With that thought in mind, Satella came to the side of the road.

"I remember the hand gesture for getting a rideshare, it's something like stretching your hand forward and then giving a thumbs up, right?"

Recalling the somewhat hazy plot, Satella made this gesture.

Swish!

A freight truck drove past her at a steady speed.

Whoosh!

A car sped past her.

Whoosh whoosh!

Countless cars drove past her.

huh huh?

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Could it be that my posture is wrong?

Just as Satella was about to try again in a different position, a speeding motorcycle came to a stop in front of her with a creak.

"Hey beautiful, looking for a ride?"

The driver who blew a lewd whistle at Satella had blond hair, wore earrings and a nose ring, and with his crooked eyebrows and mouth, he was obviously a delinquent.

Why are there so many delinquents in Academy City?

But that doesn't matter.

A great man once said, "It doesn't matter if a cat is white or black, as long as it can catch mice, it's a good cat."

So even if the person opposite her is a delinquent, Satella won't refuse as long as he can take her to the workshop.

So she smiled slightly, her beautiful smile flawless, and said, "Could you please take me to XXXXX (the address of the factory)?"

The golden retriever was a somewhat intelligent delinquent. Although he had ulterior motives, he still planned to take Satella to a secluded place before carrying out his plan.

But when he saw Satella's smile, his eyes widened and his IQ dropped. He blurted out, "I won't go to XXXXX, but I know a really nice love hotel. The beds are big and comfortable, you can watch great movies for free, and there's 24-hour Wi-Fi. Do you want to come with me?"

Satella silently kicked him, knocking him and his car to the ground, and then fled before the security robots arrived.

……

"Have all the kind people in this city died? I'm so adorable!"

On another side of the road, Satella, still unable to stop a car, knelt on the ground with her hands on the ground, whimpering like a defeated dog.

At the same time, a pair of straight, girlish legs suddenly appeared in front of her.

"This is the first time I've heard someone say they're cute. Is this what people call narcissism?" Misaka looked at the strange person kneeling on the ground and uttered a sharp retort.

"Misaka?"

Satella's gaze slowly moved upwards, from the white socks to the Tokiwadai Academy uniform skirt, and finally to the blue and white panties under the skirt. She sighed, "Oh, it's my sister."

"Misaka felt she had been stared at in a very lewd way just now," Misaka stated, trying to distance herself from the strange man in front of her.

In a flash, Misaka Sisters moved away from Satella with a blank expression.

"..." Satella coughed, stood up and said, "I'm not some weirdo. Besides, what's wrong with a pretty girl wanting something for nothing?"

"These strange remarks set off alarm bells in Misaka's mind, and she decided to stay away from this weirdo."

Author's Note:

PS1. Thank you to Tenno-zhou, Athena, and Yakumo-mu for the panties, and to Baibai-heaven and Yueming for the dog food. Thank you to all the readers for the rewards and the blades. There have been so many rewards in the past two days that I won't list them all. In short, thank you all very much. Also, I only owe 13 more chapters now... I will definitely try my best to add more chapters next month when I have more free time to make up for the debt!

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Chapter 76 Misaka Sisters: Rescue

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Seeing that Misaka Sisters really looked like they were about to run away, Satella quickly chased after them.

After grabbing Misaka Mikoto, Satella stammered, "Um... it might seem a bit abrupt, but could you lend me some money?"

"Misaka actually had to ask for money one day," Misaka exclaimed sincerely, and felt that this weirdo who was so shameless as to ask someone he had just met for money was even more worthy of admiration.

"I'll pay you back!" Satella's face turned red; how embarrassing! But what could she do? She had finally run into someone she knew; how could she let him go?

"Although she didn't expect the strange man in front of her to pay her back, Misaka found the novel experience interesting, so she decided to lend him the money. After thinking about it, Misaka made this decision."

"Thank you so much!"

And just like that, Satella gained 10000 yen.

"By the way, what's your number? When I have the money, I'll definitely pay you back double. I keep my word!"

Satella hailed a taxi and spoke to Misaka Mikoto as she got in.

"Misaka shares a network with all Misakas, and their memories are also shared, so it doesn't matter who gets the money back. Misaka is stating this fact."

"Of course they're different!"

