In the black night sky, the icy raindrops are becoming more and more dense.

This kind of rain in the late autumn season makes it very unwise to travel, because it is not only humid but also cold outside.

This is the main road outside the academy city, and the surrounding area is clearing, and farther away are the trees that have fallen their leaves, and the air is filled with the smell of earth mixed with rain.

A section of the road has completely turned into a strange field of rubble, asphalt blocks, and broken rebar. And on the intact road surface, under the dim street lamps, you can see raindrops that keep falling into the lights and a woman who fell on her back to the ground.

Front, Fante lost consciousness.

Caught defenselessly by tens of thousands of volts of lightning spears, even the reformed saint system still fell into a coma.

The rain gradually became heavier, and with the sound of dripping, the heavy makeup on Fante's face was gradually diluted by the rain.

A small, white hand reached for Fante's face, holding a tissue in his finger.

As if treating an expensive antique, the little hand carefully wiped the rain-soaked makeup on Fante's face with a tissue.

Wipe it little by little, carefully avoid the iron ring on the face, the paper towel stained one piece, and then change the other, peeling off the paint mixed with rainwater, and peeling off the disguise of Fante layer by layer.

The original strange and disgusting face took on its original appearance.

A delicate woman's face gives people a heroic feeling.

Looking at Fante's plain makeup, Misaka Meiling smiled happily.

"I knew that if it weren't for this disgusting makeup, the quality would be good...... Now, next, let's see what's behind the other disguise......"

Blue-white electric light danced gently on the fingertips.

Mikoto Misaka once read the memories of a researcher by accident through her own abilities.

What Misaka Miling did at this time was just turning this "accident" into a controllable inevitability.

Fante's, in the past.

Playground accident, blood type of type B Rh-, younger brother......

Please, save my sister!

……

Belch? There's a repairman in blue overalls for Mao, bastard! ……

“…… Fuck off!! ――”

With a scream, Misaka Mirei was slammed out by the barrier of the air.

Meiling rolled on the ground with dirty rain, and finally stabilized her figure, the white robe on her body had become gray, and there were several places on the hem that were already tattered.

Fante's eyes were bloodshot, and she gasped up and down, staring at the white-robed girl in front of her fiercely as if she was going to swallow the other party.

"Hey, hey, hey...... I see......"

The white-robed girl who slowly got up from the ground had a strange crack in her mouth.

Then, she looked up and stared at Fante with a burning gaze that seemed to see everything:

"Admit it! You brother! ”

“…… Ha? ”

As if hearing a language that did not belong to a human being, Fante showed a confused expression for a moment.

"Don't play stupid, bastard! You can't fool me, you like your brother, right? ”

Mirei Misaka squirted excitedly from her nostrils like a bullfight, and fired continuously like a machine gun:

"You like your own brother, don't you? No matter what others think, you want to be with him anyway, right? Right? Is that so? ”

Fan Te was stunned, and then angrily waved the hammer in his hand:

"What does this have to do with you! Damn rats! ”

The hard lumps of the wind began to rush towards the white-robed girl.

"Get out of the way!"

As if to drive away the pesky flies, Misaka Miling stared at Fan Te excitedly, her eyes didn't blink, she just waved her arm, and a large piece of mixed pure earth mixed with steel bars flew horizontally, colliding directly with the blunt instrument of the wind, and then made a popping sound in the air.

The blunt instrument of the wind is canceled out.

"So, your brother must like you too, right? Must be very, very fond of you, right? Otherwise, I wouldn't have said something like 'please save my sister' at that time, would you? Ah, it's a pity, if we can grow up together, maybe it will develop into a real sister line...... Oh, by the way, there is no law in Europe that prohibits close relatives from marrying, right? ”

Mirei Misaka's eyes lit up and she was about to continue, but Fante's body began to tremble.

It's not due to the after-effects of the electric shock just now, and of course it can't be shy.

Rather, anger, even something tens, hundreds of times more than anger.

This white-robed fellow, this hateful rat, damned fellow, unexpectedly, completely, defiled his own feelings and those of his dead brother.

How many years have it been...... At that time.

It is clear that there is absolutely no problem in science! A safety device, the latest lightweight reinforcement material, and a fully automatic speed management program! These trustworthy sentences are lined up one by one!! Actually! It's not that it didn't work!

The amusement park's facilities malfunctioned during the trial operation, and the young self and his younger brother were left in tatters.

Type B Rh-, this kind of blood is difficult to find in the blood bank of the hospital, and the blood transfusion bank that can be prepared is simply not enough for two people, no matter who you contact, no one comes. The two siblings, who had been desperately waiting for rescue, heard the doctor's words full of despair-

-- Only one can be saved.

thereupon

"Please save my sister!"

My brother said something like that,

And then

No then.

I watched my brother die like this.

And themselves, survived.

Science deprived my younger brother of his way to live.

Now, the city of science has sent such a guy again, and even his brother's last mind is full of malicious speculation......

“…… Hate science, hate science! If science is such a disgusting thing, then destroy them all and fill the world with warmer laws, which is my duty to devour my brother's future! ”

Taking a deep breath, as if to multiply his strength, the air around him seemed to vibrate, and Fant shouted and swung the spiked hammer in his hand.

