Ditching the school, the pair left the garden of education.
The duo Mikoto and Misaki headed to a well-known underground shopping mall in School District 7. Although the underground facility, resembling a maze comparable to a video game dungeon, is quite popular, it is still an experiment at its core. And not only from the point of view of urban planning, but also psychoanalysis and other disciplines.
At some point, the architects decided to give the whole thing something like a square/plaza. This public space with a fountain set in the atrium [usually a circular spiral with an empty space in the middle] served as a good orientation point. Or as a place for an initial meeting of a group of adventurers, before they venture further into the bowels of the dungeon for entertainment or loot hidden in the corners of the labyrinth. This solution seemed especially useful from the point of view of a direct connection to the subway station and, in a sense, the entire city. Actually, this conical hub of adventurers had several floors with a circular cutout in the middle.
So it is not surprising that the flat fountain at bottom resembling a tiered cake in the middle, attracted attention not only with its water show. By flipping a ON-OFF switch, or exploiting the right timing in the water cycle intervals; it was often used as a stage for performances by artists and various shows. It did not matter whether it was announced, booked and with the support of a team of organizers under the purposeful lighting of spotlights that would flood the person in the middle, or random ones at the edge of the active fountain. The artist could immediately gain wide attention through purposeful curvatures of the atrium for almost perfect sound, when the circles with railings immediately turn into audience stands for those standing.
That is why the stairs and elevators were as far from the center as possible. So much so that they were placed in an imaginary third ring/circle, the external one, near the shops and other facilities of the square, and the inner circle was left as a promenade for pedestrians.
Just as Mikoto and her current (attachment to her) were on the upper floor of Atrium, walking towards their final destination, the brunette stopped for a moment as if something had caught her attention. Looking down a certain side alley, she realized that there was a certain candy shop in that direction. The one where you could buy certain desserts in the shape of yellow chickens. Misaka immediately remembered the trouble with those little ones that seemed to have started a whole series of troubles of the last few days. Almost immediately, she came to the conclusion that she should avoid that place for a while longer.
Since the atrium was an open circle/cylinder, it was very easy to spot someone from the other side, or even from another floor. A certain little girl and acquaintance of Mikoto took advantage of this, and rushed around the perimeter of the railing to the couple from Tokiwadai. The little girl in question was Hazamaya Kana, a short-haired brown-haired girl with two small pigtails on the sides of her head secured with rubber bands. She had a pink pocket dangling by her side, for which, a certain tsundere jumped into the fountain thinking it was a bomb. For this, she earned the nickname princess from the other spectators/kids of the playground. If we don't count the climax of the Graviton incident, she had already crossed paths with this little girl several times in chance encounters.
Kana, with her urgent yell of "Onee-chan!!" at the older girl, not only gained her attention but also attention of people around. Although at first glance it might have seemed that something had happened and she was running to Railgun for help. At second glance it might have seemed that she was just emotionally moved to see her again and was rushing to her to push herself into her arms.
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Anyway, the little one stopped right next to Mikoto and immediately grabbed onto Tokidawai's skirt. At the timid question from the middle-high school girl (What's wrong?) [Nani?], she looked up at the electro-master with a hint of anger in her face. Almost as if she was blaming her for something. "How could you?? With everything you've done for me, I thought we were close enough to invite me when you finally threw yourself into it. Or maybe you forgot about me?"
The older brown-haired girl, thrown off balance by this unexpected accusation she knew nothing about, took a half step back. Reflexively she went on the defensive with her "Huh?" and tried to move away but the girl wasn't going to let go. Mikoto remembered that this wasn't the first little girl, who had blame marked Railgun for something vaguelywrong. However, it was perhaps because no one had bothered to explain to the little ones what had really happened.
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It was clear from Kana's expression that she had guessed that the high school girl was unaware of what Railgun had done. For a moment, she had a silent expression of sadness before she began to explain. "Even if I didn't say it out loud, it should have been obvious that it was my destiny to be your flower girl on your big day. The flower girl who would scatter rose petals, when it was time for you to walk down the aisle, with the white veil. But not only did that not happen, you didn't even let me know its happening. How could you?!" Since the tomboy brown-haired girl's jaw bone fall down, the little girl immediately frowned at the blonde. "Although it's obvious to me that you had your head full of something else and couldn't take your eyes off such a beautiful jewel, lest someone snatch it right out of your hands."
