It's not a column, it's a railgun

When Misaka Makoto woke up, it was already night.

Stars dotted the night sky like broken diamonds on a black velvet cloth.

It was a moonless night, but here without light pollution, the brightness of the stars is enough to illuminate the surrounding environment.

The mist slowly dissipated, Misaka Makoto slowly opened her eyes.

He was startled by the little girl who came into view, and quickly got up from the ground.

The other party is wearing a fox mask like Satoshi...

Is he also Mr. Lin Taki's disciple?

But she, small and short, looked even slender than he.

Can such a girl pick up a knife and fight evil spirits?

Misaka Makoto thought to herself and rubbed her head.

Why did he pass out again this time... Was he knocked unconscious?Why?

At that time, his main consciousness was used to resist instinct, and he didn't pay much attention to the surrounding environment, so he didn't know why he fainted.

"Hello, I'm Zhenzhu." The little girl in front of me said.

"Hi, I'm Misaka Makoto."

The huge boulder was still behind Makoto, but Sato had disappeared.

"Mako, where did Sato go?" Misaka Makoto still remembered the matter of deciding the outcome with the other party.

"Huh." The boy's voice suddenly sounded from the boulder, and when Misaka Makoto didn't pay attention, he appeared again.

"I admit that you are a man, but it doesn't mean that you are still qualified to challenge me. If this continues, you will lose again!"

Satoshi is in high spirits.

Misaka Makoto: "That's not sure!"

He thinks he's great!Don't faint before it's even better!

In fact, it was true. Every time he was in a coma, his physical condition was exceptionally good. It was because he didn't use his ability for a long time, and the electric current naturally overflowed when he was in a coma, and he began to repair his body and increase the cell activity.

In fact, every time he fell into a coma, his body was repaired to the extreme, and he would be stronger when he woke up.

It's a pity that Misaka Makoto didn't know, and was still trying her best to prevent herself from going into a coma.

"Okay, stop arguing, stop arguing—" Mamo was in the middle for two adolescent boys and Mui.

"Yes!" Misaka Makoto respected her senior sister very much.

"—Yes." Saito also obeyed the little girl's words, and jumped off the rock.

"Do you want to defeat him?" Zhenmu asked with a smile, "I can help you."

Sabito nodded reluctantly.

Misaka Makoto "Thank you!"

Makoto: "You're welcome, helping you is helping ourselves."

"Come on, first show the ten types of water breathing, and I will give you your opinion."

Misaka Makoto "Good!"

He picked up his sword and began the demonstration.

But at this time, Sato did not dissipate his figure, standing behind Makoto and watching.

Zhenmo poked him quietly, and whispered, "Are you angry? It's been so long, don't worry about children."

Sabito "I don't, I'm not."

Zhenmo showed a helpless smile, "Okay, okay, whatever you want, I think this kid is very good, maybe... he is different from us."

Satoshi was silent and sighed, "He is indeed very talented."

"I'm not angry. After all, our purpose is the same, to make him stronger, that's all."

"He is very strong and has great potential for development. If someone can break the curse of so many years...then that person is definitely Misaka Makoto!"

Misaka Makoto swung his sword, his figure shrouded in dark blue water waves.

The young man has a slender back, smooth movements, and a good-looking posture using breathing techniques. A series of rhythmic swordsmanship is used gracefully and agilely, as beautiful as dancing.

Satoshi frowned, "He changed his movements."

"Yes, that's right, look carefully."

"You felt it when you were fighting him, and what happened before you passed out—"

"Water breathing creates the illusion of water waves because of the special knife technique that condenses the water vapor in the air." Zhenmo said softly.

Satoshi "?"

He didn't understand what this had to do with the current situation.

"There will be an explosion on the tip of his knife," Mako said again.

"Originally, he would shift the tip of the knife to change the Breath of Water swordsmanship, but he improved his swordsmanship, turning this unfavorable phenomenon into an advantage and increasing the power of the swordsmanship."

"He can control the slight explosion." After Mako finished analyzing, his blue eyes stared at the figure of Misaka Makoto who was still on display.

"Of course, he's still using water breathing," she added.

Truth is right.

