Kamen Rider Zi-O, Dimensional Descent

Gates silently placed the other person on the ground, and just then—

"...Really, we've already cast a spell to disperse the onlookers, so why are there still ordinary people barging in?"

Behind.

A flying kick-like attack came straight at him.

"—!!"

Gates instinctively turned around, caught the kick with both hands, and then stepped back.

The person who attacked me... was that red-haired priest who was smoking just now!

"you…!"

"You're supposed to be a regular person from the science side, right? That spiky hair of yours is already enough of a nuisance, and yet some random people still manage to barge in..."

The priest, smoking a cigarette, looked at Gates with displeasure.

"Listen up, now get out of my sight right now, or you'll be in big trouble."

The other person's expression immediately turned unfriendly.

Gates frowned, looking at the other person with extreme vigilance.

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Volume 5, A Certain Magical Index: Chapter 135 The 20,000 Created Clones

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Just when Gates thought he was about to have a physical altercation with the other party.

But then another boy ran over from the other side.

He had spiky hair and wore a white shirt and black pants.

When he saw the priest about to clash with Gates, he immediately stopped him.

"Stiyl! Is it really necessary to resort to violence against others right from the start?!"

"Get out of here, you have no right to talk to me like that."

"Gurgle—!"

Just as Touma Kamijou was about to say something, he was shoved aside by Stiyl.

Gates quickly caught him.

"Are you OK?"

"You don't actually think we're allies, do you? That's ridiculous. I only stayed with you to protect the child, and... what's wrong with driving away random people who wander in?"

"That's what they say...!"

In fact, Touma Kamijou could also understand Stiyl's meaning.

From their perspective, this was an extremely dangerous place, and Gates was just an ordinary person who had suddenly wandered into this dangerous place.

This is not only to keep their affairs from being exposed, but also to ensure Gates' safety.

"...You can stop talking for a moment."

After roughly understanding the content of their argument, Gates got up.

"No matter what your reasons are for wanting me to leave, do you think I can just sit idly by after seeing someone die here?"

"I see... So what can you do?"

Steele looked calmly at Gates and pulled another cigarette from his pocket.

"Who is this person? Why did he die here? And if he is dead, why do all the students around him seem to ignore his body as if they can't see it?"

"Can you explain the reasons clearly? You don't even know what caused this, so what can you possibly do to interfere in this matter?"

He gave a cold, indifferent snort.

"Touma Kamijou, I'm going up first. As for this ordinary citizen... I've already given him a good warning. If he still doesn't intend to leave and just barges in like this, then whatever happens next is entirely his own responsibility."

"I'm going in first, you'd better follow me in quickly."

The two watched as the red-haired priest left.

Kamijou Touma gritted his teeth, looking at the fallen knight's corpse with a complicated expression.

"…hateful!"

It was unclear what exactly was causing his anger, but Gates could clearly sense his resentment.

He probably regrets not being able to save the knight in time.

"--cough!"

At this moment, both of them were startled by the sound in front of them.

It was the knight who had fallen to the ground.

Even though he had stopped breathing, he still coughed a few times, as if he were experiencing a final burst of energy before death.

However, they certainly wouldn't survive.

"Hey! Are you alright?!"

"...This guy is beyond saving."

Gates stared at the knight before him and spoke the harsh reality.

"We have nothing to save him, and even if we call an ambulance, it won't make it in time."

"..."

Kamijou Touma looked incredulous, gripping the man in front of him tightly.

at this time.

"...I really can't stand it."

Thump—! The door that had been closed was kicked open again.

Steele emerged from the building once more.

"you…?"

"You should move aside from that side first."

Stiyl pulled aside Touma Kamijou, who was blocking the knight's path, and squatted down directly in front of him.

While the knight was barely clinging to life, Stiyl and he exchanged a few words.

The two communicated with each other, and the knight said something at the last moment... Finally, his raised right hand fell.

