Chapter 2 There are no prisoners in the happy hell
On the bed in the room lay a petite girl, who looked a little smaller and older than the last thing she had done on the edge of the bed.
Rather than poking lightly at the side of the bedside on the cheeks of the extraneous individual, there were two people whispering something by the window of the hospital room.
"It seems to be a 'semi-finished product' that has not yet been completed, and I am afraid that I don't even have the most basic personality and common sense."
The gray-haired boy rested his arms on the window, his blood-red eyes looking out at the endless night sky.
There was a certain disgust and hatred in his voice, as if to someone else, but also to himself.
"Now, don't say that."
Beside him, there was a white-robed girl who turned her back and leaned against the window, her doting eyes never left the two girls in the room, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned without even noticing herself:
Doesn't this also mean that the child's body has not passed any big hands and feet? At most, it's just catalyzed growth. β
"Indeed."
Although I don't want to admit it, I really didn't think of this when I passed. He has seen too much darkness, and his mind can only move towards the end of the tragedy like inertia.
But this guy next to Fang Tong is different, her voice is full of brightness that makes Fang Tong envious:
"In this way, you only need to adjust your body well, and you can grow up like an ordinary child!"
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This guy can always see where he can't notice, and feels that no matter what happens to her, he will gallop at full speed in the dazzling direction.
-- Maybe that's what makes humans in the light different from themselves?
This is really, desirable
After a small silence, the corners of Fang Tongtong's mouth loosened slightly:
"yes, that's what happened."
He turned around and joined her in silently staring at the two children in the room
The quiet night also slowly spreads, and as time passes, the air seems to be filled with some kind of comfort and warmth that makes people feel intoxicated.
When one party came back to his senses, he found that the last work had fallen asleep on the edge of the bed.
Two cute faces that looked almost identical were close together, each breathing thinly.
A sense of serenity and tranquility enveloped the whole body of the party, and at this moment, he felt that he had the most precious thing in the world.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey"
What interrupted the satisfaction of one side was a burst of laughter from the side.
It was as if the sound reached the ears of the two sleeping girls, and as if they were in some nightmare, the girls struggled on their little faces.
Truth be told, the laughter sounded so terrifying that one side was taken aback.
So when he turned his head to confirm, he saw Mirei Misaka smirking at the two girls while drooling from the corners of her mouth.
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I definitely misunderstood it beforeβthis guy was definitely not light, but something more dangerous than the dark, how could I not have noticed it before? It's so dangerous to get her so close to the last work!
There is still a face to say that others are LOLI control every day, but in fact, she herself is the real dangerous existence, right? At the very least, I won't stare at the little girl and drool or something.
As if stung in the side of the face by the gaze of one party, Mirei Misaka finally came back to her senses.
"What, what?"
Realizing her gaffe, Misaka quickly adjusted her posture, and then put on a fierce face towards the pass.
Fang Tong just calmly took out the face towel and handed it to the girl who was raising her eyebrows at her.
"Wipe it, saliva."
"Teng! ~" The crimson color instantly occupied the cheeks of the white-robed girl.
In embarrassment, he snatched the face towel, turned his back and wiped a few handfuls of it, and then threw the face towel out the window in hatred.
Holding her arms in front of her chest, the girl squinted at the corner of the wall and stammered sophistry:
"IβI'm just a little hungry, and I definitely don't have the brains to make up for them, and I'm not thinking about anything!"
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The visible green tendons gradually climbed up the forehead of the passer.
- Sure enough, this guy is dangerous!
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It's also a ward in a hospital in the Seventh School District.,The second place in the school city.,Emperor Yuangen is enduring physical discomfort.γ
And not the pain of the wound, but the more strange cause.
Every nerve was tense uncontrollably, muscles were twitching unnaturally, and the corners of the eyes were pounding wildly.
The reason for all this is that there is a girl in the room with short brown shoulder-length hair and a Tokiwadai winter uniform.
"Misaka 'I' is Misaka with medical examination number 10031."
Here's how she introduces herself.
"The one who fought you before was Misaka 'I'."
The position should be in opposition to oneself.
"My sister asked Misaka 'I' to clean up the dishes and see how you're doing."
But what's going on with an inexplicable cleaning in the room like this, bastard!
