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Feeling uncomfortable...

Very uncomfortable...

Very uncomfortable...

The left face was numb and itchy, the stinging pain of the nose, the bloody smell in the mouth, and the shaking like an old tram...

"Where am I...is this..."

After the unconscious pass was awakened by the sleeping bag that was swaying back and forth, he slowly opened his eyes a crack, endured the dizziness and vomiting, and asked a familiar figure who appeared in his still quite blurry vision in an extremely hoarse voice.

“You are on your way to the institute.

News from the institute that the experiment will be temporarily suspended before your injury heals, and researchers were also ordered to recalculate the possibility of you evolving into lv6 through this experiment.

Misaka replied with a cold attitude of doing business.”

"Misaka..."

After hearing this very familiar but very unfamiliar surname, the passing brain seemed to have become a little clearer, and the color blocks that could not be distinguished in the field of vision gradually pieced together into the figure of the Misaka girl who had no idea of ​​looking back.

He turned his head with some difficulty and found that he was now being put in a sleeping bag with only his face exposed. From head to toe, there were six girls wearing school uniforms in Changpantai. A brown hair surround him, carrying the sleeping bag like a stretcher or a coffin.

No... Since the one who carries him is a private sters, then the bag that holds him is not a sleeping bag. This is a body bag. It is one of the necessary items to clean up the site after each experiment. The experimental animals that died in the experiment were carried back to the institute in such a bag and thrown into the incinerator to "process" it.

The private sters acted as experimental animals, the private sters are responsible for cleaning the experimental site, and the private sters are still thrown into the incinerator...

He has seen nearly ten thousand rigid dolls with the same face, but he has never seen the original owner of that face... Maybe he has never seen it before.

"Is that right... because I was defeated... and I fainted... so the experiment was terminated..."

In the body bag that should have been filled with Misaka's sister, Yimen closed his eyes, which were still not very accurate in focal length, making his brain, which was "first in the school and the city" clearer.

The previous battle scenes were quickly replayed in front of his eyes like a slide, and finally frozen on a bigger and bigger fist. The punch seemed to directly break the bones of his nose and made him unconscious, but the other party seemed to have done nothing to him afterwards.

Although even when he is sleeping or losing consciousness, the part of his brain that still works will continue to maintain the "reflection" on his body surface, the high school girl who is said to be lv0 can break through his reflex and hit his body with a fist - but it seems to be limited to his right hand.

The man who claimed to be an international student who had not had superpower development and who was still moving faster than the world sprint champion while carrying a person on his back... probably had no way to use his "reflection" ability, so he had to use the right hand of a female high school student to knock him down.

But no matter what, he did lose. The strongest lv5 in the Academy City passed the pass, losing to the ordinary people and the incompetent lv0, and to two slags at the bottom of the Academy City.

But for some reason, there was not much fluctuation in his heart. He was supposed to burn out all the humiliation and anger. He was frozen into an ice sculpture by a cold and indifference that emerged from the deepest part of his heart. He seemed to have become another person, and the failure of one party to pass didn't matter to him at all. Or he originally wanted one party to pass to be defeated, so he could watch the embarrassing appearance of the pass without expression.

Recalculate the possibility of evolution into lv6? Then what possibility is zero from the beginning!

The lv2 level doll that could not penetrate his "vector operation" head-on, even if he killed two million people, it would make no sense - after fighting the man and female high school student with glasses, he had already realized this clearly.

"Hmph... I will pause if I pause. Anyway, I will get my scholarship during the suspension period."

Yifang Pass seemed to be tired of the low-level repetitive labor day after day, and then he shut up and never spoke again. The girls of Misaka, who were responsible for "picking up the bodies", did not say a word to him at first, except for telling Yifang Pass all the news from the institute.

However, this is also human nature. After all, the Misaka girls were tortured and killed 9,844 times by him in various ways. Moreover, because of the existence of the "Misaka Network", every surviving Misaka girl has the complete memory of these 9,844 deaths - including the feelings of death. It would be abnormal if any Misaka girl could happily talk to him with a smile.

