The Divine Power of Comprehensive Comics

She didn't know what she was expecting.

Perhaps you are expecting the other party to win in this situation?

Mikoto's thoughts went blank for a moment.

"Ah, it's so annoying, why do I have to think about him all the time!!"

As soon as these words came out, the girl felt that the taste became more and more strange, and her pretty face couldn't help but blush.

She picked up the fan that was originally placed under her buttocks and waved it towards her face to blow air.

It's so lucky that the students from the same school didn't see her current expression.

She quietly turned her head to the side.

result.

There was a silver-haired and blue-eyed nun prostrate on the ground.

"Huh? You're not that one..."

Mikoto's shoulders moved.

This was indeed the girl who was with that guy on the day of the opening ceremony.

The name seems to be Index. Is it a nickname? It's hard to imagine someone with a real name like that.

Why is she here? Mikoto felt a little doubtful, but she immediately thought that the other party was also here to cheer.

The girl made a fist with her right hand and grabbed the chopsticks, placing an empty lunch box nearby.

It seems to be the student lunch box sold by Tsuchimikado Maisha.

The girl lying on the ground said in a slow voice.

"I...I'm so hungry..."

"Didn't you just finish your bento!?"

Mikoto shouted subconsciously.

Suddenly, she realized that the girl might not be hungry.

In this scorching summer, it is extremely easy to get heat stroke if you don't stay in the shade.

So, Mikoto handed her the drink in her hand, and Index took the drink without any courtesy and drank it.

Chapter 159 Who are you? (1/4)

When Index finished thanking Mikoto, the bottle was completely empty, and she immediately returned to her listless appearance.

Only then did Mikoto realize that she was not suffering from heat stroke, but that she was really hungry.

"...It might be a bit reluctant to just...just rely on drinks to fill your stomach..."

"Are you really just hungry...?"

Mikoto put her hand on her forehead and sighed.

From the gap between the belly of the girl lying on the ground and the ground, a calico cat appeared, looking around. After spotting Mikoto, it seemed to instinctively move away from her.

The name of Mikoto's ability is Railgun, which means she uses super powerful electricity.

Even if she doesn't move normally, there will still be a weak magnetic field around her, so animals don't like to get close to her.

She looked at the weak white nun and said.

"Hey, did you meet that guy today? Did you find anything weird about him?"

"Hmm... that guy? Ah, you mean Xia Qing? He is no different from usual today."

Have you two always been together? ?

Mikoto couldn't help but want to ask her this, but she was concerned about etiquette and endured it.

If that guy is no different than usual, he shouldn't care too much about winning or losing the game.

"So, our school should still win..."

After Mikoto thought for a moment, she suddenly shook her head vigorously.

She found that a person's face began to appear in her mind again, as if it was engraved in her mind forever. No matter how she tried to avoid it, she couldn't get rid of it.

"Hey, short hair."

"Are you really a person? That's what you call someone who gives you a drink?"

"That……"

Index was silent for a moment, then reorganized her words.

"Hey, short hair with a big belly."

"Any girl who hears this kind of name will be unhappy!!"

Mikoto suddenly said with an unhappy look on her face.

But the nun asked indifferently.

"What's short hair doing here?"

"What? Do...what? I didn't..."

"Come and cheer for Xia Qing?"

"Wha...what!? How could I come to cheer for that guy?! What are you talking about? Why should I cheer for him?!"

The white girl stopped pursuing it.

Mikoto picked up a fan and fanned her face hard.

At this time, the signal for the players to enter the field came from the school broadcast.

The hoarse voice coming from the announcer indicated that the contestants were first-year high school students.

Although there were TV cameras coming to interview, it was basically a school sports day.

The introduction and commentary for the TV broadcast were held in another studio, and there was not much difference from the outside.