It had been three days since Mikoto arrived, and for those three days, Lin Luo had barely left the house, save for essential shopping trips, as his current physical condition made it quite inconvenient. Of course, even before this, he rarely went out unless something important came up.

But this kind of existence was driving Mikoto absolutely stir-crazy. She enjoyed video games, certainly, but that didn't mean she wanted to be cooped up indoors all the time. This felt no different from being imprisoned. So, she strongly insisted that Lin Luo take her out for a stroll.

Truthfully, this insistence stemmed from the fact that Lin Luo was currently the only person who gave her any hope of returning to her original world. Otherwise, given her temperament, she wouldn't have bothered asking Lin Luo for permission; she would have already left on her own.

Lin Luo hesitated. It wasn't that he wanted to restrict her freedom, but Mikoto’s origins were… problematic. If she just walked out like this, it would undoubtedly cause a massive stir. Even if no one believed she was the genuine Railgun transported from a 2D world, if certain doujinshi creators caught sight of her, they would absolutely try to get her on camera!

And at that point, considering Mikoto's tsundere nature—her tendency to discharge electricity wildly whenever she got angry—Lin Luo could hardly imagine the terrifying consequences that might ensue…

Yet, what Mikoto said wasn't entirely unreasonable. Staying locked up at home was simply too boring. A shut-in life without GAL was no life at all!

After considering it for a while, Lin Luo finally agreed to take Mikoto out. Of course, to avoid attracting unwanted trouble, Mikoto would have to disguise herself thoroughly before leaving.

"Disguise? Is there something wrong with how I look right now?" Mikoto felt deeply annoyed. Was she really that unsightly?

Lin Luo tried to soothe her. "There’s nothing wrong with it, but if you want to wander around comfortably, you’d best do as I say."

Mikoto sighed, waving her hand in resignation. "Fine, fine. Whatever you say. If this continues, I’m going to suffocate!"

"First, your clothes. You don't need to change the top, but you must wear a jacket outside, and you need to put on long pants. Most importantly, though, is your face. That hat you have is good, but it’s not quite enough. You really need to wear sunglasses."

Finally, after nearly an hour of fussing, Lin Luo rummaged through his old clothes, finally dressing Mikoto in a completely new look… though perhaps "a completely old look" was more accurate.

The current Railgun: Her upper body was encased in a short jacket, the color already slightly yellowed, missing a button on the chest… For bottoms, she wore a pair of jeans. Lin Luo didn't have many spares, but it didn't matter—ripped clothing was in fashion now, right? A couple of snips, and the length was perfect.

On her head, it was the hat plus sunglasses. This way, Mikoto’s true appearance was completely hidden.

As for her hair color, Lin Luo figured that could be ignored. Nowadays, so many people dyed their hair—rainbows of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple covered the streets; Mikoto wouldn't be the odd one out.

"What is this outfit supposed to be? Am I in a gang or a homeless person?" Mikoto stood before the mirror, utterly crestfallen.

"No, no, I think it’s very fashionable. It has the vibe of Brother Sharp," Lin Luo gave her a thumbs-up.

Mikoto shot him a glare, then asked with a slight curiosity, "By the way, where did you get these clothes?"

"Oh, these are what I used to wear," Lin Luo answered without thinking.

"You used to?" Mikoto looked at Lin Luo, who stood half a head shorter than her (Lin Luo’s height at Mikoto’s age: 145cm), a storm of questions brewing in her mind.

"Alright, let's drop these irrelevant matters. I don't like wasting time. Progress is already too slow; we've been here so long and haven't even taken down a single low-level mob."

Taking a girl shopping wasn't a first for him, but where should they go? How should they shop? This was a serious issue for Lin Luo. At least in the past, he never had to consider these things, because there were always quest markers—a click of the mouse and the character automatically arrived, fast and cheap… Oh, that was in the game.

Although Railgun was a young lady, she lacked the sense of entitlement that came with it. The high-end, fashionable, and overtly feminine places were likely not to her taste. Besides, even if she liked them, he didn't have the money to take her there.

Overall, Railgun was just a little kid; she liked wearing childish underwear, and her psychological age certainly wouldn't exceed eight. So, where did children under eight like to go…?

An amusement park? A zoo?

Both sounded decent, but before deciding, he had to consult her opinion. Even the smallest child has human rights!

"Railgun, where do you want to go for fun?" Lin Luo had originally planned to take a car, but Mikoto insisted on walking to see the sights. Lin Luo didn't refuse. They were currently walking down a busy street. Although Mikoto’s disguise drew attention—with a 100% return rate for glances from passersby—this world lacked nothing except perhaps common sense, so it didn't draw overly excessive scrutiny.

"Whatever. I’m not familiar with this world anyway," Mikoto replied carelessly.

Whatever? Good, very powerful. This was absolutely one of the most difficult requests in the world.

Lin Luo simply suggested, "Then let's go to the amusement park. The zoo is also nice, but I suspect animals might not take kindly to your constitution."

"That works," Mikoto murmured absently. Her interest seemed low; her eyes darted around, as if searching for something.

Lin Luo felt frustrated, thinking: What is Railgun doing? If she has no interest in having fun, she might as well stay home and save my energy… and money.

"This world seems much more backward than the one I came from," Mikoto suddenly remarked after they had walked for a while.

"You only just noticed? I thought you knew that long ago," Lin Luo said verbally, but in his heart, he thought that it wasn't that backward. Technology was advanced, the world was deep; who knew how many mysteries were hidden beneath the surface? Maybe even intelligent robots had been built by nations. The difference in dimensions, however, was real.

"Last time, I only used my abilities to check up on the general knowledge of this world; I wasn't interested in anything else," Mikoto explained as they walked.

Is that so? Then you really lack the awareness of a protagonist who crosses worlds, not even wanting to dominate this world and build a harem… Ah, forget the harem; that's gross!

"Of course, I also checked intelligence regarding spacetime travel, but most of it was in novels. Sigh, there are so many daydreamers in this world," Mikoto sighed profoundly at this point.

Well, there’s nothing to be done about that. Who told you there are so many shut-ins in this world? More shut-ins means more fantasies. But speaking of which, you've read novels too, Railgun? You’re really keeping up with the times. I just wonder if you’ve ever read any Railgun doujinshi?

Once they were outside, Mikoto seemed to become sentimental, offering gossipy commentary on this third-dimensional world, occasionally injecting a lyrical phrase, appearing like a detached sage.

Lin Luo couldn't tell what she ate wrong to become so high-class all of a sudden.

Faced with this version of Mikoto, Lin Luo felt it was better not to engage in conversation, just acting as a loyal audience member. Internally, however, he was constantly retching—every sentence Mikoto spoke prompted a gag from him.

While retching, they unknowingly arrived at their destination.

The amusement park before them wasn't exactly luxurious, but its facilities were mostly complete. The cost of two tickets, featuring the portrait of Chairman Mao, gave Lin Luo a sharp twinge—that was half a month’s living expenses. If he couldn't earn five points of Favorability here, it would be a total loss.

But seeing Mikoto’s placid expression, Lin Luo wryly thought that as long as the Favorability level didn't drop, this outing would be a blessing from heaven.

P: Damn it, all three pictures I tried to upload failed. Too tragic… Also, please vote for me.

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