After saying goodbye to Misaka, Shokuhou Misaki suggested, "Let's go out together tomorrow."
"Yay!" Dolly was the first to agree; she had really been scared of Shirai Kuroko just a moment ago.
"Misaka seems really interested in going out," the two Misakas said in unison.
As the group slowly walked away, Shirai Kuroko sat up and looked at them from a distance. "Sister, who are they?"
"They should be my sisters," Misaka Mikoto accepted the identity calmly.
"So many sisters… cough… snrk" Shirai Kuroko wore a lecherous expression. Just thinking about it made her nearly nosebleed.
"Saten-san…" Uiharu Kazari thought about her friend.
"Let's go visit her too," Misaka Mikoto said, leaving first.
"Sister, wait for me!" Shirai Kuroko quickly freed herself from her daydream, flashing over to cling to Misaka Mikoto.
"I told you not to grab onto me… bili" Misaka Mikoto immediately fired a bolt of electricity.
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The alleys of Academy City were dark, filled with idle delinquents. Lately, Accelerator often ran into people trying to provoke him.
He didn't understand why. With such an overwhelming gap in power, why couldn't they grasp the way to get stronger?
For some reason, he thought of the Level 6 Shift—the room, the clones forced to obey orders despite their fear.
It irritated him. Ignoring the cries in the alley, Accelerator walked along the nighttime streets.
"Are those clones?" Accelerator noticed Ren and his group: a man, three Misakas, and a honey-haired girl.
He recognized the man. He must have been one of the researchers from that experiment. Seeing the Misakas smiling happily made him sigh in relief. It was a good thing he hadn't agreed back then.
As he observed them, Ren's group also noticed him. Misaka #1 stepped directly in front of Accelerator.
"Step aside," Accelerator said as he stopped.
"Thank you for what you did back then. Misaka has always wanted to express her gratitude," Misaka #1 bowed deeply.
Watching her become more and more like a person, Accelerator stepped over her. "I didn't do anything. The one you should be thanking isn't me."
"Thank you. You stopped him back then." Misaka 1 didn't bother describing her feelings this time.
"I just can't stand that kind of scum." Accelerator didn't stop walking. He wasn't the type to accept someone's gratitude. He did things his way. If he thought he was right, that was enough.
"Even so, thank you. You let me see this world."
"Stop nagging. I didn't do anything. You're thanking the wrong person." Accelerator turned to the others and left.
At that moment, he remembered their first meeting. Back then, her actions showed curiosity about everything, but her expression never changed. Now, when they met again, she could show feelings.
"So much for being a puppet," he muttered, then turned back. "Come out."
"I thought I was hiding well. How did you find me?" A small figure was wrapped in a bedsheet.
"A kid, huh? You're too obvious." Accelerator immediately lost interest.
After walking a while, he turned his head again. "So why are you following me?"
"I didn't know where to go when I went out, so I followed a good person I'd met before. That's my explanation." The little one explained.
"Misaka, Misaka." Accelerator pulled the sheet aside. The younger Misaka appeared, her face full of expression, cheeks red.
Seeing she wasn't dressed properly, he covered her with the sheet again. "I'm not a good person. If you're following anyone, follow the man from before. He took the other you in."
"I'm sorry, I can't trouble him again. That's why I'm following you," the little Misaka continued.
"Is that so." Accelerator ignored her and went straight to his place. It was in ruins, clearly vandalized. The faucet dripped. Some people didn't dare confront him directly, so they resorted to petty tricks. That's what made him annoyed.
"Oh, so old and worn," the little Misaka said, speaking rudely. She went to the sofa, confirmed there was no dust, and lay down, wrapping herself in the sheet with only her head showing.
"If you think it's shabby, then get lost." Accelerator leaned against the bed, squinting.
Without realizing it, he fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up, he saw the little figure curled up on the sofa, nose bubbling, smiling, and smacking her lips.
Seemingly noticing he was awake, little Misaka complained, "The sofa is so hard. I'm unhappy with the sleeping environment, but as long as my stomach is full, I'll forgive you."
Accelerator didn't respond. He only said at the door, "Aren't you going to eat? Let's go."
"Yes. I'm very hungry and very interested in the meal ahead," Misaka quickly wrapped the sheet around herself and followed him.
"What experiment are you in right now?" Accelerator asked as he walked.
"Misaka doesn't really understand, but since Misaka was born as the final unit, number 10001, the other units were sent all over the world after the experiment was canceled. to explain." Little Misaka ran up to his side.
Looking at Little Misaka's bed sheets, Accelerator first took her to a children's clothing store. He bought her clothes and shoes, then brought her to a fried chicken shop.
"Misaka wants one of everything," Little Misaka said, wearing a small dress, her legs swinging as she drooled while looking at the menu.
"You can't finish it all. Just order five things," Accelerator said, sitting across from her.
"But Misaka wants everything. Misaka can't decide," Little Misaka said, getting tangled in indecision.
Seeing her struggle, Accelerator didn't hesitate. He randomly ordered five items, then looked at her. "Why are you following me?"
"Because Misaka doesn't know anyone else," she said, holding a knife and fork, excited for the chicken to arrive.
"I don't care why you're out, but I'll only buy for you this once. Next time, go find someone else. That researcher before," Accelerator said. He had no interest in taking care of a child.
"Researcher Ren, Misaka wants to thank him. But for now, Misaka thinks she should stay with you. Misaka made her own decision." Little Misaka, seeing the food arrive, quickly grabbed the plate and started eating.
Accelerator rubbed his forehead. What exactly was the point of this toy? She didn't seem much different from a normal child.
Little Misaka was completely satisfied, grabbing the food with her hands, her mouth and hands covered in grease, sincerely thanking Accelerator.
After finishing, Accelerator thought for a moment. Instead of heading into an alley, he decided to go back. Unsurprisingly, Little Misaka followed him, seemingly deciding he was her future caretaker.
"I told you not to follow me," Accelerator growled.
"Misaka is just going home this way. Misaka denies following," she explained as she walked.
"You just admitted the truth…" Accelerator sighed. It seemed getting rid of her was going to be harder than he thought.
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