The current on the body jumps along the knife, and the knife body condenses the water drawn by the swipe track, electrolyzes the water, produces hydrogen and oxygen, and at the same time, the electric spark ignites the hydrogen and oxygen, resulting in an explosion.

After all, Misaka Makoto is still a child from Academy City. Even if he loses his memory, he can subconsciously use "science" to increase his attack power.

Even if he doesn't know anything about the principles.

Sabito nodded.

After the ten models were displayed, Misaka Makoto bowed to Makoto.

"Okay, I'm done observing, this time I'm going to correct your redundant movements, I can see that you have changed some traces."

Manko clasped his hands together, "That's amazing, as expected of the genius Misaka-kun."

Misaka Makoto scratched her head, "Makoto, what you said is too much, I'm not a genius."

"I'm just an ordinary person who works hard. As long as I work hard, I can reach my level."

Satoshi "..."

too humble.He shook his head.

Zhenzhu smiled and did not respond to this sentence, but started the topic again, "I have a little suggestion, such as which type will be more powerful if you change it like this..."

Misaka Makoto listened carefully, the brilliance of the stars sprinkled on the boy, making him even more dazzling.

Sabito retreated into the shadows, covering up the fact that he had no shadows in the first place.

He sighed again.

Don't let Misaka Makoto know that they are still alive, that's fine.

He watched Misaka Makoto listening carefully to Makoto's teaching, and suddenly showed a relieved and helpless smile.

If he found out, the kid would be sad.

After Mako's guidance, Misaka Makoto's mastery of water breathing became stronger.

Rinaki Sakonji is a swordsman who can use the breath of water proficiently, but he is not necessarily good at teaching. As a student before, Mako can better perceive the mistakes that are easy to make as a novice. She pointed out with the care of a girl There are many mistakes in Misaka Makoto's movements.

Misaka Makoto felt that she could do it again, and challenged Sato.

As usual, Sato was not polite, picked up the wooden knife and beat Misaka Makoto hard.

Misaka Makoto "..."

Didn't Zhenko say that with her help, Sato would definitely be defeated?

He has been deceived!

Misaka Makoto felt aggrieved, and looked at Mako with aggrieved eyes.

Zhenmo laughed "puchi".

"Misaka-kun, you can't succeed in studying just once."

"You have also improved a lot." Zhenmo said softly.

"You feel it, isn't it easier this time than last time?"

Misaka Makoto nodded.

Although his manly self-esteem was thwarted, he did find himself improving.

The pressure to face Sato is also much less.

Although he felt from the bottom of his heart that he could defeat the boy in front of him.

Not with a knife, but in some other way...

Amnesia is trouble.Misaka Makoto shook her head, throwing this thought out of her mind.

At this time, Zhenzhu walked up with a smile again, "During your last battle..."

Theory plus practice plus theory, this iterative process.

When Mako was explaining to Misaka Makoto, Sato was also beside him without saying a word.

After several reincarnations like this, Zhenmo waved his hand and stopped calling.

"That's all for today, see you tomorrow, go back and rest."

Misaka Makoto also knew the truth that too much is too late, he nodded at them, "Thank you, Sister Mako, and Brother Satu."

Not to mention that Misaka Makoto's persistence in sparring with Satu for so many rounds is already remarkable.

"You're welcome." Makoto waved at him.

"Don't come here in a hurry, you should take a good rest, after all, there is a limit to human physical strength."

When she said this, she glanced at Satu beside her.

Satoshi "..."

He adjusted the mask a little depressedly.

Sabito: "Yes, you can't slack off as a man! But proper rest is also necessary."

Misaka Makoto waved goodbye to them. It was already midnight, and Misaka Makoto's shadow stretched very long on the ground.

After saying goodbye but not leaving, Misaka Makoto stood there and looked at the two of them.

"It must be very lonely in the mountains," he said.

Makoto frowned, "No, because we've been watching you all the time."

Sato: "It's better to go back and rest if you have the time to talk nonsense, and fight again tomorrow! Now this weak look is not a man at all!"

Misaka Makoto seemed to be irritated, "Why don't we fight again now!"

"One last time! I'm okay!"

he insisted.

And Satoshi snorted again.

Hot-blooded stupid men, Sato must have a sense of proportion, the last time will be the last time.

