"The first place is Mikoto Misaka from Tokupantai!"

After the finish line, listening to the broadcast in his ears and the cheers of countless people, the brown-haired girl stopped with satisfaction and subconsciously let go of her hand. With a slightly familiar sound, the girl realized in surprise that she had been carrying a person in her hand.

It was not until five minutes later that the dizzy Qing Palace got up from the ground.

"Travel with things..." Qing Gong sat on the lawn at the end, looking at the sky with his eyes blankly, constantly rolling on the airship that was reporting the champion, and golden light appeared in front of him.

Just a few minutes ago, Mikoto took him with him, no, he should have asked him to run wildly from the seventh school district, and circled around the seventh, eighth and nineth school districts at an extremely fast speed. Qinggong's feet almost touched the ground. In this emergency, Qinggong could only try his best to wrap his "absolute field" around him, so that he would become gentler so that he would not be dragged to death by Mikoto.

The so-called "traveling" is to start from the arena, then find the specified items and then return to the original arena, which basically directly complicates the marathon. Unlike ordinary marathons, there is no fixed route for the game. Participants must build the shortest route in their minds and then reach the destination through their own way. However, this is not the most difficult thing. "traveling" is generally known for the difficulty of finding items, and students are often eliminated because they cannot find the items they need.

"Yes." Mikoto smiled, holding a cup of Coke, and also sat next to Qinggong. "The high school students who competed in the first event are the 'items' we want to borrow, so you can count it."

"Aren't there many people who meet this project..." Qing Gong rolled his eyes and said a little unhappy, "Why do you want to pull me specifically? Moreover, this 'object' makes me feel very unhappy."

"I went back to the stadium to look for you." Mikoto curled her lips and took a sip of Coke. "You should feel proud."

"That's the genius who is proud of this kind of thing, hey!" Qing Gong was furious, "I'm not a thing! No, I'm a thing, uh, cough cough..." The last few words were not known because of the slightest or the rush, Qing Gong coughed violently.

"Okay, I understand!" Mikoto held back her laughter and handed the coke in her hand to Qinggong, "I know you are a thing... emmm isn't?"

"You're enough!" Qing Gong took a sip of Coke, then he breathed and looked at Mikoto viciously, "If I participate in the game race tomorrow, I will definitely drag you over as a competition condition!"

"Whatever you want!" Mikoto looked at Qinggong with a clever smile, "But the premise is to meet the requirements!"

"..." Qing Gong rolled his eyes and took another sip of Coke.

Looking at the Qinggong who was taking coke madly, Mikoto suddenly became stunned, and then her face suddenly turned red.

This... this coke, not... not myself...

Have you just drank it??!

I?

he?

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The most important thing is!

He actually drank it! He drank it!

This, this, this, this, this... Mikoto's face was flushed and her heart was pounding. Is this considered...indirect kissing?

"Hmm?" Qing Gong looked up by chance and saw Mikoto's red face as if it was roasted by fire. He asked with a little curiosity, "What's wrong? Is it too hot?" After saying that, he opened his own field casually and released a cool and comfortable feeling.

However, in this cool environment, Mikoto's face turned redder.

Because, she suddenly realized that since she won the championship in the competition, every move she had been broadcast by at least three cameras - live!

For a moment, Mikoto was extremely confused, but she had not left yet and was still sitting next to the Qing Palace. Their movements were the same as before, with no difference.

Qinggong suddenly realized that he still drank the coke in his hand and looked at Mikoto strangely from time to time.

......Although I don't know why, I feel like something happened that I don't know!

Meanwhile, on the streets of the Seventh School District.

Chuchun, wearing various flower decorations on her head, smiled and pushed a wheelchair across the street. In the wheelchair was a girl wearing a school uniform with long tea-red hair and paired ponytails. At this moment, the girl was lowering her eyes, trying to suppress her eyes rolling out of the sky.

"By the way, early spring, why did you push me out in such a hot day??"

"When I think of how we are working hard outside in such hot weather, and Shirai is resting alone in the air-conditioned room of the hospital, I feel very sad." Chukra's kind smile made people look like a pure girl like a little flower, "so I want you to help."

"I really thank you for your perfect friendship." Kuroko's eyes could no longer contain her after hearing such blunt words from Kuroku. "When my injury is healed, let me use space to move your clothes to deal with you, so that they suddenly disappear on the street?"

"Then there is no need." Chuchun shivered when she heard this, as if she was thinking of the shameful scene of standing alone on the street, which made her decisively choose to shut up.

Kuroko nodded with satisfaction. Her injuries were almost healed. Wheelchairs and other things are no longer a necessity for her now. However, because of a rigorous doctor, she had to continue to choose to recuperate, so she did not hate the semi-forced invitation of Chuchun. However, if this is known by the white-faced and black-hearted girl who is pushing the wheelchair, she will definitely lose face. So she will never let Chuchun know this.

"Is there anything wrong?" Heizi asked faintly with his thoughts buried in his heart.

"Nothing happened." When it comes to serious matters, Chukra became serious. "Except for a few people who pretended to be buying takoyaki and wanted to analyze the DNA map through students' saliva, there was nothing else."

"Uh..." Kuroko raised her eyebrows, "That's really much more peaceful than last year. What about the others?"

"Others..." Chuchun was about to speak, but suddenly, her eyes were attracted by the big screen rolling on the street.

"Mikoto Misaka, who won the first place, did not lower her head and breathe after reaching the finish line, but showed a joyful expression to everyone..."

"Sister~~~~~~" Seeing this scene, Kuangzi turned pink, and even looked like a little star in his eyes.

Only Chuchun's face was strange. She knew that when Kuroko looked like this, what would happen next would usually slap her in the face...

really......

"... At the same time, my concern for the young man who was accompanying the competition also left a good impression on everyone. It seems that this young man has a very special meaning to her!"

The announcer made a rare joke, but Kuroko's face turned black, especially when she saw the familiar face of the "boy who ran with her" and the scene of the two sitting together, her eyes even more of a substance like flame!

"...Destroy him!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!