A certain scientific Saten Ruiko

In the distant European continent, Europe at this time was different from the East and was still in the night state.

In a pub on the outskirts of the city, a man with a shaggy beard let out a long sigh.

This person's name is Misaka Tabikaku, the father of the famous Misaka Mikoto.

Sitting in a corner of the pub, with his laptop open, he was communicating with someone via satellite mobile phone.

There are many windows opened on the computer screen, the languages ​​are basically different, but almost all of them are about transaction termination.

"Hey, hey, hey, I finally got hold of the underwater tunnel project from the southern tip of Spain to North Africa, why are all the deals being cancelled? What's going on?"

The person on the other end of the phone said, "This is what is called [preparing for war], President. It's the same for iron, copper, rare earths, and gemstones. Those people have changed their policy and decided not to conduct normal transactions. They think that they can make more money by hoarding the goods until the world exceeds the boiling point and then selling them at a high price. It seems that they will not open up until this carnival is over."

"By the way, Misaka-san, can you stay in London? Tokyo seems to have become a war zone right now. If you don't rush back when your family is in danger, what kind of father and husband are you?"

"Ah, you think I don't want to go back? I've tried everything I can think of. All airlines have stopped flying [to Tokyo], and the British Air Force is useless. My phone and email are also blocked. I'm sitting here because I'm helpless."

"The only one who can mention the Air Force so easily is probably Misaka-san."

"Ah, I also asked about civilian space travel, the kind that takes you into space in 30 seconds on a ballistic flight."

"But it still doesn't work. Everyone seems to be panicking because of a war that hasn't broken out. I told them I have a black card and can pay any amount, but they said the situation is unstable and they don't want to send anything into space."

"Damn it! I might as well make a deal with the Eastern European gangs to buy an old Soviet military plane. If it's just an unarmed long-range reconnaissance plane, it's still too expensive to rely on my personal assets..."

"Okay, okay. I already know that you are a family-loving person. It seems that if I don't hurry up, the earth may crack. Anyway, you should concentrate on your work now."

Misaka Tripunk stretched out his hand and pinched his eyebrows, taking a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.

"Ahhhh!! No! I need to go back now. There must be a way. Yes, like buying a second-hand ballistic missile and building it in myself."

"Uh.....you won't survive if you do that even if you're wearing a space suit."

.......

Looking at the airship floating in the sky, the details should be the news above.

Although the previous overall consciousness surprised her for a while, this surprise quickly disappeared after the other party disappeared.

Saten Ruiko stared at the news on the airship and thought to herself, "It seems that things are quite chaotic outside. But if this is the case... I can't just stay here like nothing happened. After all, my family is in the city."

Thinking of this, Riri Saotome changed her idle look, flew directly into the sky on the spot, and flew towards the outside of the Academy City at a very fast speed.

Due to some special reasons, the defense inside the Academy City is actually still very strong. Moreover, in this special period, she might still be shot down as an air unit if she just flies in the sky.

But her worries were unnecessary. She flew out of the airspace of Academy City and came to the outside world with almost ease.

After coming out, it was like going back to the last century. Compared with Academy City, the outside world has an antique feeling.

the other side.

Misaka Mikoto, who was jumping back and forth between the walls of the building while holding Index and the calico cat, discovered that the figures formed by the fire powder would disappear as they lost their target if they left while they were still transforming.

So Misaka Mikoto did not destroy them one by one, but instead controlled the magnetic force more quickly and precisely to jump between the buildings.

but......

"So where is this place? Yotsuya? Or somewhere else? Damn it! If GPS worked..."

"It's no use saying this. How do you know?"

"Can you please be of some use?"

Although she didn't know where she was exactly, fortunately she had not lost her sense of direction and could tell the difference between east, west, south and north. Her destination was Tokyo Bay, so she just had to go east, right?

"There are people everywhere down there. Can that guy really break out of that kind of place?"

Just when Misaka Mikoto was worried about Kamijou Touma's situation.

Suddenly there was a loud roar.

The sound came from above, Misaka Mikoto looked up, and saw several huge aircraft flying overhead as if they were racing.

The plane was not flying very high, at least for Misaka Mikoto. The strong wind pressure caused Misaka Mikoto's body, which was supported by magnetism, to spin violently.

Then she could only concentrate on stabilizing her body, and finally landed on the billboard on the wall, and then she stabilized her body.

"What just happened?"

On one side is the next-generation fighter produced by Academy City, so Misaka Mikoto knows it and there is no need to explain more. The main thing is the thing on the other side.

The body does not appear to be made of metal or other composite materials.

It seems a bit like... a vulture?

It is hard to imagine what kind of thing can be on par with a next-generation fighter jet that can travel at a speed of 7,000 kilometers per hour.

Index, who had just been criticized for being useless, spoke up to prove her presence: "That's a giant eagle from Norse mythology that devours the dead. Because its body is so huge, legend has it that a cold wind blows whenever it flaps its wings. This is something Gremlin created based on this legend."

Well, even so, Misaka Mikoto, who was not familiar with the profession, was still confused.