Mamo shook his head and disappeared into the mist.

And Misaka Makoto raised the knife again, aiming at Satu.

After a fight, Misaka Makoto lay on the ground on her back as expected.

Sabito "I said you can't do it now."

Misaka Makoto "Boys can't be told no by others! Pull me up! I'm okay!"

Sabito didn't care about "Get up by yourself."

Misaka Makoto couldn't get up, and suddenly changed the subject, "Tell me, if I bring you some fruit to pay homage to, will you receive it?"

"You haven't eaten for a long time, right?"

Satoshi was startled suddenly.

He hesitated "You..."

Obviously the disguise is very good, how did Misaka Makoto see that they are not human?

Because of his strong obsession, Sato even came into contact with the real world and was able to beat Misaka Makoto hard. Under such a real touch, the other party can still recognize it.

As expected of Misaka Makoto?

Misaka Makoto continued, "To thank Sister Mako, I also want to burn some clothes for her."

"Because girls always like new clothes, Senior Sister Zhenmu hasn't changed clothes for so long."

Satoshi couldn't help being curious, "...you know we are undead?"

"Because of nothingness." Misaka Makoto sat up suddenly.

"I can't perceive your existence... Or, I can perceive something in you, which is different from living people."

The dead are classified as a special magnetic field in the research category of Academy City. As a super electromagnetic gun, Misaka Makoto can perceive this special, which is really simple.

"No one paid homage to you for so long... You must be very lonely."

Sato was silent for a long time, and finally said, "Mr. Lin Taki pays homage to us every year..."

He took off the fox mask, revealing the handsome appearance of a young man, his silver pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

Sato smiled softly, "I wanted to hide it from you, but I didn't expect you to know it from the beginning."

Misaka Makoto was also silent.

Sabito stared at him without saying a word.

"I will remember you all." Misaka Makoto continued, "I will also remember you every year - I will bring some candy when I go up the mountain tomorrow, what kind of candy do you want?"

"If you don't like sugar, how about onigiri? Tanjiro's craftsmanship is very good..." He said to himself.

Sabito "...?"

He's a dead man, why talk about these things with a dead man as if he's still alive?

Sabito took a deep breath, "I'm an undead, I don't need this."

Misaka Makoto stood up, a little hesitant, "Or do you want new clothes too?"

Sabito "...no."

Mako may be interested, but as a man he definitely won't!

"In my eyes, you are all alive." Misaka Makoto said seriously.

"Zhenmo can touch me, you can beat me, and you can all communicate with me. These experiences are all real. You have thoughts and can affect the present world, so why can't I think that you are all alive?"

Misaka Makoto felt that she made sense.

"You have beautiful eyes," he said suddenly. "Your swordsman is also superb, you are great."

"You are all fine."

His straight serve made the opponent a little confused.

Sato took a deep breath, "If you think that I will show mercy to you because of this, you are very wrong."

Misaka Makoto "I've never thought about it this way, please don't do it."

"I will definitely defeat you myself."

The boy with short brown hair had a firm tone, and there seemed to be flames burning in his pupils.

"But, before that, we are friends, Satu-kun."

He stretched out his hand towards the undead.

The author has something to say about Misaka Makoto "One more thing..."

Satoshi "?"

Misaka Makoto: "Sister Mako said you've been watching us..."

Satoshi "?"

Misaka Makoto: "Will you watch it when we take a shower?"

锖兔“？？？？？”（拔刀）感谢在2020022117:32:57~2020022222:11:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel Wuyou who threw the grenade, it was a dish (Bing Yan felt that it could not be added, so it cracked) 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines

Three round trip · alter (Bingyan stared at you) 3;

Mohui (boboboboyou) 2;

Yan Jue (the illiterate Bingyan searched your last word)

, Jun Moxiao on the Zuiwo battlefield (every time I see this name, I miss the second half of the sentence),

Wuyou is a vegetable

Eloquent and eloquent Zhou Zekai (kissed you)

, kaka (I laughed kaka again)

What I don’t have is 1 氵 (the image expression of water!) ;

Thanks to the little angel Mumu Priest who irrigated the nutrient solution for 3 bottles; Jiang Xinyue for 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!