I'm a Pokémon Master from School City (by mistake)

Are you playing me for a fool?

Mikoto said, furious.

"Tch~" Chiyo didn't answer directly, but just tsk.

But the next second, Mikoto felt something snap in her head!

"You guy!!!"

Mikoto exploded. It was unclear whether it was from suppressed anxiety and unease or from being looked down upon by the person in front of her who looked exactly like her. It might have been a combination of both. In any case, she exploded at that moment!

Completely forgot that this happened at school! And even more so, forgot that it was class time, his whole body was crackling with blue electricity!

She's determined to teach this guy a lesson!

However, before Mikoto could decide how to teach her a lesson, she saw the girl in front of her, who looked exactly like her, take something very familiar out of her pocket.

A small ball, a ball that is half white and half red, with a small button in the middle.

'This thing...'

As if to confirm half of what Mikoto was thinking, Chiyo pressed the small ball, then tossed it, followed by a famous line.

"I've chosen you! You yellow-skinned rat!"

With a bang, the small sphere opened, and a flash of red light revealed a large, yellow rat with a cheap red tail and lightning bolts.

"Use 100,000 volts!"

"Pikachu!!!"

Very classic lines, and that voice mixed with dissatisfaction directed at someone, the yellow rat emitting golden flashes and colliding with the electricity emanating from Misaka.

Yellow and blue lightning collided in the air, flashing with a blinding light.

"Ah! My eyes!" "Stop! Stop fighting!" "Stop it, all of you!"

The classroom was immediately filled with wails.

The wailing brought Mikoto back to her senses, and the electric light weakened a bit. Before she could think of anything else, she heard the girl shout, "Good opportunity! Yellow Rat, use Lightning Bolt!"

"Ugh~ Ooh~"

Before Mikoto could react, a flash of light struck her directly, sending her flying.

"Yoshi! I'm going to strip her..."

"Who's abusing their abilities in the classroom!"

A female teacher wearing glasses suddenly appeared, her authoritative voice instantly suppressing all worldly disputes.

The world finally returned to its former peace. Apart from the charred marks on the ceiling and blackboard from the electric sparks, the battle in the classroom seemed as if it had never happened. The teacher taught with unwavering resolve, and the students, having narrowly escaped death, attended to their lessons diligently.

Although something felt off, thankfully nothing more happened, and everyone remained calm despite lingering fear.

Except for the people outside the door.

"Ah...the UK..."

Chiyo stood in the corridor, holding a bucket in each hand, her face still expressionless as she uttered a certain spiky-haired man's catchphrase.

"Seeing is believing, indeed," Chiyo sighed softly.

Although she knew that Tokiwadai had a renowned dormitory supervisor who would often appear between the school and the dormitory, Chiyo felt that she shouldn't be afraid of her.

Who do you think you are?! What do you think you are, dormitory supervisor?! Don't you even know the difference between AC and AC?!

It seems so now.

Especially when the dorm supervisor pressed Chiyo's shoulders and pulled her and Mikoto together, then looked her over and said in an extremely gloomy tone, "Is this a sisterly exchange of feelings? You two know the school rules, right?"

I have no idea why, it feels like I'm being suppressed by my bloodline. I'm clearly very strong, but I just don't dare to fight back. Even Pikachu retreated into its Poké Ball the moment the dormitory supervisor appeared.

She could only make almost identical meows at the same time as Mikoto.

This is really...

"That's the line I should be saying, isn't it?" Misaka Mikoto, hearing Chiyo's complaint, retorted angrily, "Even though we look alike, this is our first meeting, why are you targeting me..."

"Huh?" Chiyo raised an eyebrow, tilting her head to look at Mikoto as if she didn't quite understand.

"What you're saying is incomprehensible and infuriating." Mikoto was even angrier under that gaze, but thinking that making a scene would attract the dormitory supervisor, she held back and said, "I haven't offended you in any way, have I?"

"Tch." Chiyo curled her lips. She wasn't targeting Mikoto, but she remembered seeing a description of her character as 'bright and cheerful like a boy but without patience' when she looked at the encyclopedia before.

Having once been that gender, she always wondered if this was a euphemism, because as the female lead, the drama and comics presented it from a relatively positive perspective.

However, this special trait is not all good; to put it bluntly, it is characterized by "acting according to one's whims."

They are very easily swayed by their emotions and have no reason to back down.

It seems that it did happen now.

but...

"I wasn't targeting you," Chiyo said indifferently. "Me?"

"Equal treatment for everyone!"

Chapter Two: I Don't Want to Know You

'This guy is really weird.'

Mikoto secretly glanced at Chiyo beside her.

Strange abilities, and an unpredictable way of interacting with people.

Because she herself was punished by the teacher.

The use of abilities is not completely prohibited in schools, but using abilities to fight without any regard for anything, as just now, is a very serious violation of discipline.

To be more precise, that's how it is in front of the teacher.

So the punishment of standing in the corridor to fetch water isn't over yet; there are other punishments waiting for him.

The punishment is nothing.

The important thing is to be with this person who looks exactly like me and even shares the same surname, Misaka...

"Hahaha~" Mikoto finally couldn't hold back anymore and broke the silence in the corridor with a series of dry laughs. "What a coincidence! I never thought there would actually be two people in the world who look exactly alike and even have the same last name."

"A coincidence or not?"

Chiyo seemed to have no reaction at all. She just glanced at Mikoto casually and said in a nonchalant manner, "Your flirting skills are terrible. Don't make a fool of yourself."

"Thank you."

Mikoto was furious. This guy was really impervious to reason!