One, two, three...... A total of 10 blunt instruments of the wind were created in one go.

At the end of the chain with the tongue attached, small crosses drew intricate lines, and blunt instruments of the wind flew out, then collided with each other, shattering into a massive storm of directed barrage.

The white-robed maiden hovered backwards sharply, and the pavement was constantly lifted and flipped by the magnetic force as she retreated, forming a thick wall of reinforced concrete and asphalt.

The blunt force storm that followed peeled off the other side of the wall, and Mirei Misaka continued to retreat, turning more pavement into part of the wall.

Gravel and asphalt flew in the heavy rain.

Fante kept swinging the hammer in his hand like crazy, and the blunt instrument storm showed no signs of abating, but tended to get stronger and stronger.

More dense than the raindrops that are falling from the sky, the heavy rain of the blunt instrument of the wind.

"What the hell are you fucking, bastard! Are you ashamed to love your brother? You can't love enough, bastard! ”

Mirei Misaka was unhappy with Fante's sudden frenzy and complained loudly through the concrete wall.

"You know what! Filthy rat, don't trample on other people's minds with your disgusting common sense! ”

Vante clenched his teeth, and with the will to never give up until he killed the opponent, he swung the giant hammer with all his strength to create a new blunt weapon.

"Aren't you the one who tramples on other people's minds at will?"

From the other side of the wall, there was a voice.

"Amusement rides aren't made to hurt people, they're built to make people happy, right? The hospital is trying to revive you, right? If there was a way, you and your brother could be saved, wouldn't we? ”

"Shut up ......"

"Didn't my brother, who gave up his life, say please save my sister? What kind of mood do you think he said this? He is fully aware of the situation he is in, and even then he still has to save you!! How do you think he wants you to live? Throw the rest of your life into revenge against science? ”

"Shut up !! me"

Excessively excited, Fante swung the hammer.

There was no calculation, just a blunt instrument of air produced by the chaotic swing of the hammer, easily blocked by the thick walls.

"A child who is not even ten years old, in a state of hazy consciousness on the verge of death, has a seriously injured blood relative in front of him! At this time, if you are told to make a choice, no matter who you are, you will definitely nod your head!! Because that's what a child thinks. There's no value in it, is it? If you don't have enough blood, why don't you just give it to your brother? Even if you use my blood to give it to my brother, wouldn't it be fine? ”

Fante roared out all her feelings in one breath in a wailing voice, and in the heavy rain, her face flowed without knowing whether it was rain or tears.

The wall in front of him gradually collapsed.

The white-robed girl put her hands in her pockets, and she looked squarely at Fante's face:

"There must be value or something. Don't distort and negate the kindness of others at will! ”

Fante just felt guilty and unwilling to let his brother die because of his own reasons. For her, the biggest enemy is probably not science but herself. Obviously, the most important thing she wanted to protect with these hands died in her own hands, and she must hate herself for being like this.

Heavenly Punishment Technique.

This is a technique that attacks all those who are hostile to them. 、

When I first heard it, I thought it was a convenient technique, but if I wasn't in an environment where I was hated by a large number of people, it wouldn't be useful at all.

Fante chose to make the whole world hate him.

Without the hostility of others, her technique would have no value and would not produce any results. In order to achieve this goal, she dived into the darkness of this world, as if she had chosen to completely abandon the way of life to accept kindness from others.

believes that this is the most suitable way to survive, just to atone for the sins of his dead brother, and torture himself and punish himself in this way.

So Meiling frowned and said:

"It was your brother who made the choice himself, so his sister is now alive and standing here! You're alive, not just as yourself, but as your brother's beloved sister! Although your brother's real sister line was broken halfway, the sister you love is still alive, isn't this the greatest value for your brother? At that time, your brother was the most loving person in the world! ”

"Love? …… Don't laugh at the dead, I've devoured my brother's future......"

"That's what you say...... Then let me ask you, why were you angry when I deliberately misinterpreted your brother's mind just now! If you really don't think your brother's sacrifice makes any sense, then whatever I say, you should just scoff at it, right? ”

"I... I ......"

The brown eyes stared closely at the distracted Fante, and the white-robed girl said word by word:

"Like, love, aimer...... If you want the other party to live happily, it is definitely not about wanting to get anything from the other party, but the feelings that you are willing to pay for each other even with your own life...... If you can't understand this, if you still trample on your brother's last heart......"

Meiling clenched her fists,

"I'm going to knock you out right here, and then drag you to your brother's grave so that you can say the bastard thing you just said again in front of your brother!"

"You're a confident guy......"

Fante's lips didn't seem to move, she said.

"With this level of rhetoric, do you want to change the way I live? This path is my own decision, even if you see my memory, it is impossible for you to change my mind so easily! ”

Fant took a step back, then used all the strength of his body, raised the heavy giant hammer, and took a stance.

As if in response, blue-white electricity swirled around the white-robed girl's right arm, emitting a tooth-aching screech.

The distance between the two is about five meters.

The final blow of each side is a head-to-head victory.

The sound of the destruction of the road surface collapsing sounded, and the fuse of victory and defeat was ignited.