Even if I transform, I will never be captured.

If the opponent is fully equipped, Satella doesn't think she can defeat them in her current state.

Of course, if she uses the techniques of Illusion or Divine Purification, she can easily defeat her opponent.

However, the waters of A Certain Magical Index are really too deep.

Satella didn't know just how terrifying the Demon God was, but judging from its ability to alter the rules of the world and easily destroy the universe, it was at least on par with the monsters in Dragon Ball.

In Satella's memory, the only one who could reliably defeat the demon god was probably Doraemon.

But Doraemon's wish is precisely to "make Nobita an independent and strong man"—

It's simply impossible, isn't it?

Satella remembered that in one chapter of the manga, the grown-up Shizuka said that the reason she married Nobita was because she felt that Nobita was too weak and was afraid that he would not be able to take care of himself.

Therefore, since she didn't have a sure way to defeat the demon god, Satella felt it was best to keep a low profile.

Furthermore, as mentioned earlier, Aleister, the current chairman of Academy City, is monitoring the entire Academy City through the [Airborne Loop].

The so-called hovering loop is a nanoscale robot made of the most advanced nanotechnology, with a body only seventy nanometers in size, floating in the air.

There are a total of fifty million such nanobots in Academy City, scattered throughout every corner of the city.

Although Satella didn't think Aleister had the time to pay attention to everyone, someone like Misaki Shokuhou, a level 5, was definitely someone to be closely monitored.

Since he decided to rescue Misaki Shokuhou, it meant that he would be exposed to Aleister's gaze.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Satella didn't use any strange abilities, but instead used pure physical skills like the art of killing.

Most importantly, Akame's wish is also very simple:

Borrowing ability: Murder techniques

Borrowed from: Akame

Wish: To see my sister again

Term: Three years

Isn't it incredibly simple?

Satella felt that all she needed to do was find a safe place to stay and wait for the plot to begin. She wouldn't have to do anything to easily fulfill her wish.

So easy!

……

After passing through the narrow alley, Satella arrived on the street.

Just as she came out, a girl with brown twin ponytails passed by her.

Satella stopped abruptly, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Ok?"

Noticing a gaze that bothered her, Shirai Kuroko turned her head and met Satella's eyes.

"Is there a problem?"

Sensing that the other party seemed to have something to say, Shirai Kuroko, who was still in elementary school, patted her tender chest and proudly showed Satella her armband.

"I'm a disciplinary committee member, you know! You can tell me anything you get into trouble with!"

“…No need.” Satella shook her head. “I don’t need any help.”

"Yeah……"

Shirai Kuroko hung her head, looking dejected.

She has been a disciplinary committee member for some time now, and recently she finally got permission to act on her own. She was planning to do some important things, but she has spent the whole morning shopping and hasn't encountered a single troublesome situation.

Ahh...

Bank robbery, terrorist attack... whatever it is, just let it happen!

"Well then, keep up the good work."

After saying this, Satella and Shirai Kuroko parted ways.

—If I were to ask Shirai Kuroko for help, she, with her overflowing sense of justice, would definitely choose to help me, right?

But that would be too selfish.

How is there any difference between imposing one's own desires and ideas on others and demanding that they risk their lives to help one? This is the same as Subaru Natsuki during the selection of the king.

The Deadlocks are not a bunch of weaklings to be slaughtered. Among them are even level 4 power users. Involving the young Shirai Kuroko will only put her in danger.

Therefore, unless she finds a reliable fighter like Misaka Mikoto, Satella has decided to face this challenge alone this time.

This does not mean that she is not afraid of death.

To be precise, it is precisely because she has died that she is even more afraid of death.

Only those who have died know how painful and despairing it is.

It was precisely because she understood this pain and despair.

Therefore, she didn't want to go through it a second time, nor did she want her friends to go through it a second time.

It was with this belief that Satella pushed open the door to the "dead corner".

Author's Note:

PS1. Thanks to White-bellied Tanuki, Patchouli Noreiki, Handsome Baby, Toy Car Driver, Book Guest 94274028559, and Book Guest 70251500321 for their monthly tickets and rewards.

P.S. 2. This newbie author has made it to the recommendations! Honestly, this book's performance is actually pretty good, but the recommendation votes are just too few. So, let's make a deal: if the number of recommendation votes exceeds 300 in a single day, the author, Ji, will add an extra chapter, okay? (????)??

