A Scientific Urban Detective

“It's nothing,” Misaka Mikoto waved her hand. “This is also to repay Senior Anonymous for guiding me with my special move.”

“Special move?” Lin Wuming was taken aback. “Oh, you mean that…”

Misaka Mikoto's eyes lit up, and she said with great interest: “That's right, 'Railgun'! That move is indeed very suitable for me! It's as if it's destined, and it's especially easy to use!”

As the girl spoke, she excitedly took out a coin, pretending to flick it; fortunately, Misaka Mikoto was not so impulsive as to launch a 'Railgun' in the reception room.

—That's because it suits you, this is your 'main body'.

Lin Wuming silently complained in his heart.

Due to a strange twist of fate, Misaka Mikoto seemed to think that Lin Wuming's 'telekinesis-accelerated cannon' had inspired her, and that was why she finally created the 'Railgun' move.

So she regarded Lin Wuming as half a teacher, and this visit was also for the purpose of 'reporting on her learning progress'.

“By the way, Senior Anonymous, my Railgun is getting more and more proficient,” Misaka Mikoto said rather proudly. “I've been practicing a lot recently. Although the range is still far inferior to Senior's telekinesis-accelerated cannon, the power should not be weaker than yours.”

“That's normal,” Lin Wuming said. “After all, you are a level 5.”

—And you are the original.

“But conversely, Senior Anonymous, you are only level 3, but you can unleash such a powerful special move. Isn't that even more amazing?” Misaka Mikoto praised sincerely.

“However, the material of the arcade coins doesn't seem to be able to support my Railgun to exert greater power.” Misaka Mikoto added, “But the current power should be enough.”

“You're right,” Lin Wuming nodded. “Now our attack power is actually already excessive, there is no need to continue pursuing increased attack power.”

—Anyway, no matter how much you increase the power, you can't break through Accelerator's 'vector manipulation'.

Lin Wuming complained in his heart while speaking… Fortunately, Misaka Mikoto couldn't read minds, otherwise his image as a 'teacher' in her mind would probably be greatly reduced, right?

In addition to the trouble with power, Misaka Mikoto had another more realistic trouble: “Hey, although my proficiency has increased, I've been chased by security guards and Judgment members a lot recently, which is really a headache.”

Although Misaka Mikoto would choose open and uninhabited places to experiment with her special moves, they were ultimately public places. Therefore, her actions were equivalent to experimenting with high-powered lethal weapons in public places. Honestly, being only driven away by law enforcement officers instead of being wanted and arrested was already giving her face as a level 5.

“You… occasionally change to another place to practice.” Lin Wuming complained, “Even I have heard that you practice by the same park lake every time. It's almost becoming a new urban legend.”

“Huh? Isn't that Senior Anonymous's exclusive practice place?” Misaka Mikoto asked in surprise. “That's why I specifically chose to practice there.”

“…” Lin Wuming was speechless again. “Okay, my bad.”

“So I misunderstood?” Misaka Mikoto also scratched her head. “Okay, I'll pay attention.”

Seeing that what she wanted to say was almost done, Misaka Mikoto picked up her schoolbag and prepared to say goodbye—she had come specifically to visit after school today.

Seeing the Gekota keychain hanging on Misaka Mikoto's schoolbag, Lin Wuming suddenly remembered something important.

“Misaka-san, please wait a moment!” Lin Wuming quickly called out to her. “Wait for me a few minutes!”

With that, he hurriedly drove his wheelchair out of the reception room and returned to his room.

Looking at the Gekota series merchandise that had accumulated on half a wall, Lin Wuming quickly picked out two limited edition Gekota figures.

These two products were sold at anime convention events outside of Academy City. At that time, Yomikawa Aiho specially asked colleagues who were out on cooperative missions to bring them back.

Compared to other merchandise, this type that is only sold 'outside of Academy City' would probably be difficult for Misaka Mikoto to collect, right?

“Oh my gosh! Aren't these the 'stage play' series of Gekota and Jita that are only sold in limited quantities at the Tokyo Dome venue?!”

As expected, the moment she saw the two figures Lin Wuming brought back, Misaka Mikoto's eyes almost lit up.

Without caring about anything else, the brown-haired girl almost pounced in front of Lin Wuming's wheelchair, carefully admiring the two figures up close.

“How did Senior Anonymous get them?”

“Teacher Yomikawa…” Lin Wuming explained, “You know, the Anti-Skill occasionally assists Tokyo City outside, with cooperation and exchanges and such. There were Anti-Skill teachers on duty at the event venue at that time, so they brought them back on the way.”

“So Senior Anonymous also likes Gekota?” Misaka Mikoto's eyes sparkled. “I didn't expect Senior Anonymous to have such good taste!”

“Cough…” Lin Wuming coughed dryly. “What I wanted to say was, thank you for coming to see me today—and these strawberry cakes, so as a return gift…”

Bilibili…

Misaka Mikoto excitedly emitted electric sparks, and couldn't wait to hug the two figures. “Really? These are very precious collectibles, right?”

“…Not that precious,” Lin Wuming shook his head. “It's fine as long as you like them.”

“I like them, I like them very much!” Seeming to recognize Lin Wuming as a fellow enthusiast, Misaka Mikoto did not hide her love for Gekota. She bowed deeply with gratitude. “Really, thank you very much! Senior Anonymous!”

…

“The goal has finally been achieved. Misaka-san's favorability must have exploded, right?” Shokuhou Misaki rolled her eyes and said, “Speaking of which, the things that Senior Anonymous worked so hard to collect for so long have finally come in handy?”

Lin Wuming, however, had a subtle expression on his face and said, “It feels like… it seems a bit redundant. Speaking of which, Misaka Mikoto's favorability towards me is already not low, right? She even regards me as half a teacher.”

“How cunning, using the advantage of knowing the plot to deceive Misaka-san.”

“It can't be considered deception…” Lin Wuming said helplessly.

Because she knew the original plot, Shokuhou Misaki seemed to have preemptively entered the role of the original character, becoming filled with a certain hostility towards Misaka Mikoto.

“Well, anyway, Misaka-san is an idiot, so it's okay to deceive her, it doesn't matter.” Shokuhou Misaki said, “Hmm, but this cake is really delicious.”

At this time, Shokuhou Misaki was eating strawberry cake in Yomikawa Aiho's apartment, which Misaka Mikoto had brought with her today.

“Don't eat it all, leave some for Tsubehane.” Lin Wuming said.

“Don't worry,” Shokuhou Misaki rolled her eyes. “Her appetite isn't that big, she's not like Tsubehane, that martial arts faction girl…”

“And~” Shokuhou Misaki turned to look at the refrigerator in the kitchen. “I didn't come empty-handed either. Didn't I bring a lot of fresh steak? Compared to cake, Tsubehane should prefer meat, right?”