What was she thinking?
Natsu Sonoko gazed at the Dorm Supervisor with an intensely serious look, but the irrepressible smile and joy on her face betrayed what she was really feeling.
Whether she had the capability of a Level 5 or not, this was an opportunity she absolutely couldn't pass up. Worst case scenario, she could just borrow so computational power from Reiko.
Her mind didn't even entertain the option of refusing. In almost no ti, she had decided. She was going to take this assessnt.
"Miss Supervisor, I've decided I want to take the assessnt. This is the result of careful consideration," Natsu Sonoko declared, nodding vigorously like a chick pecking at rice, bobbing her head seven or eight tis in quick succession.
"I see. Here is your dical examination form," the Supervisor replied, handing over a stack of docunts and a pen, her tone quite stern.
"All the information is already filled in. You just need to sign it. After signing, it will be submitted for archiving and kept by a designated research institute. They will contact you for subsequent check-ups, which will likely coincide with your next scheduled physical."
"Okay," said Natsu, taking the docunts and studying them carefully.
Opening the cover, the second page featured a photo of her face, her distinctive bun taking up nearly a third of the picture.
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[Na: Natsu Sonoko]
[Father: Natsu Ryunosuke; Mother: Natsu Tomoyo]
[Place of Birth: Shinjuku Ward, Tokyo]
[Age: 12]
[...]
[School: Private Tokiwadai Middle School]
[Ability: Thermal Control (Heat Manipulation)]
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After reading through the extensive personal information, Sonoko realized the record was even more complete than she'd expected. It felt less like a simple dical form and more like a detailed dossier, docunting her life, studies, and ability developnt since her arrival in Academy City.
She could barely rember when she first beca a Level 1, yet it was clearly recorded here—not just the test results and evaluations, but even the na of the examiner from back then.
Reading through the form was like reviewing her own life. A strange feeling washed over Sonoko, a sense of how quickly ti had flown. In the blink of an eye, she was already in middle school.
Finding no issues with any of the terms, Sonoko uncapped the pen and scrawled 'Natsu Sonoko' with dramatic flair.
The four characters were utterly unremarkable, looking like the most common font found online, but she pressed down so hard with the pen it nearly tore through the paper.
"All filled out," Sonoko said, looking up and handing the docunts back.
"Hmm, the handwriting is quite neat. Much better than so students'," the Supervisor remarked, glancing at the form and giving a slight nod.
"But let be perfectly clear. Regardless of whether you pass the assessnt and obtain the Level 5 position, there is one thing you must always rember."
"Do not expect a Level 5 to receive any special privileges within the dormitory. Everything remains the sa. If you break the rules, the punishnt will be no different. Do I make myself clear?"
The Supervisor's authority was palpable. A sharp glint flashed behind her glasses as she adjusted her black fras, her presence growing sowhat ominous.
"Understood! I will strictly abide by all school and dormitory regulations. I absolutely won't cause you any trouble, Miss Supervisor," Sonoko said urgently, her face the very picture of earnest seriousness.
"Good. I hope you won't disappoint , Natsu-san," the Supervisor said, gathering the docunts and standing up to leave.
She paused mid-step, then suddenly turned back, her expression softening into one of encouragent. "Oh, and Natsu-san, do your best on the assessnt."
On the street, Natsu Sonoko carried several large and small bags, clearly having just co from the supermarket.
The hot pot party—ahem, the study group—at Saten-san's place was tomorrow.
Impatient, Sonoko had gone ahead to buy the ingredients early.
Though her mind was still occupied with thoughts of the Level 5 assessnt, her mood had begun to relax. The assessnt was still days away; right now, there were more imdiate matters to attend to.
She ntally listed the important recent events, counting them on her fingers.
The study group, the assessnt, school starting soon, the cellular adjustnts for the Sisters, and, oh right, looking after Reiko.
Not long ago, they'd also received an email from Nunotaba-senpai, which Misaka-san had gotten too. It said the plan to implant the emotional program had failed.
The original idea was to use the mories of a single Sister to upload emotional data into the Misaka Network, thereby affecting all the Sisters. But it seed they had encountered interference from a higher-level entity.
Only Misaka 19090, who was still in the cultivation pod and received the program directly, had a successful implantation.
The emotional program itself was still intact; they could still implant it into each Sister individually, but that would consu a massive amount of ti and effort.
According to Senpai, bundling the emotional program implantation with the Sisters' cellular adjustnts was the more practical approach.
She had already prepared to join the cellular adjustnt work.
anwhile, the awakening of the Sisters was in full swing. Over the next few weeks, the Sisters would be awakened one after another. Most would be sent outside the city for their cellular adjustnts, but a significant number—at least five hundred—would remain in Academy City.
Sonoko could already imagine the future scene: Sisters gathered in groups on the streets, calling out "Misaka!" and having hundreds of heads turn at once.
Her train of thought was broken by the weight of the bags in her hands, which were filled to the brim with her 'spoils of war.'
Takoyaki, beef balls, siu mai pork dumplings, and shrimp balls were just the basics. She also had tofu, tempura, lamb skewers, and similar fare.
As for vegetables, she'd only picked out potatoes and tomatoes.
With her haul so plentiful, Sonoko's anticipation for the hot pot party grew even stronger.
Thanks to her successfully approved outing request, the originally scheduled duo cleaning duty in the dormitory cafeteria tomorrow had been graciously postponed by the understanding Supervisor.
"Natsu-chan! Fancy running into you here!"
A petite, pink-haired woman who was a 'legal loli' waved happily at Natsu Sonoko from within the crowd.
"Eh? It's Komoe-sensei!"
Just hearing the voice was enough for Sonoko to guess who it was.
As the saying goes, the pinker the hair, the fiercer the fighter, but Komoe-sensei was the exception, possessing not a shred of aggressiveness.
Turning around, Sonoko noticed a girl in miko attire standing beside Komoe-sensei. A Germanic-style cross hung around her neck, clashing oddly with the Shinto priestess outfit.
A miko who follows Christianity? Probably so new kind of cosplay.
Sonoko felt like she'd seen this girl sowhere before. Wasn't she the one known for her gluttonous appetite?
"Ahem, let introduce everyone. This is Higami Aisa-san, and this is Natsu Sonoko-san. Higami-san is currently staying at my place, so she's my roommate!" Miss Komoe said, pulling Higami Aisa over and smiling at Sonoko.
"Hello," ca the girl's voice, plain and carrying a hint of shyness. The miko-clad girl nodded at Sonoko.
"Hello. May I ask, are you a miko?" Sonoko's eyebrows rose slightly, her eyes widening with curiosity. She was quite intrigued by mysterious professions like that of a miko.
"No, I'm a magician," Higami Aisa shook her head. She produced a stun baton from her hand, pressed the button, and blue electricity crackled through the air with a sizzling sound.
"...Eh? A magician?" Sonoko's gaze was full of doubt. She'd seen magicians before, but none of them used stun batons, especially not the police-issue kind.
"That's correct. I am a magician," Higami Aisa stated firmly.
"Aisa-chan is a hardworking girl. Perhaps you and Natsu-san could beco good friends," Miss Komoe chid in.
"Friends... I would like that," Higami Aisa said, slowly lifting her head. Her black hair cascaded over her shoulders, her long bangs neatly covering her eyebrows. She was a very cute girl.
Her eyes were sowhat lifeless, her pupils slightly unfocused, giving her a bit of a 'dere' vibe.
"I actually like making friends too. Here, this is for you," said the girl with the distinctive bun.
With that, Sonoko pulled a box of siu mai pork dumplings from one of her shopping bags and pressed it into Higami Aisa's hands.
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