Her waist-length honey-colored hair, her delicate face, her slender figure, and her large breasts that Mikoto couldn't compare to, along with her star-shaped pupils, this Shokuhou Misaki had a different kind of charm.
Shokuhou Misaki sat under the parasol like a proud queen. She looked at Eight-cloud Ink and Mikoto with a meaningful smile.
"Ah, I only invited this guest. I didn't expect Misaka-san to come as well."
"Bilibili …"
Mikoto's forehead crackled with blue electricity.
"What are you trying to do?"
He frowned as he looked at Shokuhou Misaki. He subconsciously stood in front of Yakumo Ink, blocking Shokuhou Misaki's view.
Looking at Mikoto's behavior, Yakumo's eyes flashed with helplessness. Shokuhou Misaki, on the other hand, smirked.
Shokuhou Misaki gestured for Yakumo and Mikoto to sit on the opposite side. Shokuhou Misaki looked at Yakumo with a smile. Her eyes lingered on the mercury lamp on his shoulder for a while.
"I apologize for not introducing myself first. I'm Shokuhou Misaki, Kouan."
Her manners were impeccable.
"Kouan."
Eight-cloud Ink nodded. Shokuhou Misaki had a good impression of him.
"My name is Eight-cloud Ink."
Hearing Eight-cloud Ink's name, Shokuhou Misaki's expression changed.
Shokuhou Misaki took a closer look at Yakumo Ink. Even with disguise magic, Shokuhou Misaki was able to change her appearance.
Shokuhou Misaki suddenly opened her exquisite satchel and took out a picture album from it and placed it on the table.
Eight-cloud Ink was stunned. Mikoto almost laughed out loud.
It was an oriental doujinshi album. Among the many oriental characters on the cover, the most eye-catching one was Eight-cloud Ink.
"I didn't expect Misaka-sensei to cosplay to this extent."
As the queen of Tokiwadai, she naturally had the authority to investigate Eight-cloud Ink.
"I don't even know where to start complaining about this …"
Cosplay himself?
"Let's talk about why Shokuhou-san is looking for me."
Shokuhou Misaki glanced at Mikoto before lowering her head and stirring her coffee with a spoon.
"I'm sorry, but what I want to say to Yakuma-sensei isn't suitable for Misaka-san to hear!"
"What are you trying to say?!"
Mikoto stood up and slammed her hands on the table.
"Mikoto, calm down."
Eight-cloud Ink patted Mikoto's shoulder. Although Shokuhou Misaki's tone was frivolous, Eight-cloud Ink could tell that she wasn't joking.
"You …"
Mikoto suddenly turned around and glared at Eight-cloud Ink with gritted teeth.
"Hmm? What happened? "
"… You … Do you really like sex that much?!"
'Do you like sex that much?'
Do you like sex?
Was he a prostitute?
Eight-cloud Ink widened her eyes and looked at Mikoto, not knowing what to say.
"Pfft …"
Shokuhou Misaki couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle. Her breasts bounced and Mikoto's eyes twitched.
After Mikoto's reminder, Eight-cloud Ink finally shifted her attention to Mikoto and Shokuhou Misaki's breasts.
Truly … there was no comparison between their mouths and teeth …
Mikoto was so embarrassed that she couldn't even show her face.
"Where are you looking at!!!"
Mikoto was so embarrassed that her forehead started crackling with electricity again.
"Um, Mikoto …"
"I don't care anymore!!"
Mikoto snorted and turned around to leave.
"Perverted monster!!"
Before leaving, Mikoto even threw out Kuroko's nickname for Yakumo.
"Hehehe …"
Shokuhou Misaki watched Mikoto's actions in silence. Only after Mikoto left did she let out a chuckle.
"Are you happy now?"
Eight-cloud Ink rolled her eyes.
"What are you trying to do by provoking Mikoto to leave?"
Mikoto placed the doll on her lap and took out a bottle of yogurt in front of Shokuhou Misaki. Then she took out a cup of black tea for herself.
Mikoto looked at Eight-cloud Ink who gave her a bottle of yogurt, but she still took it and started drinking it.
Shokuhou Misaki was stunned.