The blonde, who had been curious until then, suddenly felt embarrassed too. With a clear intention to refute certain claims, she leaned towards the little one. "Wait a minute! I think the misunderstanding about the prank wedding is still ongoing. Although there is one couple who is responsible for two thirds of these rumors. The truth is, none of the Tokiwadai students got married over the weekend. And why I am still included in the gossips? Its because what Dolly said?; comparing me to a tragic love heroine, and someone here is bout to play the brute Hero?"
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Except Kana looked offended, shouting at them: "But I saw the billboard."
Both girls almost jumped/jitter in surprise, exclaiming: "Billboard??!!"
So its not a strange that something start to click in Misaka heads, like the reason behind the suspicious reaction on the Presidents duo. "Hey! What billboard are you talking about?"
Also Shokuhou had a panic on her face. "I asking the same thing too. Because I spend a lot of effort, to not end up as model and such, to get on any billboards or magazine covers."
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Kana seems impatient as why they refuse to admit it. "I saw the one, where you're standing on the beach in a row and Mikoto wearing a wedding veil. And her blonde bride is holding onto her arm like she's afraid the cool people around them are going to steal her bride from her."
Mikoto had a flashback, vaguely remembering the awkward moment with the cool pose on the beach that was just begging to be puton a photo. As her pupils widened, her blood rushed to her head. Thanks to that, the blush was not only from the awkwardmoment but also from the blood rushing, so she jell: "That combat helicopter!! It really looked like they gave up too easily. There must have been a flight recording and a certain screen shot must have flown all over District 22. [the aviation, avionics, and space program district]. Pilots and mechanic must have shared it between themselves, in after flight debriefings or whatever. But when someone who shall not see it, saw it, they threw it to upper ups. From there it fall to the marketing department, so they could at least dig something out of it."
Even Shokuhou's blood was already pooling in her head. "Hey!! That's a gross invasion of privacy, when they use a photo, out of content like that." She immediately turned her attention to Misaka. "Secondly,-- what are you trying to tell me, that such a thing actually happened?!! Especially when I don't remember it?!! And I'm telling you up front, that no amount of excuses will help you, because I got confirmation, that you're responsible for that memory loos of me! Especially when you're avoiding the subject like the devil is avoiding a holy water."
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Mikoto was suddenly filled with satire as she looked at Misaki's face. "That's amazing. There are so many contradictions in your statement, that it's hard to even begin to understand it. But the fact, that the biggest brain-washer in city has a famous blackout/window is a gem." She completely ignored the honey-haired girl's puffy cheeks. "I suppose, getting a first taste of your own medicine is a shock to anyone. Even if some of what you're asking is important, I'd still prefer this diet of ignorance to your overgrown ego."
Except Blonde didn't like it. "Where do you getting these comparisons?! You got that from the arcades, right? Or is your insecurity to keep an upper hand in dialog, in play? And what's more, stop trying to compare your flat cuteness as a young lady, with my curves as a lady. These two subjects are not even remotely related."
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Yet Mikoto dint back up. "While we're on the subject, it's time to start asking the right questions about the known evidence. For example, who was the person who so warmly suggested that tropical island? And to jog your memory, I'll remind you, that you had a certain phone call on Saturday. Before the avalanche came and your involuntarily yearly bath with it. Or did your blackouts start earlier than you know, foreshadowing a serious condition of yours?"
At that moment, Misaki had an expression as if she was considering whether to say something or just trying to quickly remember. Finally, her shoulders noticeably slumped. "It won't do you any good, if I give you the name of a person, who in a deeper context, was just a puppet whose strings were pulled by someone else. Instead of an obvious bait to get your cat's claws sunk in, you should ask how Kana-chan of all people came to such a conclusion that has us so upset?"