Satella sighed at the expressionless Misaka Sisters, tapped her chest, and said, "There are over 20,000 Misaka Sisters, but you're the only one who lent me money. So even if you have the same memories, your actions are different. That's the difference between you. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Misaka Sisters stared blankly into her eyes: "I don't understand."

“If you still don’t understand, then I can’t explain it to you!” Satella scratched her head. “In short, you just need to tell me your number.”

"...Misaka's number is 9982," Misaka replied with an indescribable emotion.

Number 9982, that's quite an early number...

Satella vaguely remembered that about 10,000 Misaka Sisters were killed indoors. Later, in order to access more location information, the location was changed from indoors to outdoors, which happened to be shortly before the original plot began.

Since the Misaka Sisters have already appeared outside, it means that the original storyline has either not started yet, or it has just progressed to the point before the Sisters Arc.

But no matter how far the plot progresses, one thing is certain—it has been a year since I left Academy City!

Satella, who had gleaned so much information from just a single number, suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

...I actually left Misaki Shokuhou out to air for a whole year!

I have a bad feeling about this, but I hope it's just my imagination...

Composing herself, Satella got into a taxi and waved goodbye to the Misaka Sisters: "Anyway, thank you so much for today. I'll definitely help you with your matter."

That's right, Satella decided to help Misaka Mikoto and the Misaka Sisters.

This wasn't just because the Misaka Sisters lent her money; she had actually had this idea back when she was watching the anime.

Now that she's in A Certain Magical Index and has happened to encounter this incident, she has no reason not to help.

Moreover, in Satella's view, helping the Misaka Sisters was a very simple matter. All she had to do was tell Touma Kamijou about it beforehand, and that guy would definitely rush over in a fit of passion.

Yes, it's that simple.

Sitting in the taxi, Satella turned her head to the right and gazed through the window at the Misaka Sisters as they turned and walked away.

A gentle breeze blew by, causing the Tokiwadai uniform skirt to flutter in the wind, and a green frog charm caught Satella's eye.

As if a valve had been opened deep within her mind, familiar memories flooded in, causing Satella to open her eyes wide in an instant.

……

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……

School District 17, parking lot.

The area is about the size of a school campus, and the ground is covered with gravel like a railway track. Apart from the trains that are being maintained and parked here, the area is surrounded by mountains of metal containers, making it look like a maze.

The last train in Academy City departs at 6:30, and the current time is 9:00.

So the parking lot was completely empty, a silent expanse against the night sky.

—That's how it should have been.

However, the vehicle dispatch center has now been transformed into a battlefield.

No.

Calling it a battlefield might be a bit inaccurate.

Because what was happening at the vehicle dispatch center was a one-sided massacre.

"This is so boring, so boring! Hey, do you really think this kind of battle can turn me into an Absolute Level 5 user?"

As he spoke these words with ease, the white-clad boy picked at his ear and approached the girl who was crawling forward on the ground.

His body was as thin as a needle, and his skin was as delicate as a young girl's. The boy looked so frail that a gust of wind could blow him over, but he actually managed to drive the mass-produced clone of the Railgun, Misaka Sisters, into a desperate situation.

Because his codename is Accelerator, the strongest esper in Academy City, Accelerator.

The Misaka Sisters, barely managing to stand up from the ground, staggered and tried to escape.

Accelerator simply tilted his head and, in a steady rhythm, lightly trod the gravel with the soles of his feet.

boom!

In an instant, the rubble beneath Accelerator's feet exploded like a landmine.

The pebbles flew in all directions, like a slingshot being pulled at close range. One of the large pebbles hit Misaka Mikoto in the back.

"—!"

Unable to even scream, Misaka Sisters' body, with her back concave inward, was almost folded in half.

boom!

Misaka Sisters fell heavily to the ground, blood flowing from the wound on her forehead into her eyes, blinding her in one eye. Through her blurred vision, Misaka Sisters saw Accelerator approaching.

Approaching the location where she had set a trap.

The previous escape was not a random, panicked run. The Misaka Sisters had fought Accelerator 9981 times. Although the nearly 10,000 battles did not allow them to master Accelerator's abilities, they did allow them to learn a few things.

"Accelerator is surrounded by a barrier-like isolation layer, but judging from the way he's standing on the ground, he probably doesn't have the ability to deploy his feet. Therefore, launching a surprise attack from below might be effective!"

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