One-way traffic

A fierce gale arose, but it was not aimless destruction. Accelerator manipulated the vectors of these winds, causing them to envelop the entire house like spheres.

From this perspective, it looks like a small semi-circular object.

"The wind speed is 120 kilometers per hour, enough to easily tear the armor plates of the tank into paper. Zombies simply cannot get in. Of course, no one can get out tonight."

"At least this way I can get some rest, right?"

"Hahaha……"

Takibayashi gave an awkward laugh, but inside he was completely furious.

Are you kidding me? This is insane! A storm with winds of 120 kilometers per hour? I seem to remember that a Category 10 typhoon only has winds of 102 kilometers per hour!

Why isn't he portrayed as nearly as twisted in the anime adaptation of A Certain Magical Index?! This guy must be cheating!

"Um, wait a moment!"

Just as Accelerator was about to enter the house, Hatsune Miku quickly called him back.

“I remember, Mr. Yifang, you said that these powers of yours are achieved through the electrodes on your neck. So, if you have to do this all night long…”

"Don't worry, I can still calculate the time it takes to get through the night. As long as the wind barrier is set up in advance, the wind speed will naturally disappear by eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and the rest will be fine even without my calculations."

Just like marinating food in advance, Accelerator only needs to put the wind, which is being treated as 'food', into the refrigerator and let it marinate slowly. He can just take it out the next day. That's probably the idea.

Of course, being able to calculate and extend the direction of force to such an extent must consume an enormous amount of computing power, and only one person, Accelerator, can do this.

They went inside the room.

Click.

The living room lights were turned on, revealing a simple villa living room with seemingly many rooms.

There were no zombies in the house; Accelerator had already sensed them beforehand with his abilities.

The living and the dead have different vector directions, so he can tell them apart at a glance. Therefore, there is no need to worry about the comical scenario of being killed by zombies in the house in the middle of the night.

"However, let's confirm tomorrow's plans before we go to sleep."

Although they entered the room, the three of them did not go to sleep immediately.

They entered the spacious living room and each opened a bottle of beverage. Takibayashi had a standard Coke, Hatsune Miku had an orange juice, and Accelerator, well, naturally, had the familiar canned coffee.

They sat on the sofa in the living room and began to discuss tomorrow's itinerary.

"As I said before, it was because of this message from that guy we only met once that we had to search everywhere for the so-called special computer, but it was all in vain."

"Perhaps the computer we found earlier did contain the correct information, but unfortunately, it was completely destroyed by the zombies. Even we couldn't repair it. The wreckage was burned away by the fire."

This is indeed a problem.

If they lose their only clue, they really won't know how to continue.

Accelerator took a sip of coffee and pondered for a moment.

"No, there's no need to rush into doing that."

"Eh? What does this mean?"

"Your current equipment is of very poor quality."

Takibayashi and Hatsune Miku immediately understood and both looked at the small knife at Takibayashi's waist.

A word that breaks the sky.

To attempt to fight so many zombies with just a small knife is incredibly audacious, to say the least. Even with his special regenerative abilities, it would be extremely difficult. In fact, it's a miracle that they were able to hold out for so many days on their own.

Accelerator also has its own purposes.

"This pistol isn't like those in games with unlimited magazines. I've almost used up all my magazines, so I need to find something to replenish them."

Accelerator's pistol was a lightweight pistol specially made for him by the Dark Side, and the ammunition was also specially treated and enhanced. It was impossible to find such a magazine in this dilapidated city of unknown origin.

Therefore, it's best to find more firearms that you can use and are comfortable with.

For Accelerator, his original physique was very weak, so weak that a single punch from that spiky-haired, powerless person was enough to send him flying dozens of meters, but now it's different.

If you think about it carefully, the fact that Accelerator can fire guns at will without using his abilities, and even recently used a shotgun at will, is itself a testament to this.

After a period of intense training in the Dark Division, Accelerator's physique had reached a point where he was unaffected by firing any gun.

Of course, all of this is to make up for his combat power in daily mode. If he were to activate his strongest superpower, there would be no one in the world who could defeat Accelerator.

With that, tomorrow's itinerary is now completely set.

"Go find a gun shop in this city, and you two can pick up some weapons you like while you're at it. I can't keep protecting you all the time, can I?"

If there's a situation where even Accelerator can't keep an eye on them, such as when a zombie takes advantage of the chaos to attack Hatsune Miku or Takibayashi, and the two happen to be unarmed, that would be a truly hilarious situation.

Accelerator certainly didn't want such a ridiculous scene to happen behind him.

That concludes the discussion.

The three of them finally chose their assigned rooms. Although there was a second floor, they did not plan to go there, as it would be more convenient that way.

Hatsune Miku quickly discovered an area that was very precious to her.

"What's that... a toilet?"

"It's a bathroom, and it even has a bathtub!"

