“An opportunity to perform… let’s talk about it later,” Lin Wuming said with a wry smile, “We’ve spent a bit too much time here.”
“Ah, indeed!” After being reminded, Misaka Mikoto suddenly realized this point. She quickly checked the time, then showed a “Oh no” expression.
“Don’t worry, Onee-sama.” Shirai Kuroko calmly comforted her, “Everyone knows you’re accompanying Senior Wuming on a tour, so no one will rush you.”
“Huh? Won’t that make us even more conspicuous?!” Misaka Mikoto exclaimed, “No, I must go out and show my face.”
Even if it was just a “burying one’s head in the sand” type of cover-up, Misaka Mikoto had to do it. After all, her skin wasn't thick enough to openly “neglect public duty for private matters.”
“Senior Wuming, I’m sorry to leave you, I’ll come find you soon…” Misaka Mikoto said as she hurried out of the Student Dormitory.
“You shouldn’t run away at a time like this… Onee-sama!” Shirai Kuroko showed a helpless expression, then looked at the others, “Next, please leave first. I’ll take Senior Wuming out with Space Movement last.”
Because some people had already started to notice this Student Dormitory, in order not to waste the effort of this “disguise,” they couldn’t let anyone see Lin Wuming leaving from this Student Dormitory.
After the other girls left one after another, Shirai Kuroko closed the door, then walked to the window, carefully lifting a corner of the curtain to observe outside.
“Very good, there’s no one outside.”
To play the act completely and thoroughly solidify Lin Wuming’s new image, Shirai Kuroko suggested that he simply leave the Seventh District Student Dormitory and re-enter with his new identity.
“Oh, here, take this,” Shirai Kuroko then pulled out a pair of gold-rimmed round glasses from the bag she brought back and handed them to Lin Wuming, “The Drama Club senior said that glasses are the most convenient disguise Item, as they can effectively change the contours of the face.”
Lin Wuming readily accepted and put on the glasses.
Then he instinctively frowned—the prescription was too strong, making him a bit dizzy.
“These are actually the senior’s spare glasses, so they have a prescription,” Shirai Kuroko quickly explained, “But with Senior Wuming’s Nen, you should be able to adjust the refractive index of the lenses, right?”
“You’re right, I’ve already adjusted them to be plano lenses.” Lin Wuming nodded. The moment he discovered the lenses had a prescription, he had already used his Nen to flatten them.
After re-examining him and confirming there were no flaws, Shirai Kuroko stepped forward, grabbed Lin Wuming’s arm, and activated “Space Movement.”
After several movements, the two arrived at an intersection outside the Student Dormitory area.
Immediately after, Shirai Kuroko took out a new invitation from her maid outfit pocket: “Next, please re-enter, Senior Wuming. Please rest assured, I will meet you. Well then, see you later!”
Clutching the new invitation, Lin Wuming shook his head: “I can’t believe I came so early today, only to find myself back at the starting point after all this trouble…”
He then looked down to check his current attire—thankfully, men’s clothing itself has fewer variations, so even though it was a Drama Club costume, it didn’t look particularly strange on him at the moment.
At most, he was just a bit more formal and magnificent than the other visitors.
Adjusting his state, Lin Wuming stepped towards the Student Dormitory area.
And then he was immediately recognized.
Because at the entrance of the Seventh District Student Dormitory, in addition to the girls responsible for welcoming guests, there were also two Guard Teachers maintaining order.
Huangquanchuan Aisui and Tie Zhuangzhui Li.
Leaving Tie Zhuangzhui Li aside, Huangquanchuan Aisui was Lin Wuming’s Guardian, with whom he had spent nearly three years. How could she not recognize him just because of a simple disguise?
However, Huangquanchuan Aisui immediately realized what was happening, so she didn't expose Lin Wuming’s disguise, only pretending not to know him.
Lin Wuming nodded to her, then showed his invitation and entered the building.
“Whose young master is that?” Tie Zhuangzhui Li indeed didn’t recognize Lin Wuming. “It’s the first time I’ve seen a visitor dressed so formally.”
“Cough cough,” Huangquanchuan Aisui cleared her throat twice, “You’ll know later. Don’t get distracted. If anything happens here, it could easily escalate into a major incident.”
“That’s true,” Tie Zhuangzhui Li agreed deeply, “After all, those wearing maid outfits today are all genuine young ladies.”
Despite the disguise, Lin Wuming, in his splendid formal attire, still attracted attention in another way.
Fortunately, Shirai Kuroko appeared in time and skillfully led Lin Wuming away from people’s gazes.
Soon, Misaka Mikoto and Shokuhou Misaki also gathered, forming a considerable group in the corridor.
“It really does require appropriate Suggestion,” Shokuhou Misaki said, waving her remote control, “Otherwise, just by seeing him walking with us, Senior Wuming would still be recognized, wouldn’t he?”
Because the only boy who could act together with Misaka Mikoto and Shokuhou Misaki could only be Lin Wuming.
However, Shokuhou Misaki didn’t go too far. According to Misaka Mikoto’s theory, she also didn’t want to ruin today’s rare visiting experience.
Shokuhou Misaki would only intervene to drive away those who tried to disturb them.
As for the maids who were observing “the show” but didn't interfere, Shokuhou Misaki didn’t care.
And for Lin Wuming, being surrounded by a crowd meant there wasn't much sense of participation to speak of.
However, Lin Wuming didn’t care. For him, this “Summer Festival” was primarily about participation, and the specific content of the visit was secondary.
In this situation, observing the reactions of the girls around him seemed more interesting.
Just as Lin Wuming’s group was chattering lively, the atmosphere suddenly cooled down.
Because Misaka Mikoto and Shirai Kuroko, who were acting as tour guides and the main explainers, suddenly fell silent, as if their throats were choked.
They saw a young woman in a professional suit walking towards them from the other end of the corridor, accompanied by five or six children under ten years old.
This was precisely the person Misaka Mikoto and Shirai Kuroko respected the most—the Dorm Supervisor of this Seventh District Student Dormitory.
The Dorm Supervisor’s glasses reflected a cold light as she quietly looked at them.
Misaka Mikoto’s smile had completely frozen, and she seemed to have turned to stone.
The Dorm Supervisor’s gaze swept over the others, finally resting on Lin Wuming.
“Misaka Student.”
“Yes, I’m here!”
The Dorm Supervisor sighed softly: “Although it’s a bit of a damper, I hope you don’t forget your responsibilities.”
“Yes… yes! I’ll go prepare right away!” Misaka Mikoto said sullenly.
Today, she was not only a “maid” who needed to entertain visitors, but she also had to perform on stage later, so she really couldn't be too careless.
As if thinking of something, the Dorm Supervisor asked again: “Oh, by the way, Misaka Student, do you have a younger sister?”
