The transport vehicles slowly drove into the research institute. Watching as the medical staff carried the children inside one by one, Kiyama Harumi still found it hard to calm her emotions.
Finally, all her efforts until now had been for this moment. Thankfully, she had not given up.
After the children had been placed into the devices one by one, the people arriving afterward stepped forward to offer Kiyama Harumi their congratulations.
"Congratulations, Kiyama-sensei," Misaka Mikoto said with a smile.
"Now the students can all wake up, right?" Uiharu Kazari said wistfully as she looked at the children gathered together.
"..." Shirai Kuroko said nothing, but her gaze drifted uncertainly toward Saten Ruiko and Rod, who stood together off to one side.
Shirai Kuroko's sharp observational skills vaguely picked up on something strange. The distance between those two seemed neither too close nor too far, as though they might press together at any moment.
Saten Ruiko's expression was slightly stiff, as if she were deliberately holding something back.
"Hm? What is it, Shirai? Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something strange on my face?" Saten Ruiko asked in confusion, scratching her head.
"Nah, it's nothing." Shirai Kuroko shook her head slightly in denial, then turned away.
Yet she decided to keep watching the two of them.
"Phew..." Saten Ruiko let out a breath as though she had narrowly escaped disaster. Then she looked toward Rod, playfully blinking her beautiful eyes. This feeling was unexpectedly nice.
Rod responded with a mischievous grin and quietly gave Ruiko's pert little butt a light pat.
A blush once again appeared on Ruiko's pretty face. She irritably slapped away Rod's wandering hand and glared at him as if she were furious.
Ruiko only felt that indescribable sensation growing stronger, her calves