Although she was very angry, she didn't seem to feel that this girl named Chiyo really had any hostility towards her, and after enduring it for a long time, Mikoto could only give up.

After all, there are all kinds of birds in a forest, and it's normal not to want to associate with people who have a withdrawn personality.

All my curiosity has vanished... No! Even so, I can't shake it off! I absolutely have to investigate!

Ding-dong~ Ding-dong~

As the school bell rang, Mikoto breathed a sigh of relief.

Class is finally over. The first phase of punishment is over, and we can go back to normal classes now.

A rumbling sound filled the classroom, followed by the teacher announcing the end of get out of class and the students returning the greeting. Mikoto straightened her back slightly to make herself look more presentable.

She glanced at the girl beside her again, and only then did she notice that the girl seemed to stand ramrod straight the whole time, like an excellent guard, standing solemnly and motionless, unless she spoke to her.

'It feels like they've undergone some kind of rigorous training, specially cultivated. So what kind of environment could turn someone into this?'

Mikoto's curiosity only grew.

Driven by these curiosities, she didn't quite catch what the teacher was saying to her and Chiyo, only vaguely hearing things like "put aside past grievances," "sisters should help each other," and "clean the gymnasium after school this afternoon."

And now this phase of punishment is finally over...

After standing for an entire class period carrying a bucket full of water, Mikoto felt her arms getting sore.

Having finally unloaded a heavy burden, she had more energy to focus on the girl who was just like herself.

She seemed different from me; the punishment she had just received was nothing to her. She showed no signs of fatigue and made no attempt to talk to any of her classmates.

She almost completely ignored what the people around her were saying, and even felt that those people surrounding her were like air. The only thing she did was put down the water bucket and walk to her seat.

Hmm, the seat behind me.

Then take out your books, review them, and wait for the next class to begin.

Seeing this, Mikoto suddenly felt a strange sense of luck; at least she wasn't completely ignored like the other classmates.

'Perhaps we can still strike up a conversation.' Mikoto suddenly wanted to give it a try.

Just as she was about to return to her seat, she suddenly noticed a figure walking towards Chiyo.

Without even looking closely, Mikoto stopped in her tracks, her eyes filled with anticipation, and even a hint of schadenfreude.

Misaki Shokuhou really wanted to see what kind of wall this guy, whom she also disliked, would run into in front of Chiyo.

Chiyo also naturally noticed Misaki Shokuhou.

The transition from 2D to 3D, from comics to live-action, is a world of difference.

This isn't just a simple reimagining; it feels like going from the triangle-shaped torso of the first Lara Croft to the shrinking surgery of 13. You know it's Lara, but suddenly jumping from 96 to 13 creates a huge gap, making you feel like you're getting to know her all over again, even if you know it's the same person.

The gap between the two-dimensional and three-dimensional worlds is even greater than that.

Chiyo felt as if her perception of the people in this world had suddenly transformed from an indescribable mosaic creature into a 16K high-definition image. While not exactly lifelike, every movement of theirs was undeniably ferocious.

Two and a half years after transmigrating, I still haven't fully adapted.

So she really didn't want to get to know anyone in this world, especially those main and supporting characters who had appeared in comics and anime.

"Alala~"

Misaki Shokuhou's voice held a hint of surprise, tinged with inquiry and a touch of ill intent: "Excuse me, you and Misaka-san..."

Before Misaki Shokuhou could finish speaking, Chiyo pulled out a Poké Ball and casually released a Pokémon with a yellow upper body and black and yellow lower body, very characteristic of South America.

'A Dream-Inducing Baku!' Mikoto recognized it at a glance.

Misaki Shokuhou naturally recognized it as well.

After all, Pokémon is a national phenomenon in Japan, and Academy City is no exception.

It would be difficult for her not to know him.

'A Psychic-type Pokémon.' Misaki Shokuhou was surprised. She didn't know much about Pokémon, but she couldn't say she knew nothing about them either.

Baku, a Psychic-type Pokémon, possesses strong psychic abilities. It seems to have controlled other Pokémon in the anime, which suggests that its abilities overlap with and may even counter its own.

Even without restraint, the fight could still be a back-and-forth affair.

"She was just being friendly to the new student." Misaki Shokuhou didn't leave, and didn't seem angry, just disappointed, saying, "The new Misaka-san treats me like this."

"Hmm." Chiyo didn't even look at Misaki Shokuhou directly. "If you're not holding a remote control, I'll take this as a gesture of goodwill."

"Hahaha~" Misaki Shokuhou showed no embarrassment at being exposed. She simply took her hand out of her bag casually. "It seems that the new Misaka-san knows her very well."

"I wouldn't say I know you." Chiyo remained calm. "It's not hard to get information on a few Level 5s in Academy City, so there's no need to be surprised. Besides, I don't want to know you."

This is Dolly's body. She didn't take it on voluntarily. If she had a choice, she wouldn't choose anyone in this world.

She didn't know how she met the Soul Chaser of the Underworld, nor did she know why the Soul Chaser of the Underworld wanted to heal her.

Perhaps selfishly, after healing all of Dorina's wounds in the Underworld, she made a decision.

I will never live this life to become someone else!

Chapter Three: I Really Do Have a Sister

Disappointed? Sad? Angry? Excited? Relieved?

Misaki Shokuhou felt a mix of emotions, a complex blend that she couldn't quite describe.

Perhaps they were once the best of friends.

So, the subtle unspoken understanding between best friends made Misaki Shokuhou realize that the person in front of her was the one who had been sentenced to death.