The little girl cocked her head to the side. "What are you talking about? Even that bearded guy, in the fancy blue suit who talks in so cool way said; that you finally took the plunge, throwing off the handbrake altogether; jumping into it head first. That you finally used your tsundere potential to the maximum and took what your hands could grab. However, you asserted yourself so quickly, that almost no one has any idea what's going on."
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Both espers' eyes widened in a clear flood of awkwardness. Since their voices had broken, Railgun could only ask a rhetorical question in a low voice. She commented that she would like to meet the person who had made the hypothesis, to talk to him. But she had no idea that the little girl had her own answer to this as well. She simply extended her hand with her index finger towards the fountain and said that the gentleman in question might still be on the ground floor.
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It only take for the Number-Three, to tilt her head to glance over the railing down into the atrium, and she almost felt like she will fell back to the ground like a cut tree. Although it wasn't the best angle, she was still able to see behind a certain info sign a burly brown-haired man with a spade beard in a blue formal business suit that would probably attract attention anywhere.
Without a doubt, it was Roberto Katze, an American president and experienced politician with tremendous charisma and a strong sense of patriotism. On the other hand, he was known as Mr. Scandal who was in danger of bankruptcy due to the outrageous amount of alimony he had to pay to several of his ex-wives. Mikoto had already met him when she was overseas. A typical point on that tripwas when no one of citizens recognized him as the president of their country. Plus Mikoto's group didn't even pay attention to it. So Misaka knows firsthand, how this annoying person with a friendly expression, can get under someone's skin with his words. It was especially effective against tsundere when his (dating and obtaining a boyfriend advices) was paraphrased for Mikoto by a much younger girl compare to her; who wont hesitate to drop the truth bomb even on an action movie superhero.
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For the Tokiwadai Ace, the intention to avoid this problem in a blue jacket vanished in a flash before it could even occur to her. Her eyes widened, when she saw from behind the banner, the hint of a delicate (petite?) girl's hand with a reprimanding index finger raised. It almost seemed that this guy with a big smile that was almost a daring grin, was pushing his wits on another girl. At one point, you could tell from his body language, that he had just uttered another (gem of his wisdom). It must be effective against the girl, getting under her skin, because her reprimanding gesture had noticeably weakened. Getting a lead in random talk, was one of his strong characteristic.
Railgun's eyebrows immediately twitched at that, and some imaginary switch inside her flipped. She announced that she had something to do and pushed Kana into Shokuhou's arms. It wasn't a toss or too strong push, but even if, both side girls were standing on their own two feet, Blonde staggered to keep her balance and not fall back. Misaka didn't wait for anything and already swung over the railing.
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Like an action hero, releasing electric sparks and discharges in all directions, she jumped from one of the ringed floors, directly down to the bottom floor of atrium with the fountain.
The buzzing electro-master, with his sudden, even aggressive, impact/touchdown into a squat position; caused a sudden wave of shock, creating a panic and chaos. (As she stands up, she turn her head to glare menacingly at the blue suit man.)
It was only a second before the target of her attack had time to widen his eyes to a familiar face with the eyes of a hunter glaring at his prey. His body language made it clear that there was no doubt that he had a serious - almost life-threatening - problem. But even so, his forced smile was more like reflex of clenched teeth before an impending blow to the chin from a raging female.
The same was true for a pair of not-so-inconspicuous secret security guards, who were also there as the president's entourage. Although they instinctively reached into their black jackets/suits, probably ready to draw their pistols, to use them in defend of their VIP. Except that their activity was stopped by a firm (Stop!) gesture from the president, not to interfere. They immediately soured when they realized that it could be one of his emotionally ragging Exes [former wife] and did not further discuss the details, like she was a middle high school girl and the like.
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It was like the proverb: Don't fight the storm that has come, let it blow/sweep away. Even now, the President didn't fight back when Railgun lunged at him. Shouting, "Roberto Katzee!!", she angrily grabbed him by the collar of his suit with one hand and pulled him closer to her, flexing her biceps to look him in the eyes. "Haven't you had enough?!! How dare you, to push your nonsense into little girls' heads!!? Not that you will be satisfied, by messing the head of a single one, but you're going one after the other, like right now!!" She sparked, sparks shooting from her temples. Curling her free hand into a fist, it looked like she was about to give him a real personal punch, instead of zapping him.
