As a result, he failed to catch up with Bai Ye this time, failed to let him taste the electric shock meal, failed to ask if the dream last night had something to do with him, and even missed the time to return to the dormitory.

Fortunately, Shirai Kuroko, who can move in space, is here, otherwise he would definitely be caught by that scary dormitory lady and give him a good education.

After taking a shower, I lay on the bed wearing cute pajamas, looking at my right hand and thinking.

Why can you break defenses by concentrating electric current in the palm of your hand?

Is there any relationship between the white night in the dream and the real white night?

Bai Ye has not received ability development, where did his abilities come from?

Is it something like "magic"?

There are too many questions in the girl's heart that need to be answered.

It's a pity that no one can help her.

"Sister, what are you thinking about? Can you hear me?"

"...It's okay."

The junior probably wanted to chat with her, but Misaka Mikoto was not in the mood for the time being and pulled the quilt over herself.

"I'm a little tired today, I'll go to bed first."

"...Yes."

Shirai Kuroko seems a little lost.

But Misaka Mikoto didn't care, she was just a little confused: Will she see that boy in her dream tonight too?

……

The defense on her body was only against ordinary electric shocks, not spells. Although it was a spell Bai Ye taught herself, she didn't expect the girl to learn it so quickly.

Palm thunder is a very common and common spell, and it is not difficult to practice.

The problem is that the girl has no relevant foundation at all before.

"Is that girl very talented in lightning magic?"

Bai Ye had such doubts in his heart.

After thinking about it, I think it may be because she is Level 5 and has strong electric shock ability, so she can use the simple and easy-to-learn palm thunder so smoothly.

"Whether you have this talent or not, you will know just by trying it."

During the day, I was still thinking about whether to find someone else to train me.

The decision now is: not to change.

The young man who made the decision returned to the dormitory and had to give a lecture to the prisoner Aya Uimi before entering Misaka Mikoto's dream.

Umi Aya is waiting in the dormitory. She has already taken a shower and put on her pajamas. She is not wearing her gorgeous-looking dress.

It is quite rare to wear a dress as regular clothes, but it is indeed very beautiful.

Because she was going to stay here for a while, she went back to the dormitory today to move her belongings, including clothes and various daily necessities, and stuffed her suitcase full.

Probably because I used something like air freshener, I can still smell the fragrance when I walk into my room in the white night.

But he didn't pay attention to such small things.

Climb onto the bed and sit cross-legged, then pat the place in front of you with your hands.

"Sit here and let's get started."

"Yes."

……

Misaka Mikoto slept soundly, and there was no sign of dreaming tonight.

But he was still forced into the dream by a certain boy.

Stumped limbs, broken arms, blood, empty eyes, expressions of neither sadness nor joy.

Girls who looked very similar to her were constantly created, and one after another they died of various tortures and killings.

The dream seems very real.

It was so real that her heart was filled with anger, pain and fear.

I couldn't help but take action to stop it all.

"Bili~ bang~"

The blue-white lightning gun shot at the white-haired executioner, but it immediately disintegrated at the moment of contact, just like it hit Bai Ye, but the feeling was different.

Misaka Mikoto didn't think much and continued to attack with anger.

Lightning gun, electromagnetic gun, iron sand sword, falling thunder and the newly learned palm thunder...

But it was all in vain, all the attacks were deflected.

Does it feel like a "reflection"?

The girl still didn't think much, because her heart was full of anger, unwillingness, and despair.

"Boom~!"

The sudden thunder shattered the haze in her heart.

Looking up, I found that the scene had changed. Black clouds were rolling in the sky, thundering, and the colors were different, red and blue, green and yellow, black and white, colorful and dazzling.

Thunder and lightning come in many colors. Normally it is white, but other colors may appear under special circumstances.

This is based on science, mainly based on principles such as refraction of light.

"Boom~!!!"

There was also purple thunder and lightning that suddenly lit up, like a sharp sword cutting through the sky and the earth, and then shot towards her, seeming to want to kill her as well.

Misaka Mikoto subconsciously put her hands in front of her body and closed her eyes.

"Are you going to die?"

The scene was so realistic that she had this thought and completely forgot that she was dreaming.

Death did not come, and the rolling thunder gradually faded away and soon disappeared.

The girl opened her eyes and looked around blankly.

It’s that white scene again last night.

Of course, that young man is also indispensable: Bai Ye.

"Red, blue, green, yellow, black and white, which one do you want to learn?"

"???"

Which one do you want to learn...

Do you mean to ask her to choose one color among the colorful thunders to learn?

Misaka Mikoto recalled the brilliant and dazzling thunder just now.

After thinking in silence for a long time, I finally asked tentatively: "Can I learn them all?"

Bai Ye: "..."

This girl...

I really underestimated her before.

"People's energy is limited. My suggestion is to only learn one type and wait for the others later."

"Only learn one kind..."

What appeared in Misaka Mikoto's mind was the purple thunder that seemed to be about to kill her.

So without thinking too much, I said directly: "Then I want purple!"

"Purple, um, good taste."

The young man praised.

Then he stopped talking nonsense and started to tell her the cultivation method of purple thunder.

Misaka Mikoto could only temporarily give up the idea of ​​asking him for certain questions and carefully remember what the boy said.

Is this a dream? Or is it reality?

Maybe it's true, because she succeeded in practicing the palm thunder last night.

The question is, is there any relationship between the white night in the dream and the white night in reality?

……

This dream seemed to last a long time, because the white night in the dream told a lot of content, and I felt a little mentally exhausted when I woke up the next day.

Sitting on the bed and shaking his head, Bai Ye's words were still very clear and he could recall them word for word.

After sitting in a daze for a long time, he looked at his right hand again.
To be continued...