"Ah~ Misaka, what a coincidence."

"Huh? Shi, Shibee? You obviously live in the dormitory in the 'School Garden', but you ran to the restaurant in our dormitory to have tea. What's the coincidence?"

As dinner approached, Mikoto Misaki and Satori, as well as the married Photon who lived in the "School Garden", Gunune Kinaba, Soufu Wanbin and other friends, Misaka Mikoto, who returned to her dormitory with Kuroko Shirai, actually saw Fumibe Shokuke who took the initiative to greet her in the restaurant, which made her look surprised.

Although Shokuhou Mizube had already reconciled with her this morning, the relationship between them could not have changed from an old rival to a good friend. Now Mizube has appeared here on his own initiative, and it seems that he was coming to her specifically. Of course, Misaka Mikoto could not be surprised.

"Oh... This morning, you took the initiative to say that if I have any troubles about 'that aspect', I will come to you to discuss it. Are you just saying polite words? That really makes me sad.

Sorry, I was so self-indulgent, I thought... I thought we were already good friends..."

"Ahhhh... OK OK, it's my fault. I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, please don't pretend to cry anymore!"

Although the two sides have reconciled now, Shokuhou Mizube still treats her the same way as before, which makes Misaka Mikoto feel more comfortable and natural.

And I don’t know if she was self-indulgent. She always felt that Shoku Mizube no longer had some inexplicable resentment hidden in her eyes when she looked at her. She no longer implicitly mocked her when talking to her. Even the familiar smirk on the corner of her mouth was full of kindness. She should really want to be friends with her.

Although she didn't know why Shokuhou, who had been targeting her for no reason, immediately reconciled with her after she had a boyfriend, it was always a good thing to have one more friend and one less enemy. Even if Shokuhou had another conspiracy in her heart, she admitted that she was deceived by such realistic acting skills.

"Well... After all, I have done a lot of pranks to you before, and you still can't feel at ease for a while. It's natural for me to come to you, but now I'm here to find you with real serious business."

Amid Mikoto Misaka's helpless apology, Shokuke Mizube dissipated the mist in the eyes of the stars with satisfaction, then raised his hand gracefully and pulled his long fluffy hair that seemed to have just been washed and dried. He avoided the heavy lifting of the seriousness and gently exposed all the evil deeds he had deliberately targeted her with a light "prank" and actually handed over his cell phone.

"This afternoon, when I was visiting the school city with 'that' and his friends, someone in our 'pai's' sns took a photo of your twin sister. Then we were very interested and took the initiative to find her.

But we didn't meet your twin sister along the way, but unexpectedly met a pass in the woods in a deserted park. My 'that' and your high school friend, Senior Sister Shangjo, had a fight with him."

Although Mikoto Misaka really wanted to complain about all the things worth complaining about in the words of Fukuke Mizuna, she immediately threw the complaint into the sky after seeing Fukuke Mizuna's mobile phone screen - there was a very clear photo on Fukuke Mizuna's mobile phone screen, and the person in the photo had a face exactly like her!

"This, this is... impossible! I don't have twin sisters at all!"

There was no need to think about it at all, Mikoto Misaka immediately denied the existence of her twin sisters. However, if you think about it carefully, this kind of thing is actually hard to say.

Especially for a wealthy and powerful family, the daughter who always thought she was an only child, suddenly learned one day that she actually had a bunch of half-siblings outside, isn’t that normal?

Even twin sisters born to the same father and mother, in some superstitious legends where "twin children are unknown and will surely kill each other in the future", they may be forced to separate from birth and never know the fact that they actually have a twin sister for life.

"Shhh... Sigh down, everyone is watching you, or do you want me to help you eliminate all this memory of everyone?"

Amid Mikoto Misaka's inexplicable shouts, Shiokai's right index finger, wrapped in white silk gloves, was very cute and reminded her.

Mikoto Misaka looked around and then quickly sat in the seat opposite Shiokai Shokui, leaning forward so much that she almost lay on the table, repeating her words again with a certainty:
Chapter completed!