But before anyone could say anything, the brunette was confronted directly by someone very familiar to her. The girl that was standing there with the president was her red-haired roommate, who ran up/leap to Misaka, pushing into second year personal space, and hooked herself around the arm that was holding the President. Although it was an immobilizing grab and was executed correctly, through Railgun's stubbornness and almost iron like muscles, the Judgment member was literally balancing on her own tiptoes, even if she put her entire weight onto it. Ignoring that she was almost hanging in the air she was very demanding claiming responsibility or something like that. "Sissy, stop it!! Do you even know who that is?!!"
Roberto was also quick to add between the line, that he will appreciate, emphasis on correct wording.
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But this revelation only added fuel to the Electro-master raging fire. "Kuroko~o!!? Of course I know very well who he is!! His wrong image of correct wording emphasis, is the damn problem here!! I also know very well, what he is capable of doing in a very short period of time!! Besides, how many times do I have to catch you outside the hospital bed before you finally stop acting up!!? Stop cutting on that!"
The high school girl with pigtails was clearly shaken up with an (Oh shit!)look on her face at all the accusations her senpai had uttered.
Roberto, on the other hand, had his arms outstretched, gesturing to his bodyguards to stay of this, to keep them from unwanted provocation,that would only further inflame the young lady's temper. Instead, he decided to speak up himself, like a convenient diplomat with a smile carved into stone. "Excuse me for the misunderstanding that has arisen. But it was Miss Shirai who was giving valuable advices to me, not the other way around. If we have clarified this inevitable point of conflict, everyone will understand that there is really no reason for excessive temper. However, if anyone else has overheard our non-binding conversation, I believe that it must create an another misunderstanding with the interpretation of the statements."
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Except Mikoto gave them both a doubtful look. She looked at one, then at the other, before barking at both of them again. "A casual conversation between the two of you seems even worse to me, than each of you chattering your nonsense separately!! For the sake of this world, I have to stop this right now!!"
It wasn't just Katze and Shirai, but even the two-man security guard scared jumped at this statement.
What was even worse was, that the situation was about to escalate another notch on the scale of the general threat to the city, as little Kana entered the scene. This little one had only the best intentions, but the fact that she forcibly and hastily dragged a certain gasping honey blonde by the hand with her, meant that the imaginary scales of what was good and what was bad were shattered into dust.
Panting, Shokuhou, who finally looked up to see what was happening. (Railgun is holding the definitely suspiciousguy by the collar. Shirai is trying her best to keep Meat Head from beating the suspect into unconscious. Then she wouldn't be able to interrogate him.) Mental-Out came to her own conclusion about what was going on here. Still out of breath, she clumsily reached for her purse with her free hand.
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However, Mikoto's eyes almost turned white by rage. Her voice became dangerously cold as she became extremely merciless. She pointed her free hand, more precisely her index finger, at the blonde and, releasing a warning discharge, she raised her warning. "Touch anything that has a press-key or button on it, and I will fry like a croquette into gold, not only you but everyone around you!!"
Except for Kana, who tilted her head to the side not getting the reference, everyone in the imaginary center of events widened their eyes or turned pale.
Kuroko in particular almost clutched her heart as if she was about to have a heart attack. Knowing her Idol well, this was like a public announcement of a sentence that would no longer be discussed, but would be carried out immediately.
Even Roberto, was unable to hold his political stone smile, and his eyes iris narrowed into pears as certain memories or experiences came to mind.
On the other hand, there was still one student from a prestigious school with a sharp tongue. "Just hold on for a moment! Would you really go that far? Why?"
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The merciless response from the brunette came immediately. "Preventive measures and hard brain reset."
