Matsuda Aoba's iceberg image finally changed, and there was surprise in her plain eyes, "Did you originally plan to go by yourself?"

"hehe."

Junichi Sanada smiled and continued to read his menu.

"wack."

After giving such an evaluation, Matsuda Aoba turned his eyes back to the book page, but did not stop talking, "Do you really think that [the unreal world] can be solved by one person? She is an Anbu killer. Compared with school,

Students who are busy developing their abilities, you have no advantage in any aspect, or do you plan to mobilize the power of the discipline committee to surround them?"

"Before asking questions, shouldn't you be more enthusiastic towards your seniors?"

"Sorry, passion does not exist in my life creed."

"If I guessed correctly, Shokuhou Misaki must have said something. If the guy who can discharge electricity is willing to ask you to help him with a correct attitude, I don't deny that she is a good person, but she has a good impression of my character.

It’s too superficial.”

At this time, the waiter knocked on the door and came in. He pushed the dining cart and put the dishes ordered by the two people on the table one by one. He said the standard ending of "please take your time" and then exited the room and closed the door.

He slowly cut the steak on the plate with a fork and knife. Since Junichi Sanada didn't eat Western food very often, his movements were always a little jerky and laborious.

"As you said, [Illusion World] is a killer who comes from ANBU, and he will never be merciful towards his enemies. So the rash action of the discipline committee member with a rigid and naive style will definitely lead to heavy casualties.

I don’t agree with the fools who live in shonen comics, but it’s not my style to just sit back and watch them die.”

He put a square piece of beef in his fork and chewed it in his mouth. The rich aroma of the meat immediately overflowed, making him squint his eyes in satisfaction.

"So, I can only do this."

"What is this? Personal heroism?" Matsuda Aoba was also handling the steak in front of her, but her movements were obviously much more proficient, and the eldest lady-like education at Tokiwadai also gave her movements an aristocratic look.

grace.

Matsuda Aoba couldn't understand this man's thoughts. As a member of the Discipline Committee, he showed contempt for the style of the Discipline Committee, but he didn't want the sacrifice of the hot-blooded idiots to be in vain. Who is he?

"No, I just want to solve the problem."

Sanada Junichi swallowed the beef and cut the second piece with his knife, "This bastard looking for trouble disrupted my friend's vacation time, so I really can't stand her misbehavior."

"Misaka Mikoto?"

Unexpectedly, Matsuda Aoba suddenly said Misaka Mikoto's name.

"Cough cough cough..."

Caught off guard, the frightened Junichi Sanada almost choked. He quickly picked up the water glass next to him and took a sip to calm down his shock.

"Why are you talking about her?" Junichi Sanada, who was still holding a water glass, was a little out of sorts and a little excited.

"Ah? Don't you know? When we went to visit the doctor, Her Majesty the Queen said that the relationship between the two of you is unusual and there is a 100% possibility that they are dating."

Shokuhou prays!

Junichi Sanada, who is full of pills, wants to stab her to death with a knife. Why can't you keep your mouth tight? If you talk casually, the person involved will retaliate and tear out your tongue!

"Did she ask you to keep it a secret?" Junichi Sanada asked tremblingly, hoping for a chance.

"Yes, I have."

Hearing Matsuda Aoba's straightforward answer, Sanada Junichi immediately resurrected with full health. Oh, Shokuhou girl still has a sense of propriety in doing things, and it is barely acceptable to only share it with a few intact companions.

"The Queen said that if this kind of thing is spread within Tokiwadai, don't spread it everywhere, so as not to ruin Misaka Mikoto's reputation."

Boom!

After hearing this answer, Sanada Junichi's smile froze on his face, and his whole body turned into stone. He kept the posture of cutting the knife into the plate with a happy smile, while Matsuda Aoba ate as usual, completely unaware of what her answer meant.

What a psychological shadow caused by Junichi Sanada.

Wow! How terrifying! I feel like if it were passed down like this, it would not be known only to the students of Tokiwadai, but to everyone in Academy City!

Junichi Sanada seems to have seen the end of being burned on the stake by Misaka Mikoto's unofficial fan group. As the only level 5 with normal personality, and Tokiwadai intends to make Misaka Mikoto the school's signature, he regards her as

There are probably no less than 100,000 students who make idols.

Regarding the belief in the [Super Railgun], it is equally popular no matter which world it is in.

"you……"

"Give up. Since Her Majesty the Queen has informed her subordinates of the news, there is no possibility of taking it back."

Having seen through it, Matsuda Aoba ruthlessly broke Sanada Junichi's illusions. Regardless of someone who had completely lost hope in life, he took out a tissue and carefully wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth.

The corners of the mouth under the tissue made a small arc.

"It's going to be exposed sooner or later anyway. Are you so nervous that it's embarrassing?"

Matsuda Aoba casually picked up the book that he had put aside, and found the position where he had read it based on the maple leaf-shaped bookmark, "Sanada-senpai is still afraid that his attack on a second-year girl will be revealed. Have you done anything illegal?"

Discipline, something that has a bad impact?"

"Don't be malicious and just fill others' minds with facts that don't exist..."

Junichi Sanada doesn't want to complain about anything. The key is not to be known by others, but that Misaka Mikoto's attitude is still very unclear, which makes Junichi Sanada's heart pound. Does she agree to try dating, or does she just want to

Simply being friends?

"Wait a minute, this isn't the original topic! Isn't there any news about the whereabouts of [Unreal World]?"

"Hey, senior, you finally remembered."

Matsuda Aoye flipped through the small bag hanging on the back of the chair, "When the ability users responsible for tracking the [Illusive World] grasp the new situation, they will find out... huh? Just as soon as they say it?"

The phone vibrates at the right time and hums, reminding the owner of new messages.

Junichi Sanada had just turned his grief into appetite and ate a lot, but a deafening sound of slapping on the table frightened him to stop.

Not knowing why, he looked up and saw Matsuda Aoba, who was staring at the screen of his mobile phone, stood up from his chair, his iceberg-like face filled with unmistakable gloom.

Without saying a word, she threw the phone to Junichi Sanada.

Sanada caught it hurriedly and hurriedly swallowed what was in his mouth, looking at the screen of his phone.

Who do you think it is?

These five characters are the graffiti background on a photo. Apart from the five characters painted in red, what is eye-catching are two girls in ragged clothes, hanging in the air by ropes, like sandbags, unresponsive and black.
Chapter completed!