"So that's it...this is the case." In a student dormitory in the Seventh School District, Chuharu put down the flour bag in her hand with a clear look on her face, "It turns out that Misaka Senior Sister..."

"Yes." The girl with long black combed smiled, "She said it would be very troublesome to attract attention in the dormitory kitchen, so she came to me to borrow the oven. She was so busy at that time."

"No wonder this place turns out like this..." Kuraku nodded subconsciously, then looked at the girl with a excited look on her face, "Then, has Senior Misaka ever said that she made the cookies for whom? It feels so surprising to do this kind of thing herself!"

"I didn't say this." Sato smiled, "However, it seems that Senior Misaka has regained his vitality, this is a good thing!"

"Yes." Chuchun nodded, "Senior Misaka seemed to have had some worries a few days ago. He couldn't meet for several days, and the senior Qing Palace had several... " Suddenly, Chuchun raised his head suddenly and looked at Zuotian with shock, "It shouldn't be!"

"What should I do?" Chuchun's sudden movement scared Zuo Tian, ​​and the cleaning cloth in his hand fell into the water. "Chuchun, you scared me!"

"No!" Chukra was still shocked, "Senior Misaka's biscuits are given to Senior Qinggong!"

"This is something." Zuotian breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the cleaning cloth from the water again. "It's nothing..."

Actually, I've complained about what you said long ago. Satoshi twitched slightly, but when he thought of Mikoto's shameful expression at that time, Satoshi couldn't help but laugh.

This is too obvious, okay?

However, Sato raised his head and blinked his eyes. Why did Senior Misaka give her cookies to her senior?

......

Hospital.

"Yeah, not bad." The soul chased the soul of the underworld looked at Qing Palace and nodded slightly, "The recovery is pretty good, it didn't take my efforts in vain."

"Uncle, you must be a god." Qing Gong looked at the old man with a frog face in front of him with a smile, "This level of injury has recovered in less than four days."

"See if you dare to commit suicide like this next time." The Soul Chasing of the Underworld snorted lightly, then shook his head, "There is no problem with your body, but your ability recovery is not something I can do now. It depends on how much your recovery ability is."

"No problem, no problem." Qing Gong waved his hand comfortably, "It's a small matter, I'm the level of the school city. 5. No one can do anything to me!"

"That wasn't what you said when you were sent here half-deadly three days ago." The Soul Chasing of the Underworld shook his head, "Anyway, be careful. If someone knows that your ability has dropped significantly now, it will probably be very dangerous."

"Don't worry." Qing Gong stood up and stretched, turned around and walked out the door. As soon as he turned around, he stopped.

"Thank you, uncle." Qinggong's voice was very plain, but the emotions contained in it were clearly visible. "If it weren't for the uncle, this time..."

"Nothing." The soul chased the soul of the underworld shook his head, "Treatment of patients is the doctor's responsibility, and this little thing... is nothing."

After hearing this, Qing Gong raised a little curve on the corner of his mouth, pushed open the door and walked out.

"This brat..." Looking at the back of Qing Palace, the soul-chasing soul in the underworld couldn't help but smile, but a hint of relief flashed in his eyes. It was a sense of relief to watch the younger generation grow up slowly.

Qing Palace...

The child you raised has finally grown into what you want to see.

Your spirit in heaven can also rest in peace.

......

Walking out of the hospital and feeling the familiar sunshine, Qinggong couldn't help but moan comfortably.

He did not use his ability to lower the temperature to the air-conditioned room, but instead bathed in the sun, feeling the temperature of the sun, making him feel particularly comfortable.

Since he turned into the sun last time, Qing Palace has vaguely gained a new understanding of his abilities. It seems that his personal reality has improved a little bit. He has a vague premonition that after his ability is restored this time, he seems to be able to go further. Although he is still out of reach of the legendary level                                                                                                                                                                                                                        �

Feeling the warmth of the sun, Qing Palace seemed to feel that his abilities had recovered a little. Although this was probably his illusion, it still did not affect Qing Palace's enjoying the rare sunshine.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, looked at the figure of tea hair in front of him, and was slightly stunned.