This imaginary fire-match crackled and ignited so strongly, that both girls were in an argument again. "I can't believe my ears, that the big sister from Tokiwadai, could hurt this sweetie so ruthlessly." Misaki took Kana under/by the armpit and tried to lift her up to her chest in an iconic move: (Using an adorable puppy as a living shield). Except she couldn't lift the little one off the ground even though the swept-up little one was practically on her tiptoes, to help. Normally the little brunette would have asked the big Mikoto and Misaki, (What they were talking about?), but she was so confused by the honey-haired girl's poor performance,that it seemed like she allowed Shokuhou a second try,-- then third try. The weightlifter herself strained her tender musclesas much as she could, but in the end, she gave up, even more out of breath than before. When Shokuhou put downthe little girl back onto her feet (from her toes to her entire foot), much to Kana's confusion; if the small girl dint help to support the Level-Five, the blonde almost went down on her knees from fatigue, as if the exhaustion would knock her down. But sharp eye of observer can tell, that the blonde still hid behind the small girl shoulders.
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A sour expression settled on Railgun's face as she watched this surreal scene. "Resisting to the last moment and grasping at every straw is characteristic of a drowning man... but this is just sad."
Defeated, Mental-Out, her face dewy, began to talk back. "Misaka swan, what's wrong with you today?! You're like a sharpened bullet that lingered in the barrel after being fired, like an Olympic runner who waiting for the start signal, becausehe missed it due overheard."
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However, with Level-5: Tsundere, this persuasion didn't even move (her heart). "Really? You're going to make excuses and plead until your last breath?" She pointed the index finger of her free hand at her captive. "The President of the United States of America is just a few steps away from you and you're really not going to try anything? Would anyone, who know you, believe that? Just a brainwashed one."
At this moment, the leader of one of the world's greatest countries mustered up the courage to speak and utter one of his wise words... However, it sounded as if he was starting to flirt with a gentle and graceful lady with a weak body. [Shokuhou on Knees]
Kuroko, who was still hanging on her Idol's hand, gave him a silent; (What?/Huh?), glare. For a moment, she looked so disappointed, that she loosened her grip on Railgun, get down, and took a step back. She even stand in posture of a butler or a herald, awaiting future orders from her master. Immediately after that, whispering president asked Shirai in horror, if she was leaving her post and leaving him alone. To which she almost smugly replied with an alibi excuse; that she was actually a junior police officer in training, a kōhai to the two second year students, or rather a herald; and high politics was beyond her jurisdiction. In turn, he came up with a remark about whether she was perhaps resentful, when her hunger for love remained unsatisfied. Especially when her prospective partners in love left her behind; literally leaving her out of the wheel of love. Perhaps she hopes, that when this wild forest fire of passion, flares up; and what can bur, will be burned in its flames; at the end she will find at least something for herself in its smoldering ashes of love.
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Since he didn't forgive the flirtatious wink at Shokuhou, Misaka barked at him directly. "You're not serious, are you?!! Haven't you learned your lesson yet?!!" She pulled him closer to her with the hand she was holding him in to finish speaking to him. "(Where do you think you are?)and (Whodo you think you're talking to?)!! She's the Mental-Out!!The biggest brain-washer in the Academic city. Have you already forgotten, the problems that arose, when a certain manipulative fox was causing troubles around your office? What would be the point of your efforts to independently lead the country?; if you let an extra powerful version of manipulative fox, right into the very center of the country leadership structure? Your constitution republic will become a totalitarian kingdom." As she was lecturing him, she noticed that he had finally realized at least this last mistake. But her eyebrows still twitched. "Unbelievable!" She sighed. "That's like saying: (Making obviously wrong decisions is a necessary condition for someone to be a leader of a larger number of people, so that those people don't get bored?)"
At this moment, the blonde, who had finally caught her breath, remembered who she was talking about. Who the man in front of her was. Why her (favorite?) tsundere was so upset. And the insinuations that included her. At that moment, a blood vein shown on her forehead and after getting to her feet with a help of little Kana, she decided to appear in front of the brunette with a clearly forced smile. "Dear Misaka Swan, first of all; I would like to set the record straight, that the title you slapping at me, by infamous right, belongs to a certain wheelchair user. Secondly..." Her eyebrows twitched. "...I also have certain standards, that I will not go below. One of them is a functioning brain and basic manners." Since the blonde had come so close, violating the brunette's personal space, Mikoto had to use her free hand to prevent Misaki from directly clinging to her while the two of them glared at each other sinisterly.