PS3. Only single-day validity is counted, not cumulative, and the validity period is one week.

Chapter 26 Satella's Weapon

Page 39

"welcome."

The person who spoke from inside the door when Satella entered was a man of similar height to her, who looked like a college student.

His face was frivolous, and he wore a suit from a certain brand without a tie. Three buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing his chest.

This man with four or five cell phones hanging around his neck is commonly referred to as a talent dispatcher (management).

He rested his elbow on the counter, saw a beautiful young woman in black approaching, his eyes lit up, and he whistled before speaking:

"Oh, sorry, sorry. I sounded flippant because I work in the service industry and I wanted to keep the conversation light. If you don't like it, I can change my tone, okay?"

"No, this will do."

His attempt at humor failed to elicit a bright smile from the beautiful girl; instead, he received these cold words. The young man gave an awkward smile and got to the point:

"So, what do you need? Right now, we have plenty of high-quality lock-picking [Detector Crushers] at good prices. You can leave money laundering to us... But a beautiful young lady like you must need something more elegant..."

"I need weapons."

Satella interrupted his rambling, her beautiful red eyes gleaming slightly. "Not those childish toys, but real weapons that can kill."

"...!"

Five fingers tapped rhythmically on the counter, and under Satella's red-eyed gaze, the personnel dispatch finally became serious.

"Out of professional ethics, I wouldn't ask you what you need weapons for, miss. But... can you afford it? The rule in our line of work is that as long as you can pay enough, we can even get you equipment from the security forces."

"Is this enough?"

Satella placed the two gems she brought from the Re:Zero world on the counter and stared intently into the eyes of the talent dispatcher.

She's gambling.

To brazenly pull out a highly valuable gem in front of someone who could be called a criminal is, undeniably, extremely risky.

Murder and robbery aren't just things that happen on TV.

So the moment she pushed the door open, she adjusted her breathing and facial expression, putting herself in a cold and indifferent state.

This intimidating demeanor can create pressure on the other party without them even realizing it.

Fortunately, seeing the other person's pupils slowly return to normal, Satella knew she had made the right bet.

……

……

Hamazura Kawasuke felt like he was living in a dream.

Because she was talking to a beautiful, dreamy girl.

Although he was over forty and no longer had the same womanizing desires he had in his youth, when this beautiful young woman stepped out of the taxi carrying a large bag, he did feel that even the air around him seemed to be filled with an aura of amazement.

"I'm not bragging, but after my modifications, this motorcycle of mine might not even lose to professional racers!"

Hamazura Kawasuke, clearly bragging, was beaming. The happiest thing for someone who likes to brag is probably meeting someone willing to listen to their bragging.

Even though he praised the motorcycle to the point that it was almost comparable to a rocket, the girl just nodded and stroked the motorcycle with affection in her eyes.

"Uncle, can you sell me this car?" the girl suddenly asked.

"Uh……"

Hamazura Kawasuke scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "To be honest, you're so much to my liking, I wouldn't have had a problem giving it to you, but I've already agreed to give this motorcycle to my son, so—"

"That's a real shame..."

The girl's brows furrowed slightly, and her regretful expression almost made Hamazura Kawasuke change his mind. He blurted out, almost without thinking, "How about this, young lady, you be my son's girlfriend. Although he's not doing so well right now, he's still very ambitious."

"Uh... Uncle, I'm still young, I don't want to be in a relationship right now."

"You're still young now, but you'll grow up in a few years, right? Besides, you have to start teaching people about love from a young age! Here's my business card, keep it safe, and call me whenever you change your mind!"

In the end, the girl left, clutching the business card Hamazura Kawasuke handed her with a sullen expression, as he enthusiastically said, "Come visit often in the future!"

……

After leaving the repair shop, Satella went to a nearby house, climbed up the building to the roof, opened her package, and checked the equipment she had just bought.

First up is a sniper rifle that's 184 centimeters long—the MetalEater MX.

Improved from the Gulf War, the Barrett M82A1 is a tank sniper rifle that was said to be able to destroy tanks from a distance of 2,000 meters. It has been improved to include a burst-fire function, but its drawback is that the recoil is extremely powerful.