Stiyl gazed at the other person calmly, as if he were praying for him.

"...Let's go."

Under the somewhat surprised gazes of Gates and Touma Kamijou, Stiyl took a deep breath.

"It is our duty as priests to see the dead off on their final journey. I have no time to waste on useless sympathy for the dead."

"And as for the ordinary people over there, dispersing idlers won't work on you, so I'll give you one last piece of advice... leave this place. From here on, it will no longer be the world of you scientific citizens."

He was also a man burdened with a certain awareness.

Although Father Steel was very blunt, both Gates and Touma understood that it was to prepare them for the situation and to warn Gates, who he considered an ordinary person, to stay away from such danger as much as possible.

And his own respect for the consciousness of the dead.

Gates didn't know what kind of man Steele was, but...

Based on what he just said and did, Gates' initial opinion of Steele... has changed slightly.

He didn't believe the other party was truly cold-blooded and ruthless.

"Do you want to follow them?"

Gates looked at Touma Kamijou beside him.

Although he didn't know who this person was, it was clear that he had come here because of the incident that had occurred here.

"Now that I've seen someone die so easily here, I'll definitely investigate what happened here. What are you planning to do?"

"...Does that even need to be said?"

Looking at the knight lying lifeless on the ground, Touma Kamijou clenched his fists tightly.

"This kind of thing might happen again, so just for the sake of preventing it from happening again, I'm going to go inside!"

"I didn't realize you had such backbone."

Gates chuckled and walked alongside him.

"I am Meikoin Gates, and you are?"

"Touma Kamijou, um... while it's fine for you to come in with me, I actually don't recommend it, because it might actually be quite dangerous in here..."

"Stop saying things like that. You're already inside. If you're a man, stop dawdling!"

"Wait—slow down a bit!!"

It seems Gates has become thoroughly involved in this incident.

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After Misaka Mikoto and her so-called sister left, Yan Ming was drawn to the commotion in another direction.

He followed them into a small alley.

At first, we didn't see anyone, but...

After walking a little further in, Yan Ming spotted a familiar figure.

The school uniform of Tokiwadai Middle School, and a girl with chestnut hair.

Is it Misaka Mikoto? Or her younger sister?

Yan Ming followed closely behind, and then turned slightly at the entrance of the alley—

He witnessed a scene that ordinary people might never forget in their lifetime.

"...So that's how it is?"

Misaka Mikoto's younger sister stood not far from him.

One, two, three…

A group of at least a dozen people stood before Yan Ming, and—all of them looked exactly alike.

Some of the girls wore something like night vision goggles on their heads, some carried something like backpacks, and some held dolls or other things.

After witnessing this scene, Yan Ming finally understood why her so-called "sister" had the exact same appearance as her.

"Clones, that's why they look so alike."

Here I must once again praise Yan Ming's peculiar values; most ordinary people would probably be terrified after witnessing this scene.

But Yan Ming didn't even blink.

With a monstrous worldview, he readily accepts this bizarre event; perhaps it is precisely this extraordinary nature that allows him to become the so-called Demon King.

"Misaka Mikoto... I'll just call you my little sisters for now."

Yan Ming took a step forward, a move that made all the younger sisters aware of his presence.

"Why were you... created? How many clones like you are there in this city?"

"...Verify the password, ZXC741ASD852QWE963. Misaka is attempting to test you."

Naturally, even Yan Ming, who possessed a wealth of wisdom, could not decipher such a complex code in such a short time.

The younger sister standing in front of her blinked indifferently.

"As expected, you're not one of the people involved in the experiment," Misaka thought, once again convinced that her intuition was correct.

She slowly walked away.

"Although the experiment itself has been frozen, there are still many things that the Misakas need to clean up afterward."

"In order to deal with the aftermath, the Misakas no longer had time to work with this man, and at the same time, they could no longer work with their Onee-sama. Misaka was a little sad that her free time had come to an end."