Shirai, who was just standing there, had an expression as if she didn't care anymore and had lost all interest in doing anything today. This spectacle in front of her was more of an argument between two Level-5s and everything around was just spice for their personal world. The two security guards were in a similar situation.
On the other hand, Roberto Katze had a tearful expression, so to speak, when the arguing girls didn't pay him any attention. From his perspective, it must have looked like the two of them were flirting passionately with each other and he was just there as a catalyst, ready to be throw out when they done with they role-play drama. He did allow himself to remark: "What a wonderful temperament." But both girls admonished him to 'Be quiet!' which suddenly made him want to cry.
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However, the real rescue was not far away... or rather, situation arrived at point when it was necessary to clean up this mess in relationships. A cylinder shaped cleaning robot entered the premises. Without a second though it arrived to the center of event, as if like a direct response to the mischief, watching them. This bot, however, had a rider sitting on its flat head in a sitting position with its legs under its ass, which was none other than a certain maid in training: Tsuchimikado Maika. Those whose attention she did not gain by the appearance itself, the large forehead, or the mechanical sounds that the robot made, she gained by a friendly address when she clapped her hands.
In fact, she called out to them in a teacherly manner, as if she were there to interrupting a play time of her ladies, saying that is the time for other duties. "Hai, hai!! [Okay, okay!] One would have thought, that the missing names on the guest list, belong to those who are notorious for having fun exclusively outdoors." With this quite apt comment, she silenced the troublemakers when it applied to each four of them.
The pair of security guards was moved to the tears with such a simple approach, almost started crying with emotion. But she continued her speech anyway: "There's no doubt, that having a big responsibility is sometimes so stressful that if the chain isn't loosened to let off steam, the whole lid will come off like a rocket. Even though this place is in a sense a playground, you should still be considerate of us who can't keep up the pace with you." She sighed inwardly. "Seriously, servants sometimes have a really hard time taking care of their estate. On the other hand, if you've reached a blind spot in your game, I'd recommend to eat something. I'm referring to a certain restaurant.-- Where you four have a reservation.-- And we waiting for your arrival."
She made a gesture as if to point out the direction they should go, but the cylinder-shaped robot suddenly started to rotate in a circle as if searching for further stimuli. As she hold her smile continued with that gesture, she continue pointing in a random direction as the robot turn.
Mikoto was once again violent and suddenly stopped pushing the blonde away from her, but grabbed the other Level-Five almost by the collar of her uniform and held/pulled her to her body, while still holding to president by other hand. "Wait a minute! Do you really want these two to be in the same room?"
The blonde rolled her eyes around at the question, rather than keeping the sarcastic or sad remark to herself, and looking away from the brunette.
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Except the maid-in-training didn't let herself be pull out from her friendly mood, instead assuming the role of a stern maid, schooling her lady. "The only reason you having a problem with that is, because Shirai is running late, while escorting the VIP to the meeting place."
The redhead completely soured after her body twitched once, putting her hand to her face, face-palming herself, conveying the remark that she could have avoided this mess, if she hadn't been triggered by a certain nonsense,-- (from someone).
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Maika continued. "I can guarantee that our ladies' attention will be fully focused on something else the moment they finally reach the table." Although Shokuhou asked how she knew such a thing, the maid put on a huge smile, putting her hands on her hips, puffing out her chest proudly. "The world would have stopped long ago, if it only had great heroes. Without those who stand outside the spotlight, you would be completely helpless after a while. So don't forget that we are here, too! – a little heroes." Of course, that somehow got under the skin of the fox, who puffed out her cheeks and muttered something under her nose.
Then the maid in training clapped her hands again, shooing away the latecomers, claiming that the others were already waiting for them and that as ladies they should not keep them waiting any longer.
Before Mikoto could say anything to Kane, Maika had already spoken to the little one, saying that her guardian seemed to be pressed for time as well, but she was still patiently waiting until she could say goodbye to her friends.
