"Arata chan's ability to lie has improved quite a bit, huh. You clearly see the teacher as a child." Tsukuyomi Komoe jumped up and down angrily, waving her hands. Steam practically rose from her head and her cheeks puffed up in frustration.
She hated being treated like a child. Although her size was indeed extremely deceptive, it was infuriating that people still treated her like a kid even when they knew she was an adult.
"I really did not treat Komoe sensei like a child, I swear. I just wanted to hug you. My emotions have been fluctuating a bit lately and I wanted to calm down with Komoe sensei." Arata raised his hand as if taking an oath, looking somewhat melancholic.
Komoe sensei was very susceptible to this tactic. Comforting and guiding students about their lives and future goals was something she genuinely loved to do.
"Really?" Komoe sensei looked at him with her pink eyes and asked suspiciously.
"Really." Arata nodded seriously.
He was not lying. A lot had happened recently, and even someone like him felt a little lost.
Seeing his expression, Komoe sensei smiled gently and said with satisfaction, "Actually, I have noticed that Arata chan has changed a lot recently. It is not just because you suddenly became a Level 5, right? If you want to talk about it, the teacher will definitely not ignore it."
"Actually it is nothing serious, Komoe sensei. It is just that my mood fluctuates too much lately and I am a little..." Arata crouched down, stretched out his arms, and slowly hugged Komoe sensei.
"I do not know why, but whenever Komoe sensei is here, I feel like my mood becomes calm again."
A faint scent of milk mixed with traces of cigarettes and alcohol drifted into his nose.
Komoe sensei liked drinking milk and also had the habit of smoking a pack of cigarettes every day.
Komoe sensei was incredibly soft. It almost felt like even a little force might hurt her small body.
Komoe sensei's cheeks gradually turned red. Her heart began beating faster, yet she still smiled gently while patting the student who seemed to have experienced something recently and changed quite a bit.
Fortunately there were no other teachers in the office right now. Otherwise she would definitely be laughed at.
But the warm moment did not last long.
Komoe sensei's expression suddenly froze.
"As expected, Komoe sensei is still such a loli. So young. It is really healing." Arata muttered his thoughts unconsciously.
"Arata chan, your teacher will never believe your lies again."
A sweet yet extremely high volume voice rang through the office.
Moments later Arata was kicked out of the office by a furious Komoe sensei.
"Never mind. I will go collect cards today."
Arata shrugged and slowly lifted himself into the air using telekinesis, flying toward the outside of the school.
Just as he flew out of the school grounds, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his head and he quickly landed on the ground.
"Hiss... what is going on?" Arata leaned against a large green tree and covered his forehead.
He took a deep breath. His head felt like it was being hammered by drums and gongs, like a dam bursting open inside his mind.
His telekinetic field suddenly expanded uncontrollably.
Arata was startled.
Could it be that his ability was going out of control?
This was a public street. Even though there were not many people around because it was Monday, it would still be terrible if innocent people were injured.
Crack.
A traffic light nearly three hundred meters away suddenly twisted under an invisible force, releasing a burst of sparks. At the same time the glass windows of a nearby high rise building shattered for no apparent reason.
"System, what is going on?" Arata asked nervously.
"Do not worry, host. Your telekinetic ability has just broken through the Level 5 threshold, which caused your AIM diffusion field to expand rapidly. It will not cause any harm to you," the voice replied inside his mind.
"So that is it..." Arata finally relaxed.
A Level 5 esper possessed an AIM diffusion field many times stronger than that of a Level 4. That was precisely why high level espers could suppress lower level users with the same ability.
For example, Misaka Mikoto, as a Level 5 Electromaster, was almost immune to direct electrical attacks from any other electromaster in Academy City. Her powerful AIM diffusion field would directly override the opponent's field.
"So I have finally become a true Level 5. No longer just a title without substance." Arata thought excitedly.
His telekinetic field continued spreading outward until it reached a radius of nearly one kilometer before finally stabilizing.
Within that radius countless panes of glass shattered inexplicably.
The strange phenomenon quickly caused panic.
All telekinetic espers within that area felt extremely uncomfortable.
Even when a Level 5 used their ability unconsciously, espers with the same ability nearby would feel the pressure, almost like being secretly observed.
His understanding of telekinesis was no longer vague and obscured like before.
Now the concept was engraved clearly in his mind.
"Personal Reality" was essentially one's own interpretation of "common sense." Espers used this personal reality to distort the world's natural laws and impose their own rules upon reality.
That perception had now become frighteningly clear.
It was completely different from when he was only Level 4.
He could now even perform extremely delicate operations on objects as small as electronic components.
He even suspected that lifting an entire school building would be possible.
"This... this is true Level 5 telekinesis." Arata could not help marveling at his new power.
"System, can you calculate my current strength based on the previous data?" Arata asked while suppressing his excitement.
"Ding. Range 1620.3 meters. Maximum controllable mass 96.36 tons. Minimum control level electronic scale."
"The range increased by nearly five times. The controllable mass increased by more than ten times. And now I can even perform micro level operations."
Arata rubbed his still aching forehead and raised the corners of his mouth.
Then he noticed the surrounding skyscrapers whose windows were shattered everywhere.
This must be an act of God.
It was not me.
It has nothing to do with me.
I definitely cannot afford the compensation anyway, and only an idiot would admit responsibility.
If anyone wants compensation they should go ask Aleister.
"Time to collect cards."
Arata casually lifted himself into the air again with his hands in his pockets and opened the virtual map to search for the locations of the cards.
Halfway through the flight he took out his phone and checked the messages and missed calls.
They were from Ruiko, Uiharu, Wanai Kinuho, and Awatsuki Maaya.
Everyone had been worried about the incident during his ability test. News about it had already spread across Academy City's online forums.
He replied to each of them, explaining that he was fine. He had not expected so many people to worry about him.
Then again, it made sense. They were all rather sensitive girls.
"Honestly, even though Academy City has plenty of disgusting things hidden beneath the surface, I still cannot help but like this place."
Arata put away his phone, looked at the marked card locations on the map, and smiled.
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