"This, this is …"
"What are you looking at!"
The doll who guessed Eight-cloud Ink's plan retorted at Shokuhou Misaki.
Eight-cloud Ink wanted to get back at Shokuhou Misaki. It wasn't good to let her have the upper hand all the time.
"I've never seen a doll before!"
"This doll is really impressive …"
After all, Shokuhou Misaki had been exposed to a lot of things. Her ability to adapt was much better than Mikoto's. After the initial shock, Shokuhou Misaki accepted the fact that the doll was an existence that shouldn't exist in this world.
Then she reevaluated Eight-cloud Ink.
"Yakuma-sensei, don't tell me …"
Shokuhou Misaki stopped. She couldn't believe the thought that popped up in her mind.
"… It's exactly what you think."
After taking a sip of the black tea, Eight-cloud Ink showed a satisfied smile.
"That's why I'll be frank."
Shokuhou Misaki straightened her back.
"So, Yakuma-sensei, you're the one who defeated the first, right?"
Eight-cloud Ink wasn't surprised that Shokuhou Misaki knew about this.
It was very easy for a person who had psychological control and had taken over the artificial house as his own to find out about these things.
"Yes, it's me. And?"
"Why don't you tell Misaka-san about this?"
This time, Shokuhou Misaki's expression changed when Mikoto was mentioned.
Shokuhou Misaki treated Mikoto's original clone, Misaka 0000, as her best friend. She had a special feeling towards Mikoto.
"I'm thinking about it. I'll find a suitable time to tell her about my sisters."
Eight-cloud Ink looked at Shokuhou Misaki.
"You, on the other hand, don't get along with Mikoto. It's because of Mikoto, right?"
Shokuhou Misaki paused for a moment before she smiled helplessly.
"I didn't think Yakuma-sensei would know about this. Are you really that monster?"
"What do you think?"
Shokuhou Misaki took out a remote from her bag and pressed it on Eight-cloud Ink.
Nothing happened.
Even the Tree of Imagination in Yakumo Ink's mind could perfectly defend against Shokuhou Misaki's power, let alone her realm.
"It's useless …"
Shokuhou Misaki wasn't surprised at all. She was about to put away the remote when she looked at Mercury Lamp with interest and pressed the remote again.
"Hmm?"
Mercury Lamp felt something was trying to do something bad to her, so she stopped drinking and stared at Shokuhou Misaki with her red eyes.
"What are you trying to do, human?"
Eight-cloud Ink looked at Shokuhou Misaki and laughed.
"Tsunami-chan is a doll, not a human. Her body structure is completely different from a human. Your ability won't work on a doll. "
"What is this woman trying to do?"
Mercury Lamp, who was sitting in Yakumo's arms, looked up at Yakumo.
She touched Mercury Lamp's head and showed a comfortable expression. Then she blushed and slapped Eight-cloud Ink's hand away.
"Don't touch my head!"
"Well, she's just trying to control you."
"Hah?"
The mercury lamp was immediately enraged.
"Human! You're looking for death! "
She didn't care if it was shocking or not. She spread her wings and was about to attack. Fortunately, Eight-cloud Ink stopped her.
Shokuhou Misaki might be an esper, but her fighting ability was negligible. If she was hit by Mercury Lamp at such a close distance, she would be seriously injured.
"What an interesting doll."
Shokuhou Misaki who didn't know she was almost injured looked at Mercury Lamp with even more interest.
"Does she like yogurt? Can I have her for a while? "
Mercury Lamp struggled even harder under Eight-cloud Ink's hand.
"Let me go! Let me go! I'm going to tear this woman apart!! "
"Alright, Lamp Paste, stop messing around."
She hugged the doll even tighter, and even rubbed her face against the doll's exquisite face. Only then did the mercury lamp stop.
However, after the commotion caused by the mercury lamp, the Tokiwadai girls standing outside also discovered the mercury lamp.
For a moment, the young girls were discussing and looking at the mercury lamp with curious eyes.
"Haha …"
Shokuhou Misaki pressed a button on the remote, and all the girls' faces froze. They then turned their heads away, ignoring the mercury lamp.
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