A group called SKILLOUT.

This organization,It's the school city on the basis of school education"Super power development"The activities were eliminated.,Teenagers and girls who are branded as incapable gather together.。

In fact, the name SKILLOUT is not an organization, just like the "mafia" and "mobsters". Rather, it is a general term for groups of similar types. These organizations are extremely complex and mutually exclusive, both in direct opposition to each other. But for those in the outside world who don't know the truth, they are only seen as "guys who are obviously useless in school and cause trouble to others".

In fact, that impression is biased.

No matter where you come from, no matter what you do, all your actions are a fight against the morality of society. Of course, I often do things that are difficult to describe, such as wanting a place to live.

AMONG THE MANY SKILLOUTS, THE METHOD OF DETERMINING THE LEADER, OR THE NUMBER OF LEADERS, AND THE MEANS OF DOMINATION, ALSO VARY.

In one of these organizations, there was a young man who came to the world as a leader.

His name is Komaba Ride.

This large, muscular teenager often scares first-time acquaintances, but he doesn't like strife by nature.

As the boy became the leader, the organization called SKILLOUT, which was made up of incompetent people who had been eliminated from the school's superpower development, gradually acquired morality.

Avoid senseless violence, do not deliberately target the weak, and silently protect those who cannot ask for help from the criminal shadows that slip through the net from the security guards and discipline inspectors.

…… It's not that much to be moved by. They're still because of the reason that they're rejected by the school city.,And all kinds of evil things are justified.。 Acts that have nothing to do with wanting to live or other things are also frequently committed.

However, it is also true that there is a kind of "boundary" that is sprouting little by little.

In fact, from the victim's side, it may seem like something that makes them doubt their ears, but in fact there is a kind of morality that is slowly germinating.

It was at that time.

Something happened that could shape their fate.

Should I say, did someone push the big snowball placed on the ramp with his hand?

Let slow change and reasonable growth become things that cannot be talked about leisurely.

The content is very simple.

Through the hands of the mighty, unleash countless attacks on the incapable.

Temporarily paralyze the communication function of the streets, create a situation where it is impossible to report to the security guards and discipline officers, and then use group attacks to disable those with vicious abilities on the list.

Little by little, the plan is going on. Although it is said to be a skillout, it is also a variety of organizations, and after getting in touch, they have obtained roughly the same opinion. People, money, materials. After reaching the necessary amount to achieve the plan, Komaba and the surrounding boys and girls were truly happy.

But at the same time, Komaba Ride was also thinking.

It's not that simple.

No matter how loud the momentum is, it doesn't necessarily guarantee that the powerful ones will be eliminated. There is also no guarantee that a single elimination will render all targets incapacitated. In any case, this is beyond the realm of the incapable fighting the powerful. The 'upper echelons' of Gakuen City, and the powerful forces that maintain the city, should start acting in order to hinder Komaba's plans.

It is necessary to keep another hand.

This plan, whether it succeeds or fails, whatever the outcome, must stop the attacks on the incapacitated...... It is necessary to create such a 'result'.

But there is no way to keep a hand.

It was in this context that the situation changed.

SOMEONE ATTACKED SKILLOUT.

By the time Komaba Ride arrived, it was already over.

The friends who used to laugh together are gone, and there are very few who even leave a whole corpse.

The only consolation is that the killer has been subdued by an outsider.

In the shadows of the alley, the girl's eyes were clear and shining.

NO3 of the school city,The super popular super electromagnetic cannon Mikoto Misaka,Koma Ride has also heard about her from time to time.。

However, she denied it.

"Misaka is not Mikoto, Misaka is just an incapacitator."

Then, Komaba Ride, from her, got the true identity of the murderer-

Flanda. Seyvin.

It's Fremia's sister.

In fact, from the time he saw the murderer's appearance, Komaba Ridoku had a certain bad feeling in his heart, but he didn't think about it as if he was deceiving himself, and it wasn't until the girl who called herself "Misaka" said it that she had to face this problem head-on:

On one side is the dead brother, and on the other is Fremia's sister.

"Now, what are you going to do?"

"Misaka" left the problem behind and left without looking back.

The hand holding the black short blade clenched tightly.

How?

The face of the murderer in front of him was that of Fremia who had grown up, and there was no need to doubt what the girl who called herself "Misaka" said.

If you want revenge, it's very simple, just let Flanda who fell in a pool of blood leave it alone.

Standing alone in the dark streets for a moment, Komaba Ride's fingers holding the short blade gradually loosened.

Very difficult, I took out my phone and dialed a number:

"Hanzo, Hamami, bring a stretcher, and medicine to stop bleeding......"

……

"Vladivostok, the Udash (Удачи) entertainment center? …… Vladivostok, isn't it Vladivostok in Russia? When did the big gambling establishments be built there? ……”

Miyoshi Misaka scratched her head for some reason.

