The vest can't be broken if you make trouble

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"Misaka, what are you doing here?" Nakahara Nakaya looked at Chafa Misaka in front of him and said.

"Are you... picking up trash?"

He struggled with Misaka's actions.

Could it be that her so-called task is to pick up trash?Central Plains is also confused.

He paid the bill and went out, followed the direction Misaka left—then at the corner of the alley, he saw Chafa Misaka who seemed to be about to jump into the garbage dump.

"Because Misaka wants cats... Misaka said regretfully."

"Inheriting my sister's electromagnetic waves, cats and cats will walk far away when they see Misaka, and Misaka also wants to be furry! Misaka swore loudly."

Chafa Misaka raised a hand.

"I also heard that there may be stray cats here, so I plan to try it out, so Misaka will report to you."

"Is this your mission...?" Chuya Nakahara asked.

"What mission? Misaka looked at you in confusion."

Chafa Misaka pulled the military goggles on his forehead, "Currently Misaka has no mission, it's free time, Misaka complained in his heart, what the hell is this guy doing, he approached Misaka for no reason, but he said nothing What is being said—”

Your speaking style is really so blunt!Zhongyuan Zhong also thought to himself.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't figure it out either, she was the one who said about the task and left in a hurry, but now she was squatting next to the trash can and accusing him of not knowing what to say.

Whose problem is it?

【Huh?I'm also wondering, didn't my sister just go on a mission? 】

[The younger sister is a clone, is there a possibility that this is not the younger sister? 】

The problems that can be found in the barrage, of course, can also be found by Nakahara, not to mention that Hoshimiya Mahiro deliberately left clues-it is not that Misaka 10031 cannot eat mint, it is just to leave traces between the fingers.

Nakahara Chuya suddenly looked at Misaka's right hand and grabbed her hand.

"It hurts! What are you trying to do? Misaka yelled in panic."

Although Mouth Mania was panicked, she couldn't do it no matter what her expression or tone was.

Misaka's hand flashed a few sparks, and finally there was no electricity in Nakahara Nakaya, allowing him to grab his hand and watch.

"Under the nails...no trace of blue ice cream...you're not her."

Something was wrong in the Central Plains.

Just now, Misaka 10031 was picky when eating ice cream, and picked up the mint with her hands, and there should be traces stuck under her nails.

But this Misaka did not.

Combined with the characteristics of the clone...Nakahara also speculates that this is another Misaka clone.

"You are not Misaka 10031, who are you?" He looked at the other party indifferently.

Although Misaka No. 10031 had a strange way of thinking, couldn't speak clearly, and asked a lot, but it was the first Misaka he came into contact with, and she helped him clear the monitoring, and Nakahara also planned to help her next.

What is this thing in front of him now?

"Finally remembered to ask about Misaka's serial number, Misaka complained, so you always took Misaka as number 10031... Although Misakas are all the same in appearance, Misaka pretended to understand this and tried not to lose her temper. Chafa Misaka complained.

She has the exact same face, the same clothes, the same military goggles, and the same mouth fetish as Misaka No. 10031.

But she is not her.

"This Misaka is Misaka 10032, and it's free time. Misaka introduces herself to you." Misaka 10032 pointed at herself.

"Where is Misaka 10031? Where is she now?" Nakahara asked impatiently.

"She's on a mission." Misaka No. 10032 said softly.

"That's a mission that all Misakas have to perform, ah," she suddenly looked up into the distance.

"The mission is over, do you want to go there with Misaka? Misaka doesn't suggest you go there, because Misaka 10031 doesn't want to do that."

"Go!" Zhong Yuanzhong also said concisely.

【What the hell happened? 】

[Not a good feeling, why doesn't No. 10031 want Chuya to pass?They obviously had a good time getting along. 】

Hoshimiya Mahiro threw a large number of Misaka sister vests purchased with points at the moment they made a decision, creating an aura.

Misaka No. 10032 showed a tiny expression similar to struggling, "Are you really going? Misaka asked again."

"Of course." Nakahara Chuya said.

Misaka No. 10032: "I can't stop you, Misaka sighed inwardly."

She turned silently and set off in a certain direction.

In the middle of the night--

A certain Misaka sister who was wandering around the convenience store raised her head. She had been wandering here for a while, staring at the ice cream in the refrigerator.

The big sister at the convenience store wanted to stop her, saying that if she forgot to bring the money, she would give her one, but before she could speak, she found that the tea-haired girl had turned and left.

At the same time, a certain younger sister was standing by the street lamp, a certain younger sister was playing hopscotch with her, a certain Misaka younger sister was talking to people around her and asking for directions, and a certain younger sister was reading magazines in a bookstore, helping to clean the streets a sister of

One, two, three, four...

