The Divine Power of Comprehensive Comics

Misaka has no one to rely on anymore, so she will never give up. Misaka puts her two palms together, tilts her head slightly, and pleads with you in a cute manner. "

"Can't we go find Mikoto?"

Xia Qing asked.

But when he blurted it out like this, he held his forehead.

Just the fact that Misaka Mikoto destroyed many laboratories was impossible to contact those experimenters, and of course, it was even less possible for Xia Qing.

He directly disrupted this experiment. Wouldn't it be strange to be treated by the laboratory?

Although the whole experiment actually had another purpose, this purpose didn't matter to Xia Qing at all. He only had a few purposes. He would leave after completing them. Why should he care about the magic school and the science school? The struggle?

"In that case, let's go to my place first."

Although it is not impossible to send it to Mikoto, the physical condition of "Last Work" has not been resolved yet.

However, of course it was because Xia Qing had a way to handle it that she decided to return so decisively.

"Let's go."

Xia Qing said.

"Hmm, can you find me some clothes? Misaka Misaka asked pitifully."

"...I have it at home."

Xia Qing's subconscious answer made the last one's expression stunned.

She must be thinking why a man like Xia Qing has women's clothes in his home.

"What a fun hobby! Misaka Misaka tries to muddle through."

"..."

Xia Qing didn't stay on this topic for long and went straight to the apartment.

He was glad that he didn't have any pajamas to change out of so he could just lie down as soon as he got home.

So cool.

Turn from the main road to the side road, then pass through several narrow alleys, and arrive at a ten-story apartment.

The surrounding buildings are basically only shorter than the student dormitories.

Chapter 87 Come on, drink it! (3/4)

"It's such a wonderful thing to have your own room, your own space, Misaka added with the twinkling eyes of the grown-up Misaka."

The last step was already following Xia Qing with bare feet, an innocent smile on his face.

"It's strange. You should know that I am the one who killed the experimental subjects. Why are you not afraid of me at all?"

Xia Qing asked her.

"Woo..."

The last one was stunned for a moment, then replied.

"Because the Misaka sisters said they are not bad people."

"..."

Suddenly there was an inexplicable touch, and Xia Qing felt a little uncomfortable because of this strange mood.

"Ah, so... thanks for the treat! Misaka Misaka, I hope it comes with three meals, snacks and nap time!"

The emotion that just surged up was ruined by the girl's frank words.

"...Hey, give me back my touch."

Xia Qing held her forehead and complained in a frustrated voice.

"The electromagnetic sonar is activated, emitting vibrations with a wavelength of 3100 MHz to detect the situation. There are five people holding unknown dangerous objects in a room on this floor. Misaka reports the truth.

That's most likely your room, Misaka warned. "

"What?"

Xia Qing glanced at the last work with a sly smile.

After reaching the third floor and turning out of the stairwell into the corridor, the last one trotted in front of Xia Qing, turned around to face Xia Qing, and stretched out his hands to block the way.

"Which room is your room? Misaka Misaka tried to ask."

"Room 301."

"Ah, it seems to be the first one. Misaka pointed at the door. Misaka went to open it and have a look. Excuse me! Misaka Misaka also doesn't forget etiquette at times like this."

The last one was talking nonchalantly, walking towards the door of Room 301.

She reached out and grasped the doorknob in front of her, and opened the door. The electronic lock on the door seemed to have been opened by her superpower.

The last one was quite satisfied with his superb skills and walked into the room arrogantly.

However, the girl did not notice that Xia Qing had walked straight to the front of the corridor.

So, not long after, the sound of late-night TV programs and the roar of the room owner came from the door behind Xia Qing.

Accompanied by the somewhat flat tone of the apology from the Last Work, there was a huge "bang!" sound of the door opening, and the Last Work accelerated his pace and rushed towards Xia Qing in front.

“That room seemed to be filled with completely unrelated people, Misaka Misaka was very angry.

It turns out you are such a prankster, Misaka protested with tears in her eyes, but you didn't seem to be listening to Misaka at all? "

"What 3100 MHz? Is that a microwave unit?"

"Ugh...Microwaves are often used in radar and super-multiple communications, so your complaints are meaningless. Misaka Misaka tried to refute in anger."

As for this being an act of deception, the final act did not deny it.

"How could my room be room 301? Just look at the name tag on the door."

Xia Qing said.

"Misaka doesn't know your real name. Misaka Misaka tries to refute."

"Ah, that's right."