"Yes. According to the clues left on the mobile phone brought back by my sister, this is the information that Misaka can trace. ”

Misaka 10031 said while quickly retrieving information from the computer:

"It seems to be a subsidiary of a large consortium that provides financial support for the school city.,There are also many research institutes in the college city that directly receive funding from it.。 Correspondingly, they will also make their own demands on this side. Misaka makes his own analysis. ”

"Well, it ...... really"

Mirei Misaka frowned, folded her arms and thought.

Although it is human nature to gamble well, no matter how you say it, this kind of game with human life as a bargaining chip is really a bit overdone. But for some people in the school city,The lives of the powerless are simply things that can be trampled on at will.。

There is no shortage of corrupt people in this world, whether in the school city or outside the academy city.

"Absolute power leads to absolute corruption."

When money and power exceed a certain amount, self-aggrandizement will infinitely expand the dark side of the morally deficient, and under such dark influence, it is possible to do anything.

LV0 in the school city,Although it's called the incapable,But it's not that there is no ability at all.,It's just that the ability is very weak.。

However, even this faint ability to bend a spoon is impossible for outsiders to possess.

Why don't I have that ability?

Simple jealousy can give the corrupt self-aggrandizing a twisted will.

Die, die, die! Poor people who have what I don't have, all die!

Once something like this sprouts,It's going to grow irrepressibly gradually.,Eventually, it will lead to a tragedy in the school city.。

At first, it was just a matter of looking for research institutes in the academy city that were desperate to sponsor funds, and then these institutions went to find hunters, promised large sums of money, and then appreciated the "death of the able".

Then, when the corrupt kind begins to gather, it is inevitable that another inferior nature of humanity will explode.

Bet.

More hunters, who can make more deaths?

This is the hunting game of the incapacitated.

"Na, this kind of thing has to be said that the upside-down man doesn't know Misaka won't believe it. I'm afraid that guy won't care about this kind of thing at all, as long as the capable person is not in danger of reaching the tipping point that constitutes that, maybe he will still secretly use the things that these bastards are doing to achieve some of his own goals......"

Thinking of this, the corners of Misaka Mito's mouth relaxed slightly.

"Since Misaka touched it, it's impossible not to see it...... If this is also in your plan, it is really obvious that there is a scheme. ”

Mikoto Misaka's ideal school city,There shouldn't be all kinds of thick darkness.。

If what I did before was to protect the world that Mai Trin idealized, then now, Mei Ling herself has gradually begun to have her own ideas.

School City,It's not just a city for superpowers.,It's also a city for students.,A city for boys and girls.。

Their young lives should not be filled with such darkness.

The current school city,It feels like a group of corrupt people who are dying of wood and rely on the lives of young people to survive.,So all kinds of tragedies have been created.。

"What about a bunch of people who can't see the light of day...... Well, if you want to harmonize them, it is necessary for the teacher to be famous......"

……

"Huh? School City Management Administrative Law Enforcement Division? ”

Fang Tong put his hands behind his head and lay on his back on the hospital bed, squinting at the white-robed girl on the side and grinning in question.

"What's that?"

"Referred to as chengguan!"

Misaka Mirei crossed her hands on her waist and proudly stood tall.

Not again.

For the intermittent onset of the white-robed girl, Fang Tong has now found a trick to deal with it - that is, ignore her.

The more she tried to dispel her strange ideas, the more she tried to find more outlandish reasons to justify herself.

"Hey, boring."

Turned over, one side of the road facing the wall.

"Huh? Are you sure you don't want to help Misaka? ”

The white-robed girl asked in a somewhat threatening tone.

"I'm not obligated to go crazy with you."

“……”

I felt that there was suddenly no movement behind me, and I felt a little uneasy about the passage of one party.

There's no way this guy can just give up so easily.

"It's so unkind......"

The white-robed girl let out a sad cry:

"Obviously, I confessed Mikoto as Misaka in front of the boy that day, and I said that it was absolutely ......"

"Whew-" sounded, Fang Tong coughed violently and turned over, and asked the white-robed girl who had no trace of sadness at all with an unnatural flush on her face:

"Confession, confession? No kidding, bastard! ”

On the night of September 30th, Mikoto Misaka, who was next to the hedgehog head, mistook this guy for this guy, and said something impulsively that even feels ashamed in retrospect...... (Note 1)

This is probably the black history that everyone has and is unbearable.

Although those words saved him from unnecessary strife and saved him in time, ......

"Don't be shy, Misaka already knows it from her sisters. Ah, really, Misaka is not ready yet, how should he face this feeling......"

Looking at Misaka Mirei, who hugged her body with her arms and said her words in a meaty voice, the corners of her mouth twitched constantly.

He really thought so:

It's better that this guy is really dead!

Note 1: The Black History of September 30. That is, in the underground street, what happened after one side of LOLI almost beat up with the sister of the upper strip. Please make up your own children's shoes =w=