The Bad Works of Comics

"Misaka belongs to this talented girl!"

On the side, Haruna took out her magic armor refiner, the pink chainsaw, out of nowhere.

"Although I am cute and lovable, I am the one who invites death..."

The spell was recited by Haruna at once.

With the bright pink light, Haruna suddenly transformed into a girl in uniform.

"Haha, this genius girl can finally transform into a magic costume girl, you can't stop me from getting that Misaka this time!" Haruna smiled happily.

That was the smile of a beautiful girl.

If there is no chainsaw in hand, it is a smile that can almost fascinate everyone, and Haruna declares to the last work like this.

"Misaka, you can only belong to this talented girl..."

"Occupying Misaka-sama is an unforgivable act." Sera's eyes glowed red threateningly.

"Yu doesn't agree either."

Yu also said.

"If it turns out to be like this, it will be a matter of victory and defeat. Beauty is only worthy of the strong."

Haruna said imposingly.

"Okay, let's compete with each other."

Sera raised her sharp blade and nodded in agreement.

"I also want to join in this battle, fighting for the one I like." Yu suddenly said uncharacteristically.

Huh?How could Yu know how to speak, why did Misaka feel a sense of disobedience.

Surprised by the last one.

The terrifying Shura field has a sense of sight.

The last work can't help but put your head in your hands. I don't understand that Misaka is the unfolding of a magical horse. God, what happened to Misaka?

"Secret technique, Feiyan Slash."

"Look how powerful I am, a girl in magical costume."

"For Misaka, I will do my best."

The girls rushed forward and started fighting.

Suddenly, the pink magic radiated.

The Last Work stared blankly at the girls who were fighting fiercely in front of them.

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At this moment, The Last Work suddenly woke up.

What caught my eye was the familiar ceiling, so did Misaka return to the real world?

I looked at the quiet room.

The head is confused to recognize everything.

A few seconds later, The Last Work knew that he was lying on the bed in his room.

It turned out that the scene where Haruna and the others kissed together just now was just a dream, why did Misaka feel a little bit disappointed.

The Last Work moved slowly and sat up straight.

The sky blue pajamas were already wet with sweat, revealing the fair skin underneath.

It seemed that Misaka was sweating a lot involuntarily because of a dream that made her blush and heart throb.

The last work touched the sweaty forehead, really...

How could Misaka...have such a dream?

I couldn't help but feel a dryness on my face.

What a shame!Don't think about it, Misaka, don't think about it!

The Last Work patted his face lightly and sighed.

Then, looking out towards the gap in the curtains, a few rays of sunlight came through the window.

Glancing at the alarm clock on the counter next to him, the time displayed on it was almost six o'clock in the morning.

It was rare for Misaka to wake up so early, because Misaka couldn't sleep anymore.

Thinking of the kissing scene with Yu in the dream just now, Misaka's heart jumped like a deer.

"Huh..." The Last Work sighed deeply, and muttered, "Could it be that Misaka fell in love with Yuu?"

Then, she reached out to pick up the hairpin beside the bed, and straightened the bangs that fell on her cheeks.

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Chapter 109 Chapter 77 Delicious Cuisine? Or Dark Cuisine?

After combing the last work in the bedroom, I let out a cute breath and went downstairs.

Really, why does Misaka have the dream of kissing with Yu... Could it be because Misaka thinks about it every day and dreams at night? In this way, Misaka wants to be with Yu... No, no, Misaka That's not Misaka, isn't it...

Thinking about it this way, the last work has just arrived on the first floor.

A sound of pots and pans immediately attracted her attention.

Then, she was surprised to find that Haruna was in the kitchen, not knowing what she was doing.

Does it really make Misaka feel weird?

There was someone who got up earlier than Misaka, and it was Haruna.

The Haruna that Misaka knew was definitely not so diligent. Misaka must have seen a fake Haruna.

"Haruna, good morning, Misaka said hello."

"Hey, it's you, Misaka!" Haruna turned her head and said to the last work, holding a row of eggs just taken out of the refrigerator next to her.

"By the way, why did you wake up so early?" Misaka Misaka asked with her head tilted.

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Today, Haruna is dressed in a feminine way, with the words "I am the best!" written in black on a white t-shirt on her upper body, and a pair of dark blue jeans on her lower body.

"~ I was woken up by the horrible alarm clock, my forehead still hurts so much."

Haruna rubbed her forehead while talking.

That's it!

"That was a really bad experience, Misaka said."

