Temperature Control 312

Temperatur Control 312

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Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction

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Chapter 312

Parents and Dormitory Supervisors

Tokiwadai Middle SchoolDistrict 7Student dormitory.

Unlike the School Garden, which is strictly guarded and does not allow visitors, the Student dormitory is actually open to outsiders, but outsiders can usually only use part of the hall area of ​​the Student dormitory.

In a corner of the hall, there is a video phone for people to contact students in the Student dormitory. The couriers who deliver goods on weekdays also use this to talk to students in the room.

Once you get the pass from the internal students, or are brought in directly by the internal students, the restriction of not being allowed to enter will no longer exist.

Of course, the internal students will naturally be responsible for this, and the ubiquitous Security Robot and security system will faithfully record everything.

If you are unlucky and meet a Dorm Supervisor, you may need to fill out a lot of access documents.

However, this is somewhat different from the situation encountered by Senior Misaka and her friends. As one of the student representatives, Misaka Mikoto, It seems that she is facing the tragic fate of being called in by her parents.

Time goes by, and the time when A Certain Scientific Railgun was caught for hiding contraband is still vivid in her mind. The experience of not returning home at night and destroying public property many times made the Dorm Supervisor make a painful decision.

This made a certain girl with a bun feel sympathetic, because her situation was only slightly less serious than Senior Misaka.

Fortunately, she has always listened to the Dorm Supervisor. When she jumped out of the window in the middle of the night, she would wait until the Dorm Supervisor finished checking the room.

To be honest, Senior Misaka’s mother is really a beauty. She looks like a college student in her early twenties, with fair and shiny skin.

If you look closely, she looks like a larger version of Senior Misaka.

Well, in all aspects.

In Natsume-san’s sight, the mature version of Senior Misaka seemed to be staring at her daughter with red cheeks beside her with interest.

This parent has just arrived at Academy City, not only can he enter Tokiwadai (Tokiwadai Middle School) Student dormitory, and the most mysterious Dorm Supervisor’s office, this is something she didn’t expect.

“I was originally planning to come tomorrow.”

“But I suddenly received a call from your student dormitory teacher a few days ago, so I decided to leave early. Speaking of which, Mikoto, you are not a good boy in school.”

Wearing a light gray long-sleeved shirt, dark black trousers made of thin fabric, and a pair of comfortable flat shoes.

These clothes look ordinary, but you can tell at a glance which high-end brand she are from. Anyway, Natsume-san definitely doesn’t recognize her.

With her family’s neat short hair and facial features that are very similar to A Certain Scientific Railgun, this active over-age college student named Misaka Meiling lowered her lips with her fingers and smiled thoughtfully.

Although it is a bit late for her to return to college at this age, it is never too late to learn. She is looking forward to learning knowledge from college.

“Really, don’t take this kind of thing too seriously.” Misaka Mikoto said a little angrily.

A certain Hunter Archer’s face showed a trace of dissatisfaction at the right time.

Originally, he planned to take this troublesome woman to find a hotel to rest, but she came straight to his student dormitory as soon as he opened his mouth. It was indeed premeditated.

Senior Misaka seriously suspected that this unreliable mother came to see her laugh.

“Don’t worry, Mikoto. This is the first time I have encountered such a thing as asking parents. In fact, I am quite looking forward to it. I will definitely not be angry.”

As if she was not aware of her daughter’s worries at all, Miss Misaka Meiling tried to put on an adult look, and there was a hint of eagerness on her face.

“This is not something to be happy about at all, and don’t say anything weird to the warden.”

Senior Misaka replied weakly, and her hair stood up a little.

She knew about the unreliability of her mother a long time ago, but there was nothing she could do about it.

“Of course I know this, after all, Mikoto is a big kid now.”

Nodding seriously, Misaka Meiling patted her collarbone and said as if to promise.

“Senior Misaka is really pitiful.”

Natsume Enako had walked into the hall of the Student dormitory without knowing when, and was a little speechless looking at the two people arguing at the door.

Silently bypassing Senior Misaka and the others, she avoided putting Miss A Certain Scientific Railgun in a more embarrassing situation.

But when she was about to swipe the card to enter, a surprised voice came from behind Natsume-san.

“You must be Enako.”

Misaka Meiling’s attention seemed to be attracted, blinking her eyes curiously and staring at a bun-head.

“Hey.”

“Auntie, do you know me?” Natsume-san was stunned for a while, then turned back curiously.

“Although I am indeed your age, it still sounds a bit disappointing.”

“Thirty-year-olds should not pretend to be young.”

Senior Misaka couldn’t help but touch her forehead, and the skin on her face suddenly became rosy.

So embarrassing, and it was in front of his schoolmate.

What Natsume-san was worried about immediately came true.

“Although it was the first time we met, I met your mother on the way to Academy City.”

“And we talked for a long time, so naturally I knew you, Enako, you are from Tokiwadai (Tokiwadai Middle School) like Xiao Miqin.”

After thinking for a while, Misaka Meiling answered.

“Speaking of which, you and your mother really look alike.”

Speaking of this, Misaka Meiling walked around a certain bun-haired girl for a few circles, and then said with certainty.

“But she doesn’t seem to be very good at driving, and I left her behind in a flash.”

A happy look immediately appeared on her face. Misaka Meiling seemed to be particularly interested in racing.

“Eh.”

Natsume-san tilted her head, and her mind was a little confused.

Immediately, he thought of a certain female driver who was frantically stepping on the accelerator while holding the steering wheel at a loss.

But when did his mother learn to drive?

And forget about driving. It’s so late now. She don’t think she will miss the closing time of the last station.

Well, even if she can’t make it, it doesn’t matter. Natsume-san can just fly to pick her up, and the same goes for the procedures the next day.

Natsume-san has been out all night many times, and then re-issued the certificate, she is completely familiar with this kind of thing.

Put aside Natsume-san’s glorious history, good kids should never imitate it.

The footsteps of the Dorm Supervisor came a little late, and he looked at a bun-head who was immersed in inexplicable joy with a strange look.

Under the worried gaze of Senior Misaka, the two older High School Students quickly found common ground, and the atmosphere became lively all of a sudden.

“Nice to meet you, are you Misaka’s sister?”

“Many people say so, but I’m actually her mother.”

“Is it true? Do you have any useful maintenance secrets?”

This is a rare curiosity of the fierce Dorm Supervisor.

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