Mikoto?

What was she doing here? Qinggong looked at Mikoto standing on an overpass not far from the hospital with some amusement, and with a thought, he went up to meet her.

When he got closer, Mikoto not only muttered as if she was saying something, but she couldn't help but wave her fist in her hand. This made Qing Gong's mouth slightly twitch and seemed to remember something.

"Uh...why are you doing here?" Looking at Mikoto, who was waving her fists in the air, Qinggong asked with a smile in her smile.

"Ah!" Mikoto didn't expect that the Qing Palace suddenly appeared here, and a fist froze immediately, and her pretty face became hot instantly.

She held a paper bag in her hand. Although she subconsciously hid it behind her when she saw the Qing Palace, the sharp-eyed Qing Palace still saw it, and the Qing Palace immediately laughed.

"You really made cookies?" Qinggong looked at Mikoto with a funny look, but his heart was slightly moved, but he pretended to be frivolous and teased Mikoto, "Can you really eat it? There is no such thing as treating salt as sugar?"

"No!" Mikoto whined and threw the biscuits to Qinggong. Then she covered her face and said in a muffled voice, "This is a thank you! Just a thank you!"

"Okay, just thank you." Qinggong chuckled, took the paper bag, then slowly stepped forward, gently stroked Mikoto's head, "Idiot..."

What I want is not actually a cookie, it is your intention.

I will taste your feelings well.

"Everyone said it was just a thank you..." After a while, Mikoto put down her hand covering her face, and her face was still blushing, but when she looked back, she was stunned.

The boy disappeared.

"Are you leaving?" Mikoto looked behind her with a loss and sighed slightly.

"Sister Sister!" At this moment, a girl's voice suddenly came, and then Kuroko's figure appeared beside Mikoto, "It's a big deal, sir...oh!" After she saw Mikoto blushing, Kuroko suddenly widened her eyes, "Sister Sister, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Are you injured? Why is your face so red! You shouldn't have a fever!"

"No." Mikoto, who was amused and crying, pinched Kuroko's face, but after seeing the latter's expression of pleasure, she could only helplessly put down her hand, "What's wrong?"

"Uh... Lord the Housekeeper found that you stayed outside for many days..." Kuroko's mouth twitched, as if she didn't want Miko to let go, "So she wanted you to give her a reasonable explanation..."

"Ah, that's it." Mikoto turned her back to the other side of the bridge, "Oh no, it seems like she's going back to find a reasonable reason. Thank you, Kuroko. But how do you know I'm here?"

"Where there is a place where there is a sister, there is a redzi." Heizi smiled slightly, and then said worriedly, "But, sister, are you really okay?"

"Of course it's okay." Mikoto looked at Kuroko in front of her, and couldn't help but curl up a curve. She gently stretched out a finger and pointed it on Kuroko's forehead. "How could I have something to do?"

The sun above my head is very cool.

"Hey, let's go." Mikoto turned around and walked towards the other side of the bridge, "Hurry up, Kuroko, or you'll throw you away!"

"Um..." Kuroko looked at Mikoto's back in confusion and tilted her head.

My sister's face is a look that she has never seen before...

However, Kuroko smiled slightly. Since my sister has recovered her spirits, it doesn’t matter.

"Wait for me, sir!"

The breeze blew across the overpass, and the girls' voices gradually faded away. As the breeze blew, the figure of the boy sitting on the overpass railing slowly appeared.

The boy with brown slender glasses smiled slightly and took out a rough-shaped biscuit from an ordinary paper bag. Just looking at the appearance, it was probably a work that the apprentice of the dim sum shop used to fail to practice, or a gift for the store promotion.

Staring at the slightly irregular shape of the biscuit, Qing Gong smiled faintly, and then slowly put the biscuits into his mouth.

“Um… delicious.”

Go out for dinner tonight, and send the updates in advance.

(End of this chapter)
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