Silent waves passed through the Misaka network, and the sequence of missions continued to the next Misaka.

"drop"

"The mission of Misaka 10031 is over, and the body is being recovered. Misaka 10069 is crossing the road."

"drop"

"I hope the scene can be handled better. Misaka 10056 remembered the previous scene. Getting blood everywhere will make it more difficult for us to deal with. Misaka 10056 sighed."

"drop"

"Misaka 10031 seems to have a friend, Misaka 10034 said enviously."

"drop"

"He's coming with 10032, let's move fast, 10031 doesn't want to be seen—"

"drop"

"But No. 10032 is the closest to No. 10031, Misaka No. 10046 commented objectively."

"drop"

"Then there is no other way, Misaka responded in 10056."

The silent, moving mass of replicants moved in one direction.

That's where one of them died, and now they're going to recover the body.

[Holy shit, shit, so many sisters...]

[It's so shocking, I'm almost watching a blockbuster movie. 】

【Is this all made by Academy City?It makes so much sister what to do! 】

[Working on recycling corpses?who?Could it be number 10031? ?No! ! 】

Ignoring the screams of the barrage, Hoshimiya Mahiro lowered his eyes.

tired.

"Here we are, Misaka No. 10032 confirmed the destination."

Misaka 10032 faced a dark alley.

There was a strong smell of blood coming out of it, and Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help frowning.

At this level, it is estimated that the taste of blood can only be possessed by the death of several people. Is it true that these clones are cultivated to kill people?

Nakahara Chu also thought of his experience of being trained as a weapon, and he felt even more disgusted with Academy City, which created them.

"What is your mission? To make the smell so big..."

"...I'm sorry, I'll pay attention next time, Misaka has already advised you not to come." No. 10032 Misaka nodded, and she walked into the alley with a blank expression.

Central Plains followed closely behind.

"Is Misaka 10031 inside?"

"Yes." Number 10032 replied.

"There's blood everywhere... don't you think about our hard work, Misaka complained."

Misaka 10032 skillfully took out the potion and sprayed it on the blood stains on the wall of the alley.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a look. What she was holding was a bottle with a coagulant label. Spraying it on the blood stains could speed up the coagulation, and finally peeled it off with her hands.

"It would be bad if it caused a psychological shadow to the normal passers-by. Sure enough, you should pay attention next time, Misaka said to herself, and suggest it for the next mission."

Seeing that Misaka 10032 did not continue to go inside but began to deal with the blood on the wall, Nakahara didn't intend to wait for her, he walked towards the inside, intending to go to the place where the smell of blood was the strongest.

Misaka No. 10031 should be inside, and No. 10032 may not want to meet her if she doesn’t go inside. After all, no one wants to see someone who is exactly like him. The shock and discomfort I feel when I see someone with the same face.

Thinking of this, he raised his head forward and froze.

In front of him was a scene like hell.

The brown-haired girl—no, it’s already hard to see that the pile of things is a girl. Her whole body was torn apart, and she became strips together with the meat and clothes, but she was still piled up in tatters, with sticky residue left in the middle. Lian, the night vision goggle on his forehead was smashed, his clothes were soaked in blood, and the original color could not be seen clearly. Black and red were intertwined, forming a picture that must not be seen by minors.

Even Nakahara Nakahara, who had been a mafia, felt the urge to vomit at that moment. Although he could kill people...but he never made people look like that on purpose, it was simply killing people.

This is Misaka No. 10031 that he complained to him in the coffee shop just now?

The girl's face appeared in front of her eyes. She was a picky eater at that time, she took off the mint from the blueberry ice cream and threw it away, and uttered inaudible thoughts while eating.

In just ten minutes, she was already dead?

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head quickly. No. 10032 should still be processing the blood at the entrance of the alley. He has to confirm that this pile of minced meat is indeed...

"You didn't listen to Misaka's advice and ran to look at No. 10031, Misaka shook her head."

Misaka 10032 continued to skillfully deal with the bloodstains as she spoke. She had finished dealing with the door and even picked up a scattered shoe.

"Misaka 10031 doesn't want you to see her like that—the Misakas are also pursuing a good impression."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at her carefully, and did not see any emotion similar to sadness on her face, and of course there was no pity.

She seemed to know what was going to happen from the beginning and discouraged him from going.

"Your task..."

"Our mission is this, which you just saw, Misaka replied."

is death.

Central Plains also fully understood.

Unlike him, Zhong Yuanzhong is also a clone made as a weapon, born to kill others.

