Changpantai dormitory, five o'clock in the morning.

"Ah, sister~~~~" Kuroko, who got up at Mikoto's bed, looked at Mikoto in her sleep with a happy face. Judging from her kneeling posture, she must have been kneeling here for a long time. It seems that the incident of being kicked by Mikoto in the face with disgust not long ago did not affect her feelings for Mikoto at all.

Who is Kuroko Shirai? That's a person who is a pervert who is pronounced as a writer. How could he be defeated by such a small setback?

If what happened every day in Mikoto's dormitory can be made public, her name can be written in the school history of Tokupan Taichung School - the name of "the only person in history who has sexually harassed a superpower of level 5 level per day and survived for the longest time".

"Sure enough, my sister looks so beautiful when she falls asleep!" Kuroko looked at Mikoto on the bed with a crazy look on her face. "I wonder if my sister's slightly frowning eyebrows are frowning because she misses Kuroko?"

Mikoto on the bed frowned slightly at this time, of course not because she missed Kuroko, but because this dream of cheating was becoming more and more outrageous.

Mikoto is now extremely sure that this Indian poker was definitely given to Fufeng Runko, who kindly gave this card to Mikoto. I guess Fanfeng has never used this card himself.

However, this is an extremely wonderful dream for the people of the Bee Eater, but it is no less than torture for Mikoto.

From just now to now, Mikoto has completed the series of operations of pinching shoulders, shining shoes, and even applying sunscreen oil to the bee-eating body. Mikoto's mentality has exploded to the extreme, especially when applying sunscreen oil to the bee-eating body, Mikoto wishes to hang up the bee-eating lazily lying in front of her and beat her hard, so that she knows what shame play is.

At this time, Mikoto was carrying a teapot, thinking invisibly, pressing down the corner of her mouth from time to time, trying to keep herself calm, otherwise she might always hit the teapot in her hand on the bee-footing head behind her.

Now Shibee arranges her to pour tea.

"Why do I have to do this kind of thing..." Mikoto was so upset that she muttered in her heart, "Does this guy live like this usually when he is on Toshipantai?"

Just as she was thinking about this, the handle of the teapot in Mikoto's hands suddenly fell off. Before Mikoto could react, the teapot fell heavily on the tea table, and the tea inside suddenly sprinkled out.

"Ahhhhh, what's wrong?" The huge collision sound made the Bee behind him turn his head and look at Mikoto with her head tilted, "Has it knocked over?"

"No, the handrail of the teapot fell off by itself..." Mikoto explained subconsciously, then she wanted to cover her face.

Ahhhhh Misaka Mikoto, what are you doing! Why do you need to explain it?

"Rare~ Lose~ Ghost~☆" Unexpectedly, Mike turned her head and smiled mischievously at Mikoto, gently stretched out her fingers and lit it on Mikoto's forehead. She looked at Mikoto with a smile. Her flowery smile made Mikoto stunned for a moment.

Mikoto suddenly realized that if Mai Feng’s move was not used by herself, if she looked at it carefully, she would feel so flirtatious!

For such a short moment, Mikoto's heart moved slightly.

She had to admit that at this moment, she was attracted by this "mortal enemy".

However, it was only this moment.

"But your service ability is pretty good..." Shibee tilted her head and looked at Mikoto with interest, "So what..."

"Damn the service ability!" Mikoto's eyes were on fire and she stared at Shibee tightly. The inexplicable feeling in her heart was instantly thrown out of the sky by her. Now she was so angry that she wanted to beat Shibee hard.

"I decided!" Shibui looked at Mikoto happily with a bright smile on her face, "I will give you..."

"The right to follow me for a lifetime!?"

With a crisp sound, Mikoto cut off the handle of the teacup in her hand.

In reality.

"If it's normal, you should have a passionate kiss to awaken the sleeping beauty!" Kuroko looked at Mikoto devoutly with a fanatical smile on her face, "But my sister is so shy, she will definitely shock Kuroko to cover up her shyness, right?"

"I'm very sorry, my sister!" Kuroko's actions at this time were like a believer who prayed to God. "Kuroko, who had just been immersed in the desire for flesh, had a wrong idea before. Kuroko's love for his sister would never be so superficial!"

"To prove how sincere Kuroko's love is," Kuroko clasped her hands together, and a hint of fanatic expression appeared on her face. "Let Kuroko use sincerity to reassure her sister!"

"Kuroko will dedicate all her body and mind to her sister!" Kuroko turned around suddenly and opened her arms to Mikoto, but strangely, her legs were still kneeling on the ground.

Just as Kuroko was planning to move into Mikoto's bed in a space, Mikoto on the bed suddenly opened her eyes!

"I want it!" Mikoto shouted and suddenly sat up from the bed. Her tone was as angry as it was about to burn the whole house, and even the dust on the roof was shaken down.

"Huh... I finally woke up." Mikoto looked at the ceiling above her head and then took a deep breath. "I feel even more tired after waking up. This feeling is really..."

"This thing... should be given to Fanfeng." Looking at the Indian poker at the head of his bed, Mikoto smiled bitterly and picked it up casually. "At least this kind of poker... is really unbearable."

"Huh?" At this moment, Mikoto noticed that the redoko, who was kneeling beside her bed, was already in a petrified state. At this time, the latter was gray-white, and the expression on her face revealed a deep sense of despair.

“……Shusky?”

At the same time, in the room of a high school dormitory, Tuyumen.

"Ah! Don't... stop hitting, Qing... I was wrong in Qing Palace! Damn, stop hitting, ah!" Accompanied by the howling of ghosts and wolves, the dull sound of the fist hitting the flesh sounded particularly creepy in the morning air,

"Where did you sell this thing?" In the room, Qinggong looked at Tuyumen who was shivering in a quilt wrapped in a bed with a bad tone. His face was not very good. The experience of this night would never be wonderful in retrospect.

The moment I saw my father turn his head and turn into Tuyumen's face, the extent of Qing Palace's mentality collapse can be imagined.

"I..." Tuyumen was also amused and crying, "I didn't know that you would buy that thing. This... I can't blame me for saying it."

After knowing that Qinggong actually came to "repay" himself because he bought the Indian poker he made and had a nightmare, Tu Yumen was speechless while feeling guilty. He knew what dream he had made, but what is the probability of unlucky that Qinggong could buy it?

"You're so embarrassed to say it." Qinggong snorted coldly, and the annoyance in his heart slowly faded a little. "If Wuxia knew that you had that kind of thoughts about her, let's see how she dealt with you!"

"I don't think there will be anything." Unexpectedly, Tuyumen actually smiled, "She shouldn't be very opposed..."

"...Shut up, pervert!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!