Temperature Control 298

Temperatur Control 298

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Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction

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Chapter 301

Senior Konori’s Ambition

The illusion is naturally not an illusion.

Natsume-san is very sure of the existence of that perception.

A special perception that magnifies everything countless times and far exceeds the resolution of the eyes, once you try it once, you will never forget it.

Even if her soul does not bring the answer she wants, Natsume-san will not be discouraged.

She has no problem of worrying about gains and losses. If there is, there is, if there is not, there is not. Just keep working hard.

After changing to a comfortable position, Natsume Enako stretched and fell asleep.

Although sometimes there are many thoughts, Natsume-san rarely dreams, and this time seems to be an exception.

In a daze, Natsume-san seemed to dream that she entered that state of microscopic perception, and then rubbed out a fireball of hundreds of thousands of degrees, burning a big hole in the air field.

The fireballs flew around, the high temperature was raging, and no one could beat him.

A smug smile appeared on her sleeping face, Don’t be fooled by her honest appearance, Natsume-san actually feels very good about herself.

This may be a common problem of super ability users, their self-confidence explodes and their personality becomes distorted due to the improvement of ability.

After waking up from the dream, life still has to go on, and the first thing is to open your eyes.

Today is Saturday, there are still three days before the Daihasei Festival, and six days before the scholarship is issued.

Natsume-san’s bank card currently has more than 100,000 yen, which is enough to get through this period as long as she doesn’t buy some big things.

The life of a poor high school student in Tokiwadai (Tokiwadai Middle School) is gone forever.

The super ability high school student who saved Space Elevator and the surrounding area to some extent, after sitting up from the sofa, faces a new day of life.

Expertly freezing his alarm clock into an ice sculpture, hanging his head listlessly, floating in the air like catkins, a certain bun-headed girl is secretly using ability in the dormitory again.

After getting used to convenient things, It is difficult for humans to avoid not using it, this may be the so-called nature.

As a typical human being, Natsume-san’s ability to be lazy is becoming more and more mature.

Today is Saturday, the normal operation should be to wait until the Dorm Supervisor finishes checking the room, then close the door and take a nap.

However, Natsume-san did not complain, but prepared to brush her teeth and wash her face, because she seemed to care about the desk that belonged to her.

Standing on the ground again.

The airflow around Natsume-san began to dissipate, and she raised her somewhat weak arms, staring blankly at the figure with messy hair in the mirror.

Rubbing her eyes gently, and tidying up her appearance in front of the mirror, Natsume-san turned on the faucet and prepared to brush her teeth.

Spitting out the foam in her mouth, she stretched out her hand to take out her hair tie from the glass box next to the mirror, but she couldn’t touch it.

“Huh?”

The deep sleepiness lingering in her brain dissipated in an instant, and Natsume Enako blinked her eyes. Something was wrong.

The hair tie is gone. Did she lose it somewhere yesterday?

Frowning slightly, Natsume-san found that her spare hair tie seemed to have been used up. Looks like she have to buy some today.

She has straight black long hair that falls down to her shoulders.

As if it blocked her vision, a fair little hand couldn’t help but gather her long hair and put it behind her ears.

Without a hair tie, she couldn’t make a bun, so her hair was long today. Today’s life was very problematic from the beginning.

Feeling the tingling in her ears, Natsume-san walked slower. She was not used to this change in hairstyle.

“I feel familiar from a distance. It’s Natsume-san. Is your hairstyle imitating Senior Misaka today?”

The sound of a wheelchair rolling came from afar. An uninvited guest was coming out of the cafeteria of Tokiwadai (Tokiwadai Middle School) and said in a strange tone.

Behind her was Senior Misaka, who was helping to push the wheelchair.

Senior Misaka had a boyish, neat short hair. But she haven’t been to the designated barbershop of Tokiwadai (Tokiwadai Middle School) recently, so my hair has grown a little longer.

And Natsume-san’s hair has been hanging down to her shoulders, and her bangs are so low that she almost cover her eyebrows. It’s not the same hairstyle at all.

“Good morning, don’t listen to Kuroko’s nonsense.”

Senior Misaka pinched Shirai Kuroko’s shoulder awkwardly. This junior girl always likes to say some inexplicable things.

But it really makes people care. Natsume-san actually changed her hairstyle, which makes people a little uncomfortable.

“Senior Misaka, good morning to you too.”

Smiling and greeting, Natsume Enako is not the kind of person who cares about everything, usually she will just ignore the problem of moving a certain space.

“By the way, Banri and Haruee will come to Branch to help today, Haruee said she will bring a cake she made.”

Senior Misaka pushed Shirai-san to leave, and then she remembered something and turned around to say to Natsume-san.

“Hey, Haruee and the others are here too.”

After a hum, Natsume-san seemed a little happy.

We came to Judgment 177 Branch 177 BranchJudgment 177 Branch.

As long as you stand on the road not far away, you can see the conspicuous big hole in the back wall of Judgment 177 Branch 177 BranchJudgment 177 Branch at a glance.

Natsume-san remained calm as always, with the corners of her mouth raised at a 45-degree angle, As if to prevent people from seeing that these big holes were made by themselves.

A truck loaded with building materials stopped by the roadside, buckets of paint were neatly stacked on the ground, some replacement wires and internal pipes, piles of brand new bricks and marble floors…

The amount of these materials far exceeded the actual amount required by Judgment 177 Branch 177 BranchBranch, because various problems in the corridor on the second floor also needed to be dealt with.

The compensation provided by Miss Kanzaki and her friends also included these losses.

In addition to these materials, some common construction tools can also be seen.

As more and more building materials piled up, the strong sense of uncertainty became clearer.

Some eyes stared at Senior Misaka who was searching for how to build a house on her mobile phone. Natsume Enako felt that the problem seemed to be bigger than she thought.

It seemed that Senior Konori was really serious, Even the tools and materials were ready.

Originally, Natsume-san thought it was just about painting and moving things, at most helping to fill the holes in the wall.

It was a bit difficult.

Natsume-san couldn’t help but pick up her phone and searched the process of building a house with Senior Misaka.

On the other side, Haruee Erii carefully held the cake box, looking at the people around her who suddenly became serious with a bit of confusion.

“These tools were borrowed from a senior who went to architecture university with great difficulty, and thanks to his relationship, all the materials are greatly discounted.”

Wearing a paper cap on her head and holding a large shovel as tall as a person, Senior Konori Mii clenched her empty fist, looking very confident.

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