And Misaka is a clone made for consumption, born to be killed by others.

A completely different position, and a completely different identity.

Man-made killer and killed.

"Why are you so calm...?" Zhong Yuanzhong also felt incredible.

Even though I spent less than 10031 minutes with the girl named 10, I still wanted to help her.

This kind of thing doesn't even make sense with common sense——

It is a biological instinct to resist when killed, but the clone in front of him overcame this instinct, accepted it naturally, and took it for granted as if the sun would rise from the east.

"Is this the state of calm? Misaka asked you." Misaka No. 10032's expression never changed.

What about sadness?What about anger?Dissatisfied?Now that he knew she would be tortured and killed, he didn't react at all.

Zhong Yuan also thought a lot when he learned that the pile of things was the body of No. 10031.

Even as a clone, he feels the same pain as a normal person.

After the death of friends in the Banner Society, they will be sad and angry, and they will be shocked when they see the same face as themselves, and the researcher will shoot at him, and the bullet will hurt when it hits the forehead...

Being tied to a pillar and demanding to have his personality erased, he would struggle and get angry when he was injected with drugs...

The moment he saw Misaka's corpse, Nakahara Chuli was also outraged. He hated this kind of behavior of casually treating other people's lives as experimental subjects. This corpse reminded him of "his" own corpse he saw back then.

only--

Why can she accept all this more innocently than herself? !

Isn't that yourself? ! !

The Central Plains did not understand either.

"Sorry... Although Misaka often brings the status at the end, in fact Misaka did not load the emotion module, and only simulated various states that should be available for the convenience of communicating with you...

Misaka 10032 continued to speak in a calm voice.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, because this is the mission of the Misakas. The Misakas were born for this purpose. This is the only value of the Misakas."

She paused.

"I don't know why you are so angry. To comfort you, Misaka confessed that there is no need to have excessive emotions. Misakas are just cheap products produced in the research institute, the result of industrialized production like goods in the store."

"The unit price is 18 yen, and it can be completed in 14 days. As long as you have enough equipment and materials, you can automatically produce countless Misaka by pressing a button. Stolen bodies and borrowed hearts are such cheap and convenient things. So there's no need to be sad..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also pinched her shoulder and interrupted her.

"I said, if you say so much, it will only make me more angry—"

Mass-produce human life as a commodity, and bring tragedy to them.

Such people should all die.

"Do you want to survive?" Nakahara's cobalt blue pupils seemed to be burning.

"The next mission is for you to die, right? Do you want to survive?"

"...Misaka doesn't understand what you mean." No. 10032 said.

"Please let go of Misaka, Misaka feels the pain—"

The sound of neat footsteps came from the depths of the alley, and there came out a large number of identical faces.

"drop"

"I don't understand your feelings, Misaka tried to interpret it... 10056 appeared curiously."

"drop"

"This is not about number 10032, please let go of your hand, Misaka feels the pressure... Number 10043 wants to tremble."

"drop"

"The friend of number 10031 has excessive violence factors, and number 10098 is glad that he doesn't know Ben Misaka."

"The body has been restrained, Misaka reported to No. 10034."

"drop."

"It's time to evacuate, please let her go, 10046 issued a warning."

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Zhong Yuanzhong also saw his angry face from the calm pupils of No. 10032.

Incomprehensible, as if their world is not the same as their own.

Death is commonplace, just a daily routine like eating and drinking.

Nakahara also suddenly realized that at this moment, in the eyes of the Misakas, it was probably himself who wanted to prevent them from dying, which was more terrifying than the upcoming mission of death.

Full irony.

[I can't do it anymore, this plot, this plot, Academy City is going to die! ! ! 】

[The moment I saw my sister's body, I felt like throwing up, why did I make it like that. 】

[Wuuuuuu sisters, Academy City deserves to die, doesn't the Supernatural Secret Service Division care about it?Such a big shady scene! 】

[Sending them to death one by one, how can a crazy person make a plan. 】

[Chu Ye, I am in such pain, facing them must be even more uncomfortable...]

Xinggong Zhenxun looked carefully at the barrage, hoping to find useful materials.

Ability Secret Service?He whispered this word, and began to conceive the plot of the next script, but remained indifferent to the wailing content in the barrage.

Of course he sympathizes with what happened to the Misaka sisters, he is not a cold-blooded monster.

But this is the script he performed from the beginning to the end, and it is a fact that was destined long ago and has already happened.

In Academy City, the bodies of 10031 younger sisters had long been disposed of as ashes and scattered into the sea.

The script taken out of the system is the fact that it has already been staged.