"I’m a detective."
“……”
This place is really strange!
Chapter two hundred and one It seems that … It seems that …
The moon passes through the clouds like Bai Lianhua.
The evening breeze caresses the hot summer and brings a cool feeling.
Everyone sat in front of the supper stall, chatting with seemingly meaningful and seemingly meaningless topics, and occasionally burst into "haha" laughter.
Everything seems so harmonious.
But is this the night life of adults?
Misaka Mikoto looked at several teachers and seemed to be in high spirits for no reason.
Is it because of alcohol?
Look away and have a glass of wine in front of seven nights.
That was for seven nights. I didn’t drink it as usual for seven nights today. It comes from Huaxia Erguotou, which is ordinary neon sake.
Sake Misaka Mikoto has seen a lot.
Of course, I have only seen and drunk, but I have never drunk. After all, children can’t drink.
But …
Is the wine delicious?
Maybe, otherwise these teachers wouldn’t drink so much.
Looked at some teachers.
Look at the sake quietly put there again.
Maybe we can have a taste?
She thinks so.
With this idea in mind, it seems that people will be tempted to commit crimes as if they were limited to amplification.
Try it.
I glanced at it for seven nights and found that the other party was chatting with Tsukuyomi Komoe and didn’t pay attention to this side.
the main chance
So thinking that Misaka Mikoto raised his hand and quietly reached toward the bottle of sake, he saw that he would get it.
However …
"It’s really dishonest, little niece!"
Reach out with one hand and grab her accurately. Sandy jade hand
I turned my head and found that Seven Nights was smiling at her red right eye as if she could see everything.
“……”
A silence.
Nothing is more embarrassing than being caught doing something bad.
So I simply changed the subject.
"Let me go"
The hand was still held by seven nights.
Although it’s just grabbing, I still have a strange feeling after paying attention to this point.
"oh"
Seven nights is no nonsense. Let go.
Misaka Mikoto hurriedly pulled his hand back and turned his head to the other side. He didn’t intend to say much to Seven Nights.
Seven nights slightly cocked his head and looked at her.
Although you can see a side face, you can clearly see the girl’s cheek by the light of the supper stall, which seems a little flushed.
Smiled.
Raise your hand and touch the girl’s head again.
"The little niece is really cute!"
“……”
Misaka Mikoto did not answer.
Yes, I seem to dislike it. Generally, I push my hand away for seven nights.
Seven nights is meaningless.
Turned to continue chatting with Tsukuyomi Komoe and them.
for a long time
I took a sneak peek and found that seven nights really seemed to ignore her, which was a relief.
But I don’t know what seems to be more in my heart and what seems to be less.
Illusion?
Okay, it doesn’t matter.
Since he couldn’t drink, Misaka Mikoto continued to drink juice and eat all kinds of food.
This supper stall really has everything!
Misaka Mikoto regrets.
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