsume-san loves to give suggestions

Private Tokiwadai Middle School, Return Home Bathhouse.

After a whole day of physical education classes, everyone was dirty and wanted to take care of their appearance before the club activities started.

But for Natsume-san, it was really Return Home Bathhouse. After taking a bath, she could go wherever she wanted.

Due to the large number of people at the same time, all 90 shower heads in the bathhouse were full. A girl with a bun-like head who was too slow could only stand at the door with her change of clothes in a daze.

The ladies of Tokiwadai (Tokiwadai Middle School) are really slow when taking a bath. Natsume Enako couldn’t help but droop her head while waiting.

She hate the feeling of waiting.

“Today’s exercise volume is as much as the past week.”

A few Hunter Archers whispered around me, Like Natsume-san, she all couldn’t find a place.

“But it’s not a bad thing to exercise a lot. Look, my belly has become a little thinner.”

“Really? Let me see. It seems to be a little smaller.”

Hearing this, her cheeks flushed slightly. Natsume-san, who was standing beside her, began to sit up straight and didn’t need to hold the clothes in her hands tightly.

The bathroom door opened, and the heavy humidity condensed into a thin cloud. As soon as the door was opened, the area around it became white.

My eyes unconsciously looked towards the door. Miss Judgment 177 Branch 177 Branch with brown hair tore through the cloud and walked out. My eyes immediately caught a bored bun-head.

“Natsume-san, we’ll leave first. Today is Senior Misaka and I alone time. Don’t think about following us.”

There was a big bump on her head for no reason, Shirai-san, wearing a bath towel, walked past a girl with a bun on her face with a smug look on her face, and Senior Misaka, who looked embarrassed, was behind her.

“Don’t listen to her nonsense, I was just accompanying Kuroko to buy some things.”

Senior Misaka forced a smile on her head, rubbed Shirai-san’s red face hard, and explained.

The door opened more and more frequently, and soon, the crowded bathroom finally became empty.

After turning off the shower, all the sweat on her body was washed away. Natsume Enako walked out of Return Home Bathhouse refreshed.

Natsume-san has almost finished all the things now, and the next period of time is basically all her own.

She has never stopped to rest for Febrie and the others’ work in the past days, so she must make up for it today.

“Are those people the operating committee members of Daihasei Festival?”

She bought a bunch of snacks from the mobile food truck on the roadside and bought drinks from the vending machine.

As the weather began to get colder, Natsume-san couldn’t find a place to buy shaved ice.

Natsume-san sat quietly on the flower bed of the park and enjoyed life. She looked curiously at a few students who were measuring the venue with instruments. She heard that this street will be used as the venue for the marathon during the Daihasei Festival.

Marathon, just hearing the name is troublesome.

She just glanced at the operating committee members, Natsume-san was immersed in her own world again.

Natsume-san was quite satisfied with her current life. If she could be leisurely every day, that would be Natsume-san’s biggest wish.

Speaking of which, Natsume-san was really a good student who made people worry-free.

“If you have any expectations or ideas about the Daihasei Festival, please tell me.”

He carried a small suggestion box on his back, and his head was full of sweat dripping.

A High School Girl was asking around along the road, and she also had the mark of the Daihasei Festival operating committee on her shoulder.

Broad forehead, long black hair, height and figure are very similar to Senior Shokuhou Misaki, but thinner than Senior Shokuhou.

Natsume Enako tilted her head and thought, Senior Shokuhou has a small belly now because she never attends Physical education class and always eats high-calorie food.

“Sorry, please wait a moment.”

The high school girl was panting and holding her knees. She ran a few steps but failed to catch up. She looked at the person who asked the target with some reluctance.

She kept panting and couldn’t help wiping the sweat off her face. She turned around and met Natsume-san’s eyes while she was eating snacks.

“Can I really give you suggestions and opinions about the Daihasei Festival?”

Silently swallowing the food in her mouth, Natsume-san blinked and looked at the tall and beautiful girl in front of her.

Natsume-san actually likes to give suggestions. Last time when she was called to the chairman’s office of Tokiwadai (Tokiwadai Middle School), a certain bun-haired girl took the opportunity to write a letter of opinion.

But until now, Natsume-san has not received any response, and still has to wear the Tokiwadai (Tokiwadai Middle School) uniform all day long.

“Of course, if it is a reasonable and achievable request, we will try our best to adopt it.”

Nodding vigorously, the high school girl looked particularly serious.

“If that’s the case, I think there will be a lot of people outside Academy City during the Daihasei Festival.”

“Although most of them are parents of students, there may be some bad guys mixed in, which will definitely cause many safety issues. At that time, more manpower will be needed.”

After a slight pause, Natsume-san frowned and fell into thought.

“Hmm.”

The high school girl beside him nodded in approval. They had naturally considered these things, but the security issues were usually left to the Security Personnel.

“Then my suggestion is to let the Judgment 177 Branch 177 Branches freely choose whether to participate in the Daihasei Festival.”

“I hope that I can be responsible for protecting the safety of Academy City at that time, so that everyone can enjoy the happiness brought by the Daihasei Festival happily.”

Speaking of this, Natsume-san’s face showed a serious thinking look.

Protecting Academy City is something that Natsume-san does almost every day, and she is already very skilled in this business.

“My classmate, are you Judgment 177 Branch 177 Branch?”

The high school girl was slightly stunned, and suddenly said with some curiosity.

“Yes, in fact, just now it was my true thought in my heart.”

Natsume-san took out the Judgment from her pocket 177 Branch 177 Branch’s armband, very honestly speaking.

“Daihasei Festival is an event for all students to participate in, so that everyone can smile happily. No one is exempt. Things like protecting Academy City can be left to the Security Personnel teachers.”

With a trace of trance on her face, the female High School Student named Fukiyose Seiri couldn’t help but feel touched and developed some good feelings for the girl in front of her.

She also knew some members of Judgment 177 Branch 177 Branch. Everyone’s work is so hard on weekdays. They are the ones who should rest well during the Daihasei Festival, so she chose to reject this proposal.

“So I’m sorry, I can only reject this suggestion.”

Fukiyose Seiri shook her head and said apologetically.

“Is that so.”

Natsume-san didn’t show any disappointment, because she was just seriously putting forward her opinions.

Since she was making suggestions, It is normal to be rejected.

Girls who are serious don’t have time to be disappointed.

“Then can we change the bread for the bread-biting competition to sweet bread? The bread for the last bread-biting competition tasted bad.”

Natsume-san seemed to have thought of something and continued to speak.

“I know about the taste of the bread.”

Fukiyose Seiri did not directly refuse this time, but took out a small notebook from the suggestion box in front of her and wrote it down.

“Sweet bread? Maybe we should consider opinions in this regard.” Fukiyose Seiri murmured.

“Do you have any other opinions?”

“I think we can delay the curfew of each school for a while, especially Tokiwadai Middle School.”

Natsume-san suggested seriously, but this suggestion obviously has a low success rate.

After chatting with this high school Hunter Archer for a while, he unknowingly brought up many ideas in his mind.

While Natsume-san was making suggestions, At the same time, she shared some of the snacks she bought with this hard-working Hunter Archer.

Natsume-san could see that this Hunter Archer really wanted to make the Daihasei Festival a success.

“My name is Fukiyose Seiri. I’m very grateful for your help this time. I was able to collect some useful opinions.” As she spoke, Fukiyose Seiri couldn’t help but smile.

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