Standing in the incredibly luxurious and enormous bathroom, Hatsune Miku spoke with great excitement.

Her eyes were even shining.

"That's not all! There are so many wardrobes here, and lots of cute clothes inside! Ah, this won't do, these are other people's things, I can't just touch them, but, but it should be okay to just take a look, right...?"

…This young lady is really quite a brat.

Accelerator waved his hand silently and returned to the living room.

"You guys go ahead and wash, then call me when you're done."

"Are you alright? I remember you seem to have some difficulty moving around. Would it be inconvenient for you to take a shower alone? Or should I help you—"

"Huh? What nonsense are you spouting all of a sudden? You want me to kick your balls out, huh?!"

"No, no, no, bro! I was just a little concerned about your gender—please, Brother Yifang! I know I was wrong, please don't point a gun at my groin anymore!"

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The time is midnight.

The first student in Academy City sat on his bed, gazing at the night sky outside.

The familiar moonlight, the sky, and the gentle breeze that occasionally blew in through the window—a breeze barrier I had set up myself.

Everything was so ordinary, if you didn't consider the zombies that were still wandering outside.

So much happened that day.

Even after drinking several cans of coffee, he still looked somewhat tired.

"I wonder when I'll be able to see that brat again."

What happened to Last Order after Accelerator left? What happened to Academy City? What about the various events involving the Anbu?

All of these were problems buried deep in his heart.

And, more importantly, why were they brought into such a world?

Will they be able to successfully find a way back?

Accelerator clicked his tongue and tossed his cane against the wall.

He connected the electrodes of the transformer to the power strip next to the bed and charged it.

"I thought Academy City was annoying enough... but it seems there are always annoying things everywhere."

That's it.

The first ability user put his hands behind his head and gently closed his eyes.

"This is really something, you bastard."

Chapter Twelve: Villains Born in Darkness

The sunlight shone on my face.

As he was being exposed to the intense heat, the first person opened his eyes. Even when directly exposed to sunlight, his body was not affected by ultraviolet rays, a fact that could be achieved even without activating the electrodes on his neck.

He murmured softly.

"I really wish this were just a dream."

Everything that happened up to yesterday was still vivid in his mind; the first thing was always deeply etched in his memory.

A sudden apocalyptic world, an invasion of zombies, and those two guys I met last night.

Takibayashi, who somehow learned about his own information, and Hatsune Miku, an idol girl who is like a young lady.

If he could, Accelerator would prefer that all of this was just a dream, which would make things much easier.

Unfortunately, reality is cruel.

The first person sat up from the bed and unplugged the charging cable connected to the electrodes. He could still feel that the electrodes, which were like collars, were warm.

The battery is fully charged.

Accelerator's biggest weakness is the use of his electrodes. To unlock his strongest superpowers, he needs to consume a huge amount of electricity. Therefore, maintaining the batteries for his electrodes is essential for him.

Accelerator doesn't have the habit of sleeping in pajamas; he's still wearing his gray and white striped shirt. He sits up directly in front of the bed.

The time is 8:24 AM.

Accelerator opened the window and looked outside.

Just as he had calculated yesterday, the storm barrier he had directly set up had completely stopped.

Today, he needs to take those two guys with him to do even more things.

All of this was so that I could leave this inexplicable city as soon as possible.

"I never thought I'd be leading others to do things."

Accelerator himself found it unbelievable; he had always been the kind of lone wolf.

If it were my past self, I probably would have turned on the electrodes and left the house last night while everyone else was asleep, to go find the mastermind behind it all by myself.

As he thought this, the person in first place also put on a rather unique expression.

"They've really changed a lot."

As usual, he picked up the iron cane beside him, opened the door, and walked into the living room.

As soon as I stepped outside, a unique fragrance wafted over.

"Huh? It's cooking?"

Accelerator paused for a moment, then slowly walked into the living room, leaning on his cane.

He saw Takibayashi already sitting there, along with two cans of drinks on the table.

"Hey, Yifang! You're up pretty early."

Accelerator sat down on the sofa opposite him and noticed two bottles of drinks on the table.

One bottle of canned coffee, and the other is a bottle of cola that Takibayashi drinks himself.

"I know you prefer coffee, and I know what you like to eat, which further proves that what I said yesterday is true, right?"

"You're disgusting, just like a stalker."

The first person gave the other person an unfriendly look, but still picked up the coffee on the table and tasted it.

The taste is not bad; this kid has good taste.

The aroma of the food grew stronger and stronger, and then a familiar figure walked in from the right side of the living room.

"Sorry to keep you all waiting~"

It was Hatsune Miku, like an idol girl. She was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, except that she was now wearing a kitchen apron.

She was carrying several plates of carefully prepared dishes.

"what is this?"

"We still need to eat, right? We should make sure to have a good breakfast, otherwise it will be inconvenient for us to move around later."