"Oh, Misaka 'I' can't help but clean the room when it sees it dirty, you don't have to worry about it."
Is this kind of hellish reason really possible? May I?!
"No problem. Don't look at Misaka 'I' like this.,In order to serve my sister.,Misaka 'I' deliberately loaded a professional maid program.γ β
No one asked you this! Damn, the body is out of control
"Well, according to the current situation, it will take more than an hour to tidy up the room to be cleaned."
An hour? Are you kidding! It took so long!
"This refers to the case of a single Misaka. If you want to shorten the time, it's not impossible. β
If you have a way, use it sooner, bastard!
"Misaka began to gather people through the Internet"
I didn't even regret it, and more than 10 Misaka sisters poured into the ward.
Maybe it's a delusion? Akine felt that his world was all occupied by the same face in an instant.
The tension of the nerves has reached the limit, and if it continues like this, it will be ugly
"You Are My Hell"
The next moment, with a certain unwillingness to cry without tears, Emperor Yuangen used his head to hit the wall hard, and then fell into a long coma.
[Mr. Broly, isn't this too much]
[Small punishment and big commandment]
Mikoto Misaka, the ace superpower of Tokiwadai Junior High School, is gently stroking the forehead of a girl named Fanwai Individual.
"Secondary, manufacturing plan"
Mikoto Misaka chewed the words over and over for a while, then smiled bitterly.
How many tragedies did the mistakes you made back then?
Although everyone has been trying to prevent this from happening, no matter how hard they try, what should happen will still happen in places they can't see.
Just like this time.
Fortunately, Meiling found out in time, otherwise, what would have happened is really unpredictable.
No matter how hard you try, the bitterness that will not yield results spreads throughout the body.
Although Meiling said to herself, her sisters have never resented herself, even if the living sisters have not resented themselves, but, after all, tens of thousands of sisters have died, what about those dead girls? How did they feel about the final moments?
Can you really feel at ease like this, thinking that you have been redeemed? Is it really possible to pretend that nothing happened and live a happy daily life?
Can't do it.
Looking at the out-of-the-box individuals on the hospital bed, Mikoto Misaka exhaled heavily.
Really, it can't be done.
If you have to numb yourself to be happy, then such happiness is hell for you.
I must not be imprisoned in the hell called "happiness".
Because, above that, there is something more important.
Everyone has something that they must do by themselves, and this is the so-called mission.
If this kind of thing is done by someone else, you will feel a sense of dependence on that person, and the end result will be that you will not be able to maintain yourself and become a vassal of that person
It's time to let yourself grow, say goodbye to the innocent and willful self of the past, and then stop running away and take on your own responsibilities like an adult.
"Now, don't worry about anything, this time I've completely uprooted the relevant research institutions, and I will definitely not leave any research materials."
An energetic voice came from a corner of the room.
Mikoto Misaka turned her head along with the sound-
In one corner of the room, a dozen black iron chisels were used to form a two-meter "prison".
Locked up inside was a girl in a white robe.
At this moment, like a prisoner being visited, he grabbed the railing with both hands and poked his neck in this direction.
"What's going on?"
I don't want to talk to the boy with the gray hair next to me, but since I've just made up my mind, let's start now - controlling my emotions is also the first step to growth.
And this situation is beyond Mikoto's comprehension in any case.
"This guy is dangerous."
It seems to take a lot of time to organize the language.,But it doesn't seem to convey the right message no matter how you express it.,So the NO1 of the school city can only condense all the meaning into these few words.γ
"Understood."
After looking at the red eyes for a while, Mikoto Misaka sighed as if she understood something, and held her forehead unbearably:
"It's not easy for you, either."
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Although he didn't speak, the relief of being understood did flash in the eyes of one party.
"So, call me this time, mainly for this child, in order to avoid being adversely affected in his growth, the choice of living environment is also very important, this doesn't seem to be a good place to talk, let's change places."
"Yes."
Seeing Mikoto Misaka and Ichibantong planning to leave, the girl who was locked in the cage began to protest loudly:
"Hey, hey, hey! Why did you two come to such a strange consensus! What do you mean by 'bad effects', hey! And where are you going? BASTARD PARTY LOLI CONTROL HURRY UP AND LET ME OUT! How can such an important matter leave me aside! @#οΏ₯%*β