DreamersGN Chapter 247
Chapter 247
Chapter 247 Liu Bei Library!!
At this time, the school city was in the city.
Seventh school district.
A Chinese restaurant that can be found everywhere.
Since it is not yet time for dinner, the seating rate is not very high.
But even so, the back kitchen of the restaurant is still busy.
The reason is the silver-haired nun brought by Misaka Mikoto.
On the table were a pile of empty plates, each licked clean.
It was not Misaka Mikoto, who had already eaten the five of them, but the silver-haired nun she had met in the Theological District that night.
The last work opened her mouth and looked at the silver-haired nun in shock, and in a moment her eyes were filled with adoration.
“I’m done eating.”
Licking the rest of the oil and water like a dog licking the plate, the silver-haired nun touched her stomach and nodded with satisfaction.
Just when Misaka thought she was finally full, she heard the nun waving at the waiter again.
“Trouble another one.”
“……”
Misaka’s body shook completely.
She touched her wallet, recalled the balance in the id card, and suddenly 28 was full of bitterness.
What the hell did she pick up and go home!
I already knew that I should have thrown this guy who could only eat to the star-eyed one!
“Ah, Misaka, are you doing well these days?”
Just as Misaka was agonizing over how to spend the rest of the few days, a familiar voice came from her ear.
Looking up, I was shocked to find that the bee-eater, who was dressed in a school uniform like her, was holding her arm and staring at her with a malicious smile.
“Ahh
The bee-eating covered her mouth in surprise and glanced at the silver-haired nun who was still eating, the yin and yang strange opening.
“It seems that Misaka’s big family is thriving.”
“Star-eyes!”
In the face of the ridicule of the bee-eating prayer, Misaka Mikoto immediately pushed back.
“Don’t forget your promise that night, you said you were going to eat the fat times on the spot!”
The resentment accumulated in the past few days has been vented out of the brain.
Misaka Mikoto is not as playful as Bee Eater, but she is an activist and does whatever she wants.
Speaking of this, the tea-haired girl pinched her finger bones and made a crackling sound.
“Or do you want me to help you?”
Her mood was not very good, plus she had not been able to deal with the bee-eating exercise, and now that the other party touched the muzzle of the gun, she naturally wanted to vent.
Hearing this, the bee-eating manipulator’s face changed slightly.
“Wait! Although the agreement is counted, but what I said that night was a miracle, you see this nun is obviously a cute girl, no different from ordinary people, right? So it is not a miracle at all, it should be my victory! ”
Cute girls?
Misaka glanced at the nun.
Is this thing a girl?
It’s a very edible pig, right?
It’s just a girl’s coat.
“You’re saying you won?”
There was an arc of electricity flashing between Misaka’s hair.
“Wait a minute!”
Seeing this scene, the bee-eating man prayed and hurriedly opened his mouth.
She is a typical sports idiot, not to mention that her ability does not work for Misaka Mikoto, so when she sees that she wants to stop talking about martial arts, she immediately changes her mouth.
“Even if we don’t do it this time, none of us owe anyone anything.”
The arc subsided and Misaka sat back down.
After all, she couldn’t really let the bee-eater pray to eat her own fat times.
Seeing this, the bee-eating manipulator also took a seat and sat down next to the last work.
The honey-colored blonde girl stared at Misaka’s side face and felt a little confused about her memory.
The last work reminds her of the dead Dolly.
The reason why she came to Misaka Mikoto three times and twice is precisely because Dowley is a clone of Misaka Mikoto.
Touch the scene, let her love and hate.
“Sister Bee Eater is good.”
The last work is very polite.
“Hmm.”
Hearing this, the bee-eater smiled and narrowed his eyes.
After touching her head, he looked at Misaka and asked in a low voice.
“So, have you found out where this child came from?”
She was referring to the silver-haired nuns.
Although it is difficult to call it a “miracle”, falling from the night over the theological district for no reason makes people wonder if Gakuen City is secretly doing some strange experiments.
“Nothing.”
Misaka shook her head.
“I’ve gone to those churches, and they’ve told me there aren’t any nuns like this.”
In a trance, she recalled the memories of her previous chat group.
Bai Chen seemed to have told her to let himself be careful of the magic coming from the side.
“I suspect she’s the one on the magic side.”
“Magic side?”
Bee-eating exercises pray for beauty and slight crouching.
“Aren’t you supposed to be deceived by this child?” Where in the world is there any magic? ”
She has lived in the world of science and technology since she was a child, and the knowledge she has learned, everything is based on science and technology, magic and so on, which only exists in legends and movies.
“I’ve heard what you said.”
At this time, the nun across the table nibbled a chicken leg and finally spoke.
The nun showed an overly pure smile, and at this moment, the bee-eating Priest and Misaka Mikoto thought she was the real saint.
“First of all, I am very grateful for the care of these days, but as the three of you have seen, I am indeed a person on the magic side, and I am also a clergy of the English Puritan Church.”
“English Puritanism? That’s something. ”
Bee-eating Prayer knows very little about the church, and usually 750 does not notice the relevant information at all.
“It’s a church of God, but don’t confuse us with Christianity and Catholicism.”
While eating, I also explained.
“My name is Indicatus, and my magic name is dedicatus545, so you should understand, right?”
“？？？”
Bee-eating prayed with a confused face.
She looked at Misaka Mikoto and saw that the other party was also full of helplessness.
“She said that to me before.”
“I don’t think it’s a church, but a strange organization like the gathering of bad boys in Gakuen City, who will be condemned by heaven for not believing in God, and then force people to join the brainwashing of strange organizations?”
Bee-eating prays for the fox’s suspicious crooked head.
“It feels like you’re laughing at us.”
Indix’s expression became dangerous, making a grinding sound.
“In short, it’s hard for me to believe that there is any magic in this world.”
Bee-eating prayed or didn’t believe it, she preferred to believe that it was just a child’s imagination.
“Why don’t you send her to the hospital?”
Or let her control Indix’s brain and read her memories?
The bee-eating exercise quickly vetoed the idea.
Even if she is a stranger, she does not easily read the memories of others.
“I think there’s credibility.”
Misaka said.