The time moved slightly to ten minutes before meeting Kamijou Touma again.
This is a very common intersection in "School District 7".
After sending the elementary school students who couldn't find their bearings to the bus station returning to "School District 13", Flanda continued to patrol the area.
The chance encounter with someone just now didn't cause any disturbance. It seems that today will be a good day.
Looking forward to the spiky-headed boy's 'physique' to absorb all the bad luck, Flanda, who was wondering if she should go to the next block, raised her hand to barely block the sun above her head, and swayed her eyes to observe the situation on the roadside.
Well, just wait until the red light ends.
Walking among the pedestrians, Flanda waited silently for the green light on the crosswalk that allowed her to pass.
However.
Just before that.
"Ah, can I take a moment of your time, fellow discipline committee member over there?"
A sweet shout suddenly sounded from behind.
"...?"
Turning her head in confusion, Frenda looked at the source of the "naming" voice.
This is a honey-colored girl who is about the same height as her, but has a little childishness on her doll-like delicate face, who is probably one or two years younger than her.
The uniform is easy to spot, it is the style of the prestigious Tokiwadai Middle School.
But the most distinctive thing is the opponent's special effects and shining eyes that look like a girl's comic.
(…)
(She seems to be...)
Except for the fact that her figure is still 'developing', which is a bit inconsistent with her impression, Flanda has already found her name from countless memories.
The fifth-ranked psychic superpower among the seven Level 5 users in "Academy City".
"...Thank you for your hard work, I hope you can find that cheap and powerful sex man soon, Gui'an☆"
The dissatisfaction of being knocked down was revealed between the lines. The eldest lady of Tokiwadai put the familiar and cheap student mobile phone into Frenda's hand.
Originally, she was planning to take her to the police station along the way, but she happened to see a disciplinary committee member patrolling the roadside, which saved her a lot of trouble.
After flipping her long hair, the starry-eyed girl who completed her 'mission' smiled gracefully and turned around to leave.
Full of lady style.
The subtle honey-like sweetness in the air began to slowly dissipate, maybe this was the real 'girl'.
Flanda, who looked at the other party's retreating figure, shrugged her shoulders, and then moved her gaze to her newly acquired 'props'.
She felt that this phone was really not familiar...
It feels like I just saw it a while ago...
"Phew...!! Great! Finally found it!!"
Yes, the owner of the thing seems to be an idiot with such a voice.
He ran out of the corner and shouted, rushing to Frenda. The hedgehog-headed boy with his legs propped up was sweating profusely and panting heavily.
"Eh……"
Looking at the person coming, the girl with long curly blond hair sighed helplessly.
It seems that there is no need to 'early', I have already found it.
I'm going to be fine today... I shouldn't set this flag for myself...
I just don’t know whether what this guy found is her or the lost object in her hand...
Kamijou Touma earnestly explained the whole story to the girl in front of him who looked at her with a look of "Why is it you again?" He lowered his head and clasped his hands together, sincerely hoping to get her help.
The recovered cell phone also made him unhappy because of a call that could not be answered.
Not long after Kamijou and Frenda separated, he received a phone call that sounded like a 'farewell'.
The target was a Tokiwadai lady named "Mitsubi Aiyu" whom he had helped in the past and trusted as a senior.
After hanging up the call, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the other party's words just now were different from usual. The hedgehog-headed boy wanted to call back and ask, but found that his cell phone was lost during the run.
Without clues, the uneasiness in his heart continued to increase.
In order to prevent his ominous premonition from coming true, Kamijou, remembering that someone had just promised that he could go to her if he had any difficulties, rushed back to the place where he met the foreign girl.
With the guidance of passers-by, he quickly found his target. After all, the blond and blue-eyed disciplinary committee member was still very conspicuous on the street.
"...Well...just a 'tragic' phone call?...I don't even know where she is..."
"Are you sure you're not being used for entertainment? By the way, do you actually know other Tokiwadai ladies..."
Muttering in a low voice, Flanda felt in her heart that this guy was worthy of being called a 'strong man' who could be called a 'pickup artist'.
"Although what she said just now seems to look down on Kamijou-san, she doesn't seem like a girl I know who would make such a joke."
The corners of his eyes twitched, what do you mean by knowing other Tokiwadai eldest ladies? Can't he have friends with eldest ladies?! Besides, he only knows such a eldest lady...
"……All right."
Originally, whether such vague and unsubstantiated statements were reported to the police headquarters or the disciplinary committee's office, the response they received at most was to file for observation.
But Frenda knew the 'specialness' of the young man in front of her.
Since he took the initiative to come to the door with the 'incident', helping students in difficulty is also considered the responsibility of the disciplinary committee, so Frenda naturally has no reason to refuse.
"You have her phone number, right? Use this to call her again."
"oh oh……"
He took out his mobile phone and lent it to the hedgehog-headed boy. Although he was a little strange, he still complied.
After dozens of seconds, the call was connected, but the other party seemed to have no intention of speaking. After hearing Kamijou shouting a few words, he ended the call again.
It's just that for Frenda, all she needs is an outgoing signal. Whether the call can be connected is secondary. Now that it can be connected, it will be easier to find.
You must know that the mobile phone equipped by each "Disciplinary Committee" is special. It is equipped with an R.W.S mode that can read the current information of the IC chip.
After using this as a clue to connect to the large server belonging to the Discipline Committee, the girl with top-level intelligence processing skills quickly determined the location on the other end of the phone.
"School District 21", an artificial lake inside a geothermal power plant.
Around four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun had already started to set.
Standing by the artificial lake of a sparsely populated geothermal power plant, a girl with hair as fluffy as cotton candy stretched out her hands, letting the slightly sad breeze blow through her fingertips.
'He' won't come.
The girl told herself this.
I laughed at 'his' misfortune, but still became 'his' friend.
I laughed and cried in front of ‘him’.
The most important thing is that he was saved by 'him'.
Those are the bits and pieces that belong only to them.
But, it's all over.
This time no one will come to save her.
Looking at the lake with blurred eyes, Aiyu, the honey ant who gave up hope, took a step forward.
The pebbles dangling in her clothes made a sound, as if they were welcoming her to knock on the door of hell.
Finally, the girl closed her eyes and said goodbye to the whole world.
but.
Just in these few seconds.
"...Hey——! Honey ants!!!"
On the other side of the artificial lake, a boy's cry rang out.
Waving his hands vigorously, 'he' who finally arrived here started running hard.
Covering her mouth, the awakened girl saw all this.
After this moment, what happens next actually doesn't matter anymore.
Because this time, Kamijou Touma was not late.
Just to become the "hero" in her heart.
…
The blond girl with long curly hair, who leaned against a tree and put away her cell phone, smiled softly when she witnessed this scene.
Sure enough, the story still has a happy ending.
But this city really doesn’t make people feel ‘bored’. (To be continued)