By the way, it's a strange anti-human alarm clock that only Two-dimensional can have.

As long as the set time is reached, Didi will cry first, and if you haven't gotten up yet, after five seconds, a chick will appear above the alarm clock.

This little chicken will swell into a big rooster about one meter in just three seconds, with a sharp beak, it will peck down on the girl who is sleeping late below.

That was a really painful picture.

After the baptism of severe pain, the girl must have no sleepiness, so she got up naturally.

Why do I, the narrator, want to mention this alarm clock, because this year is the year of the rooster, so everyone understands!

"However, what are you doing now, Haruna? Misaka asked strangely."

"Of course I'm making breakfast dishes!" Haruna said straight to the point.

"Huh? Are you cooking?" Last Work was surprised, and then asked, "Misaka remembers that Ayumi Aikawa made the breakfast? Why are you?"

"Of course I did it." Haruna nodded, then frowned, thought for a while, and said,

"Ayumi Aikawa is that landlord man you mentioned, Misaka?"

"...Ah! Yes! Misaka nodded."

The last work sighed, Haruna generally has no memory of people's names, and likes to use her own specific address.

For example, when we met for the first time, I called myself a devil baron girl, Sera called a vampire woman, Yu was a necromancer, and Ayumi Aikawa was the landlord. Weird title.

In other words, Haruna is really a girl with a lot of nerves, she is not what she calls a genius girl, Misaka thought inwardly.

"That guy, because he was stunned by you last night, he just woke up, and there was no food in the refrigerator, and he was going to be late for school, so he ran out in a panic, and asked me to cook."

"Is that so? Misaka knows."

After all, for Ayumi Ayumi, a high school student, the time in the morning is very precious.

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"Eggs and oil are ready, the next step is to use the simplest ingredients to make the most confident omelet deliciousness of this gifted girl!"

Saying that, Haruna picked up the apron on the hook on the side, and put it on in an orderly manner.

A beige-colored home apron, the laces cross Haruna's back in an X shape, and then tie it around the slender waist in a butterfly-like shape, while the skirt part of the apron is divided into two at the back. The curvy buttocks can't be hidden.

How should I put it, wearing an apron has the feeling of a gourmet girl.

At this moment, the last work suddenly thought of one thing, that is, can Haruna make breakfast dishes?

Didn't this guy say he can't cook last time?

In the end, Zhiruo looked at the girl in front of him suspiciously.

At this time, Haruna also noticed the distrustful eyes of the last work, and asked, "Why are you looking at me with that kind of eyes, Misaka?"

"Although I'm sorry, but Misaka Misaka still thinks it's better for you not to make dark dishes." Looking at the girl in front of her, Last Work said meaningfully.

"Do you think this genius girl is that vampire with a ponytail who can't do anything and cooks like an idiot?" Haruna said proudly with her small chest up.

"Isn't it? Misaka retorted immediately."

"Of course not! I am very confident in my omelet, and it will definitely make your tongue roll!"

"Hey, is it really that powerful? Misaka can't wait to taste it, but Misaka's heart is still a little beating."

"Hmph, you'll find out later."

Saying so, Haruna proudly prepared what she thought was delicious.

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The next moment, Haruna was busy in the kitchen.

First of all, she put the round frying pan on the stove with medium heat, added a little oil in the frying pan, after heating, turned to medium-low heat, and then, Haruna poured the oil just enough to cover the surface of the pan without haste. of egg liquid.

The coherent movements made Haruna's cooking look decent, but Misaka still remained skeptical about the taste... The last work secretly thought aside.

After Haruna shook the egg liquid in the pot evenly, and when the egg liquid solidified, she slowly rolled it up from one end of the pot, which is the end far away from her front, and used the shovel and chopsticks to make it together.

After a while, Haruna poured another layer of egg liquid into the vacant part of the pot, covered the pot surface thinly, and then rolled it to the other end of the pot.

In this way, repeat it several times until the egg liquid is used up, and a long strip-like omelet is formed.

There is a saying that a serious woman is the most beautiful, and it is just right to describe Haruna at this time.

The Last Work watched Haruna who was making an omelet in full swing.

Maybe it's because in the high-temperature environment of the fireworks in the kitchen, Haruna's face was flushed, and beads of sweat, like white pearls, slowly rolled down the girl's smooth cheeks and graceful collarbone...

Misaka can tell that Haruna is very happy, enjoying the joy and pride of cooking. This is the nature of girls!