"...Please support..."
"Didn't I tell you to wait for me?"
"I was only walking slowly. You were the one who was too slow."
Shokuhou Misaki spoke with a proud look on her face. "My esper ability isn't some barbaric method like yours. I watched that tug-of-war match. It was far too crude, except for that last part, which was barely passable." The commotion from that match had been huge, so naturally Shokuhou Misaki had watched it as well. She had been deeply envious of Chen Fan's monstrous strength, and the scene had shaken her to the core.
"No, no! That was a masterpiece of art!" Chen Fan said, waving his hand in denial.
"Huh? Art? I can't see any artistic quality in it at all."
Chen Fan smiled. "That's because you have no artistic sense."
Shokuhou Misaki was instantly so angry that she resembled a furious little hen. Someone actually dared to deny her artistic sense—especially a barbarian like him. It was utterly unacceptable. Just as she was about to retort, a security officer spotted them and walked over.
"Who are you two? Leave at once. This is not a place ordinary students or outsiders are allowed to enter." The guard held a machine gun in his hands.
Shokuhou Misaki pressed the remote control in her hand at him, and cross-shaped starlight appeared in the guard's eyes.
"Open the door," Shokuhou Misaki said.
"Yes! We've been waiting for you for a long time." As he spoke, the guard opened the door for Shokuhou Misaki and Chen Fan.
Chen Fan and Shokuhou Misaki walked inside. Shokuhou Misaki asked, "Where is Kihara Genshi? Lead the way."
"Yes!"
Shokuhou Misaki looked at Chen Fan smugly. "See? Isn't my esper ability much more useful than yours? I can capture Kihara Genshi myself. You should