Just as Asakura Ye was drinking drunk, Misaka and the others had already changed their clothes and led by the person in charge to go to the shooting room. On the way, the girls also started chatting happily and everyone got to know each other.

Following the pace of the person in charge, they walked into a room where there was nothing but lights. Facing this empty thing, the girls who thought there would be countless staff to greet them and others looked around in confusion.

"Nothing?"

"Oh~ Don't Misaka know?" Looking at Misaka's appearance of not knowing anything, Misaka raised his lips and explained happily, "The studio here can change into various different scenes. Didn't you investigate it in advance before you came?" After explaining, she didn't forget to laugh at her mentality of coming directly without knowing anything.

Looking at Mizube's chest, slender waist, and slender hands and feet that were about to emerge because of the swimsuit, she thought she and she should be friendly. Misaka couldn't help but burn a flame called jealousy in her heart after getting along yesterday.

Especially now when she looked at herself with such self-superior eyes, her flames were like countless firewood added to it, burning even more vigorously. ‘Didn’t you learn about this studio by your ability?’ Looking at the backpack she is still carrying, she knew that she had just read the memory of the studio when everyone was not paying attention, and then she knew how it was used.

The person in charge took out a remote control, and as she pressed it, the originally blank room suddenly turned into a sunny beach scenery. Feeling the breeze gently caressing my cheeks, the sun shining softly on my body, the extremely real fine sand under my feet, and the sound of sea water rustled into my ears. It is hard to imagine that I was really just the sighing sound of everyone who was staying in the room.

Zuotian grabbed a handful of sand from the ground. As the movement of her fingers, the sand fluttered in the air with the wind. He looked at the wind and sand in the air, thinking that this was a prop. After the person in charge pressed the button, she appeared under her feet and asked, "Is this a prop?"

"No." The person in charge pressed the button again. The scene around him was no longer as quiet and peaceful as before, but in a lively night market. Their feet were no longer dense sand, but neat concrete floors.

Looking at their surprised expressions, she proudly said, "This is the latest technology of the Academy City." After that, she changed the scene back to the beach just now.

"That...a photographer is a man?"

"Yes."

"Although I know, I'm still a little embarrassed."

After sighing at the reality here, Chuchun asked worriedly. Others also deeply felt her concern. After all, they were invited here temporarily and were not mentally prepared to be faced by the appointed camera.

Seeing that they had already thought of giving up because of their nervousness before they even started, the person in charge shook his head and smiled, "It's all automatic shooting, and the camera can't see it, so please try to keep it natural as soon as possible."

Seeing that they did not want to ask questions, the person in charge walked up to Xibee and stretched out his hand under her puzzled gaze, "In order not to hinder the shooting, can we temporarily keep that backpack for now?"

"...Yes." Hearing the other party's request, Shi Feng was stunned for a moment, then took off his backpack and handed it to the other party.

The person in charge who took the backpack left directly, "Sister..."

"Sorry. Shirai classmate, Misaka and I can have a lot of things to want to 'chat'. Right, Misaka~saka~study~study~study~study~study~study~study~study~study~study~study~study~study~study~study~study~study~study~study~study~study~study

After the person in charge left, Shirai ran to Misaka with a bottle of sunscreen cream. Just when she wanted to help her apply sunscreen cream with her, Meatbee next to her hugged Misaka's arm tightly, letting her arms sink into her peaks, although she quickly broke free from it.

Looking at Shirai who was stunned by her behavior, Meata said to Misaka in a sweet voice. Yesterday, after listening to Misaka's story about dreams, he thought Misaka might continue to dream about the past about Asakuraye, so the two made an appointment to hear her tell the story of the dreams when they met next time.

When they met just now, she caught Misaka's expression looking at Makuraha. It was not as usual as before, but became extremely compassionate. Curious about what she dreamed of to have such an attitude, Megumibee forced her to go under a nearby sun umbrella to listen to her dream last night.

‘Is it possible... Kuroko's biggest enemy is not Wang Yue, nor is she wearing black, but Mizuke... Cao Ke?’ Looking at the backs of the two of them getting farther and farther away, she was as if she was hit hard and kneeling forward. She originally thought that Wang Yue would leave and Akura Ye was not here, so she could have fun with Misaka and the others, but she didn't expect Mizuke to break out halfway.

