It's time, people came rushing in from the front door of the main building, I recognized the girl with flowers in her head, her name was Uiharu right? Another taller girl with straight black hair followed, she was not Mii, she was a different girl, a friend of hers? Where's Misaka? I turned my head and almost screamed out loud. She was in a maid uniform! So is the other Tokiwadai students, they stood there passing out papers, maps, and introduction to the place.

"...thank you" I said as I took one from a girl. It's about the different activities they are holding.

"Onee-sama!" I heard Kuroko's voice. A couple of guys went to Misaka, to take one of the papers.

"Hey, you look great! Mind if we take a picture?" One guy asked, trying to hide his greed.

"No, sorry. You can't take pictures here." "Clack! Clack!" A camera flashed. Misaka became impatient.

"I said, no photos..." she noticed Kuroko snapping pictures like a professional photographer, lying down at perfect angles to see Misaka's undies and taking pics.

"Wow! Sissy, you are too much of a tomboy! Stop wearing shorts under your dress! Especially in a maid uniform" Misaka almost snapped right on the spot. She clenched her teeth. An electric shock sprung out and connected with the camera. The camera went out with a buzz, smoke bellowing out. Why is Kuroko so obsessed with Misaka? I felt a little creeped out. Thank God she didn't pay much attention to me. All the guys got afraid and left.

"Misaka-San!" A girl wearing an apron called out to her. "Can you help me with kitchen stuff?"

"I'm coming!" Misaka left to avoid the awkwardness.

More people were rushing in, I wanted to look at some of the activities, so I looked at the paper I took from the girl. I decided to go to the first one. The first one involved making shapes out of very fine sugar fiber, very cool. Tokiwadai seems fun, but I've heard about that it only accepts girls. I took a cupcake, and took a bite. it tasted awesome. It had the egg flavors in it, also other fruits, but all made with fine sugar. What a pity to destroy such beautiful things.

The second activity I been to is an exhibition about the relationship of different factors and how they affect what kind Esper powers a human opens up to, and in what way a human's brain is affected. It is only a basic understanding, and the data only had a weak correlation. It also has a small model explaining how Railgun works, how electric current that flows creates an electromagnetic force to propel a coin three times the speed of sound. The Third activity was a fun one, about different experiments chemistry or physics, some I done before, others I never tried before. My favorite one was making an arc welding device using auto transmitters and car batteries. I wondered around, where did Misaka go? Last time I saw her she went into the kitchen to help with snacks and to escape Kuroko. I grabbed a small coke and walked out of the exhibition, skipping some rooms.

There was an auction outside, selling unwanted items. A young girl just bought a Gekota figure. The next item was a Gekota comic book, immediately, I heard a familiar voice. Shouted out quick before everyone could even rack up the price. It was Kuroko.

"20000 Yen!" Everyone went silent. Why would she go crazy for a comic book? I saw her pervertedly sniff the comic book over and over again, I can already guess why. The comic book belonged to Misaka, she was selling it on the auction. I decided to go with the flow and bought a cool looking pen made out of a real bullet casing.

All this happened in a blur. I sat at the audience. A girl announced an end of the day performance by guess who? Misaka Mikoto! I was surprised, that's where she went. The day finished with a beautiful violin solo performed by Misaka. It was a simple song, but the way she highlighted certain notes and controlled the tone made it sound beautiful. The fest ended at the expected time.

"Good bye!" I said.

"Bye! Thanks for coming." Misaka said back.

The dorm areas were crowded with people leaving, I slowly made my way through. I savoured this day as I prepared to go back to my boring summer.