The Bad Works of Comics

Chapter 76, Chapter X, Extra Story 8 Misaka and the Daily Life of the Last Work

stood near him just now.

The guards, all covered in protective gear, suddenly fell to the ground without warning.

The prostrate body was immersed in the stagnant water on the ground.Even so, the opponent did not move.

Although the equipment on his body is waterproof, it is not a normal reaction.

For example, are there any idiots who jump into standing water in raincoats?

(...Could it be...passed out?) Kamijou wondered how their formal gear would feel.

However, if it's something like a doll costume,

There is a high chance of developing symptoms of dehydration or heat stroke.

It was a bit cold for Kamijou, but it might not be the case for someone wearing such heavy equipment. (Oops.) Kamijou turned his gaze to his surroundings.

There were no ordinary students present, but there were quite a few guards.

Even so, Kamijou went to the fallen guard.

at this time.

Voices came from everywhere.

The sound of "crack" reached Kamijou's ears.It was the sound of human beings falling.And not just one sound.

The sound of slapping slapping came repeatedly, forming a long noise.

"What... what?"

After Kamijou looked around in surprise, his body froze.All the guards patrolling the road at night fell down, they didn't seem to be impacted, but just rolled to the ground indifferently.

Moreover, not only did not move a finger, even the body did not tremble.You can see it from a distance.They have fallen into a complete coma.

By the way, what is going on here?

"Wait...what's going on here, hey!!" Now he started to run quickly.

He ran to check on the guard who fell first.It appeared to be a man who fell into the standing water.Even in such a state, he might suffocate, so Kamijou thought, he first moved the man's body out of the water and put him on his back.

The man's body is quite heavy.

It was impossible to distinguish whether it was from the equipment or the weight of the human being.

(Where are the others...) He ran around checking, no one seemed to be choking.If possible, he would like to transport everyone to the underground mall, but he doesn't have that kind of physical strength.Humans weigh as much as sandbags.

It is also troublesome to call others to come.

This side is an extremely wide road. Academy City is basically a collection of student streets. Except for the entertainment street used by some teachers, most of the places stop functioning as the sun goes down.

Now the stores with lights are convenience stores and restaurants with late night business permits.

After the last tram and bus left, there was no traffic at all on the one-sided three-lane road.

There is nothing more worrisome than this.

There were obviously so many people falling down in front of them, but there was no commotion around them.It seemed best to give up hope that someone would help.

(The guards exist for such things...) Kamijou stared at the guards' faces.

The opponent's body is all made of non-metallic parts, and there is no way to check the injuries without taking them off.Still, at least the clothes weren't stained red.

He imitated the movements in movies or series, and put his hand on the other party's neck to measure the pulse.

With the beating pulse of life, a strong response was sent to Kamijou's fingertips.Put your palm to your mouth, and you can also feel the breath of stability.

Life is fine... it seems like it should be.But if there is no injury, what could be the cause? (Anesthetic gas...? No.)

If so, there is no way to explain why Kamijou was the only one who was okay.

In short, you can't ignore it with your own layman's judgment.

Had to call an ambulance.

Kamijou took out his mobile phone and pressed the three-digit number to connect to the customer service center.Just pressing the call button on an emergency phone like this makes people feel nervous, but this is not the first time he has reported.

Although his head was a little confused, he could finally explain the situation.

Kamijou snapped the foldable phone away.

After standing up, put the phone in the pocket of his trousers.At this time, "... Swish... Squeak..."

A noise could be heard at the foot.Kamijou looked down.The fallen guard remained motionless.Near his shoulder, there was a murmur-like sound from the radio.

"Squeak... Swish Swish Swish... Invasion. Repeat... Squeak Swish Swish Swish!!... It is confirmed that the gate has been destroyed! Intruders are heading to the city—is anyone there? Our troops are under unknown attack Gaah! ?”

Clap! !Sounds like the TV turning off.

The sound should come from the radio.The other party should be a guard elsewhere, and the tense words are quite concerning.The square-shaped mechanism only emits an even noise. At first glance, it looks like an ordinary mobile phone without decoration, but the structure is completely different.He didn't want to touch it at all.

What was that just now... Kamijou looked away.

He remembered the line that was mixed with noise on the radio just now. (...intruder.)

In other words, someone came here from outside Academy City.I don't know how this is related to the situation where the guard fell to the ground in front of him.

But no matter what, what appeared in Kamijou's mind was— (Isn't there a problem with Index...)

Even if they are enemies of Academy City, it doesn't mean that they are all from the wizarding world, and even if they are magicians, it doesn't mean that everyone's target is Index.

But she was the first thing he thought of.

Oops, Kamijou started to change his mind.

Just in case it's safe to do so, it's better to rendezvous with her early.