The two came under the sun umbrella, lay on the beach chair, listening to Misaka telling the dream of last night. Last night she dreamed of two dreams, one before the time travel and the other after the time travel.

The first dream was a dream related to his younger brother. From the death of both their parents, to the fact that he used all his skills to make money to support his family. Although life was poor and tired, both of them lived a very happy and happy life.

But everyone's mentality will undergo countless changes in the process of growing up. As time goes by, they can see smiles on each other's face less and less. From the beginning of falling in love, there are two people in their eyes, and in the end they become like passers-by and indifferent.

But Misaka could still see their guilt towards each other in their eyes. Asakura Ye thought he was embarrassing his younger brother, so he felt guilty. His younger brother felt guilty because he had not been able to share the heavy responsibility for his brother for so many years.

Because they didn't know how to speak, their relationship became increasingly distant. The brother thought that his younger brother would express his troubles as before and then enlighten him. However, he did not know that such behavior made his younger brother think that if he was independent, he could help his older brother share the heavy responsibilities on his shoulders.

My younger brother's departure and his subsequent refusal to answer his phone call, and even said that he had no family, which made Asakura Ye, who was originally holding a glimmer of hope, collapsed instantly and spent his life in a daze.

It was not until more than ten years later that the two met again, when they died.

After listening to Misaka's description, Mizube couldn't help laughing, "I used all my body and mind to take care of a person, but I didn't consider the feelings of that person. Such an ending was entirely due to my own fault."

It was not a joke about the story of Asakura Ha and his brother. She was very envious of their relationship in her heart. Even if she misunderstood the other party, she still had her feelings for each other. She just couldn't agree with their actions. She was obviously thinking about each other, but she was always unwilling to say it out loud, always thinking that he could understand his behavior, otherwise there would be no final separation between yin and yang.

"Well." Although Mai's words were too much, when they saw the two of them meet again, the younger brother tried every means to hope that Asakura Ye would forgive him, but he forgot the promise of Asakura Ye and distorted his brother's meaning. In the end, one lived in the endless abyss of guilt and regret, while the other lost his life in vain.

"If it happened to us, we probably haven't committed irreversible things early in the morning."

"Um."

Those in the authorities are confused, while those onlookers are clear.

Misaka was able to sigh from this because she noticed the details that Makuraha had not paid attention to, which led to her being able to see everything clearly. But if all those things happened to her, she might not have done as much as Makuraha, and maybe she would have committed irreversible things from the beginning.

Shibee expressed her strong agreement with her words, and even as the master of her mind, she dared not say that she knew everyone's inner thoughts.

"Where is another dream?" Perhaps because he didn't want to continue to recall such depressing things, Misaka asked Misaka, but Misaka did not respond to her question. He looked at her in confusion, but saw her red face, which was burned by steam, and her eyes seemed to have seen something that he shouldn't have seen, and she couldn't speak at all.

"You won't see it..." Looking at her blushing face, the Eibe who knew she could not choose the contents of the dream could roughly guess that she saw Asakura Ye doing that kind of thing with his woman. The corner of her mouth raised slightly and looked at her teasingly and said.

"Stop talking." Misaka stared at her with her eyes, telling her not to continue talking anymore. Her eyes slowly moved downwards, staring at the two gazes that were about to emerge, and her body became trembling for some reason.

Knowing where she was watching her, Megumi wrapped her chest with her hands, then deliberately twisted them hard, causing them to vibrate smoothly. Seeing her wide mouth wide because of the vibration of her body, she couldn't speak at all, Megumi smiled and said, "Oh~ Misaka seems to be a brain muscle. Have you sent all your nutrition to the limbs of your body, resulting in the place where you should be absorbed not receiving any nutrition? But your bust seems to have already...."

"Shut up... I don't care about this fat!" Misaka interrupted her angrily, and stretched out her hands to squeeze Mai's chest hard, then she was stunned.

The tight weight felt with both hands, which formed a completely opposite to the softness that could be felt through the swimsuit and the elastic force that seemed to be pushed back. It was obviously grasped by herself but seemed to be sucked in and was deeply enclosed, which made her lying on a beach chair like a salted fish that had lost her dream.

"I said, can you not attack someone else's chest and then fall into despair there?" Looking at her look of being deeply hit and losing her life goal, Bee said with a dark face.
Chapter completed!