The little brunette was unaware of the fact that her mother (couldn't get closer?) was standing a short distance away and looking in their direction. It was even stranger when a member of Judgment stood next to her with a bright green ribbon on her shoulder. Kana therefore very hastily grabbed Mikoto's skirt, asking if she really hadn't gotten married yet. To this, Mikoto, with a half-blushed face and a pulsating vein on her forehead, very much controlled her temper by (calmly) answering, that the whole thing with the weekend incident was a big exaggeration. Someone had too much fun a pulled out a big prank. The little girl brightened up, expressing a wish that when Mikoto really gets married, she shouldn't forget that Kana wants to play the role of a bridesmaid with a basket, who will shower her with flower petals on her way to the altar. The older brunette immediately blushed and could only manage to bark 'He- hey!', when the little one was already running to her mother.
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Only now did the Tsundere noticed that the duo, she was still holding by the collars, was silently smiling mockingly, if not outright grinning, at her reaction. With a declaration that she had had enough, she pushed them apart.
But before the honey-haired girl had a chance to fall away on her but, Misaka grabbed her by the palm of her hand and began to drag her towards the restaurant, lest Mental-Out wander off or get up to some more mischief.
It must be said that when the whole group finally moved on, the relief from the bystanders, who were definitely not just (random spectators, Judgment, Anti-Skill, secret service, occasional heroes, or other types of security service and bodyguards), could be felt far and wide.
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[Notes]
-Atrium (Latin) in architecture is an inner courtyard or hall in a Roman house. All other rooms were entered from the atrium. Atrium's were not roofed, the roof around had overhangs with a slope to its center, where rainwater flowed into a pool like tank called impluvium, which in richer houses was represented by a fountain. The opening was covered at noon with a sheet - velarium, which protected from the sun's rays. Together with plants and other aspect, the place was acclimatized even in hot days. In contemporary architecture, the atrium is a large indoor and public space.
-There is a legend about the fountain in the middle of the underground atrium that it is possible to notice when the break cycle is the longest. With the right timing, a daredevil can have enough time for one song, for example. It is rumored that this longer cycle is actually for blowing out the water tubes, and regular auto check up. Thanks to this, it is possible, thanks to the vibrations from restarting the system, to estimate when the right time is for an action like jump out - just at the moment when a geyser will erupt behind you. It should be added that many, fail to time it up and did not succeed in such a cool exit from the stage. Some even got completely soaked.
-Originally in the story, Mikoto line to Kuroko was: "And how many times do I have to catch you out of bed before you finally stop acting out!!?" Since it sounded so meaningful for the case (Misaka-Shirai lesbians route), and tsundere Mikoto wouldn't say that, the bed had to be replaced with a hospital bed. Otherwise, we could have expected a line like from Shirai: "If you want to keep me in bed, you'll just have to be there with me, Sissy." Except saying that line to the face of a raging violent tsundere would mean, she would zap-flash in the atrium, and the proud junior policewoman in training wouldn't allow that.
-Kihara Family – Loosely translated as: (falling leaves from a tree)[They could add (of knowledge) after that translation.] The name itself is made up of the Japanese characters for Tree and Field. This may be a reference to their bloodline having thousands of members. The fact remains, however, that this family of (mad?) scientists who pushing the boundaries, is not only the biggest supporter of Academy City, Alister's allies, but many hold highly influential positions, mostly on the dark side of AC. Due to their disregard for moral principles, the Kihara family serves as a recurring antagonistic force in the Toaru series. Pushing the use of tactics, technology, procedures, and science itself beyond the bounds of common sense and possibility. Some were willing to face not only their own destruction, the destruction of their entire family, but also the city itself. [Quote: "It doesn't really matter what we do, as long as it ensures, that we can play with science."]
-Wheel chaired intercessor, is a certain female Kihara, whose job is to skillfully talk to people and convince them to do (questionable) stuff. Like if they desire to quit AC or some of its (questionable) project; she will convince them to stay and continue their work. The aforementioned wheelchair user actually talked many groups into staying in the city, or participating in certain things/experiments. And she was insanely good at it. She didn't use any Esper abilities, but psychology. That is, until you saw how her harmless little wheel-chair cart turned into something out of a war sci-fi novel.