At this time, touch, a small impact came from the abdomen.It looked as if someone had hit him... When you think about it, the impact came very low.

It's not near the chest, the impact is from under the stomach.

He looked down.

The person who bumped into him was a petite little girl.

He is more than a head shorter than Kamijou in height.Probably only about ten years old.A head of tawny hair almost reaching the shoulders.Her name is indeed...

"Isn't that your last work? What's going on?" A humming voice answered his question.

The Last Work didn't know that he was so fragile, why Misaka felt so heartbroken.

why?

Her response was slurred because her small face was pressed against Kamijou's top.Rather than bumping into him in the last work, it is better to hug him tightly.Slight trembling, the cold body temperature wet by the rain came through the jacket.She was drenched, and it was hard to imagine getting so wet just in such light rain.What happened?Kamijou tilted his head.

"Save Misaka..." The Last Work grabbed Kamijou's jacket near his stomach and raised his head.

Head up.

The big eyes were reddened by the **, and the transparent liquid ran down the cheeks.

Even with the icy rain, you can still recognize a tear running down your cheek immediately.She— she yelled:

"Auntie, help, Misaka is calling for help urgently..."

Chapter 84 Chapter X Extra Story 9 The Daily Life of Misaka and Accelerator

Not to mention the encounter between the last work and Kamijou.

On the other hand, Academy City itself began to undergo major changes.

Because an intruder from the magical side appeared.

On the drizzle tonight, Academy City is destined to be troubled.

…………

People fell one after another.

In the cold rain, there was no resistance, no noise, no drop of blood, no scream, only the sound of people falling resounded in the dark street.They're all adults in impact-resistant body armor.

The white light of the street lamps illuminated the guns in the stagnant water.

Those were the security guards who maintained the security of Academy City.

They fell to the ground and did not move.

Not even a fingertip moved.

Compared to them, the sound of chirping footsteps sounded.

The thin female figure walks the street in the rain, past the victims lying quietly on the wet road.

The woman who came out from under the street lamp did not hold an umbrella.The thin strands of rain hit her thin body like a girl.She is wearing a long gown in the form of a one-piece dress, with a thin belt around the waist and removable sleeves from the wrist to the upper arm.

Just think of it as something that puts a bank or post office clerk on the arm, and make it more ornate.She wears a cloth on her head to hide all the strands of hair.

Those who are more or less interested in history or archaeology may know that it was the costume of French citizens around the fifteenth century.However, the base color is bright yellow.It is really hard to say that the prototype has been maintained.

The sound of metal colliding with each other came.

Woman's face wearing earrings.In addition to the ears, nose, lips, eyelids were pierced.After opening his lips and sticking out his tongue, a chain fell.Necklace-thin chains connect the tongue ring on the tip of the tongue and extend to the waist.A decoration imitating a cross hangs on it.

She knew that this would damage her appearance, but she still put it into practice.

In Christianity, "metal penetration" is a word with profound meaning. The "Son of God" was originally martyred by being nailed or stabbed with a spear.As long as the place of puncture is considered, the operation formula can be freely composed.

"Hmph." The woman with many vents on her face looked around and kicked up a radio that had rolled down at her feet.She grabbed the quadrangular machine flying in the air with one hand.After feeling the feeling of being wet by rain, he frowned slightly.

After turning the radio in her hand like a pistol, she put her mouth close to the radio.

Then he whispered in his ear, "Ha-la-Aleister."

Along with the noise came the confused voice of the guard.Ignoring the other person's voice, she continued as if accosting someone she couldn't hear,

"Aleister will sneak in even on such an ordinary route anyway. I'll be happy if you talk to me quickly."

The pop of the toggle switch can be heard.

The sound quality became noticeably clear.

"What are you doing?"

"If you want to know, I can tell you too."

"Let me confirm, do you think I will accept this level of provocation?"

"That's right. I've already killed three of the general directors, and I can't stand being called 'this level'."

The woman turns the radio in her hand.There was a look of disappointment on his face.

"It is true that there are only 12 people in the governing council."

"There is so much to add."

"That's a big problem."

"I have a way of getting them to bend to me."

"As for me...I've been wondering if you don't actually exist, Aleister? I think you are a stereoscopic image, or an unknown mechanism inside the corpse to move the corpse?"

"It's an opinion full of dreams. You are not suitable to be a scholar, you are more suitable to be an inventor."

"Your opinion hides the meaning of the governing council... I originally thought so, but it seems that I guessed wrong. You are not nervous at all."

If I knew earlier that I should kill a few more members of the governing council, the woman whispered.

The other party did not ask to stop using the radio.It seems that it has no effect at all at the level of declaration.

"Forget it. Do you know my name?"

"I don't know. I plan to ask about the thief only during the interrogation."

"God's right seat."

Simply.

She uttered the name of the deepest part of the magic power.