"Hmm......"

The Soul Chaser of the Underworld was a little surprised when he heard this.

He really couldn't understand how the children of today were so dedicated.

Is the quality of teaching in schools now so high?

It's just a group of thirteen or fourteen-year-old children, why don't they cherish their bodies and even their lives so much for the sake of others?

Forget about the teenager, after all, the brain experiment at least won't cost him his life.

This girl named Mikoto Misaka doesn't understand the importance of the heart to a person? When she opened her mouth, she said that she wanted to use her heart.

Without a heart, a person would die!

Maybe you really don't understand, right? will say such irresponsible words to themselves.

With this mentality, the Underworld Soul Chaser opened his mouth, intending to give Mikoto Misaka a science about the importance of the heart.

"Kid, you may not know ......"

"No!"

As soon as he was halfway through the Soul Chaser, Mikoto Misaka had already interrupted him in a deep voice.

The tea-haired girl with her head down, her body trembling.

She understands what it means to give her heart and what the consequences can be if she does.

She will leave this world where she has only been in 14 years, and she will leave this world that she is still nostalgic for even if there are many disappointments.

In the future, I will never be able to see my parents again, I will never be able to see the perverted schoolgirl again, and I will never be able to see the empathetic Zuotian again.

The well-behaved early spring, the sworn enemy big wave girl who pinched no one when they met, the hedgehog-headed boy who had strange strength but never faced it head-on, and, he-

At this moment, the teenager who needs his heart to continue his life will disappear from his own world.

Mikoto Misaka understands all this.

Are you willing?

Of course not!

If you want to say how reluctant she is, maybe you can see one or two from her slightly lowered gloomy face and violently trembling shoulders, right?

But so what?

At this time, she already understood that the cause of this incident was the Indian poker card she had purchased.

The reason why that idiot lost his heart lies in himself!

blames herself, and no longer pesters her all the time.

But that's not the main reason.

Mikoto Misaka doesn't want him to die, that's the most important thing.

Anyway, just don't want to!

Whatever the reason, whose fault it was, and how did things get to this point...... These, Mikoto Misaka can not care about - only! The result of the matter is absolutely and absolutely unacceptable to her!

The specific thoughts in her heart, such as 'what will happen to her parents when she dies', 'will that stupid person blame himself' and so on, now she has no energy to think about it at all.

She just searched for her inner thoughts, came here, and came to the Soul Chaser in the Underworld.

Taking a deep breath, he raised his head, and his reddish eyes looked at the doctor who had been mistaken for Mrs. Qua with unusually firm determination, and pleaded seriously and softly:

"I know it very well! Without a heart, you die. Because I know that, I can't possibly watch that idiot die! Please, doctor! Save him! Please...... Allow me to give my heart! ”

……

The Soul Chaser of the Underworld was silent for a moment, and then rebuked the girl:

"Nonsense! You're simply willful! I'm a doctor, not an executioner! It is also legally impossible to allow this kind of operation on the heart of a normal living person! It's not saving people, it's murder! I will never grant you such an unreasonable request! Please come back!! ”

"Doctor, you ......"

"There's no way I'm going to say yes! Say no more! ”

——————

Outside the office of Soul Chaser.

In the corner of the wall on one side of the corridor, a long ponytail figure in a black trench coat leaned quietly against the wall.

He's been standing here for a while.

Not long after entering the office from the Soul Chaser, he came to this place and kept an eye on the situation in the Soul Chaser office.

His ability is called microscopic hydrolysis, and he can sense all water, hydrogen, and oxygen molecules within a range of 30 meters, and as long as he analyzes the vibration of sound to molecules, no sound within 30 meters can escape his perception.

It's been almost an hour since then, and Long Ponytail knows that the Soul Chaser still hasn't received any news of a suitable donor appearing.

Of course, he also knew what the tea-haired girl said when she went in.

Another stupid guy crazy about love! ——Long ponytail can only helplessly let out such a sigh.

He himself is a person who has no meaning to live, and he really can't understand these behaviors that are obviously happy to live, but voluntarily sacrifice for others.

But for some reason, inexplicably, he felt that this kind of behavior seemed to be very ......

I don't know how to describe it.

Using words like 'handsome' makes you feel frivolous, and using the word 'funny' doesn't just feel funny.

If he has to say it, he can only say that he has a feeling of intent and movement.

Whether it was Inoue Eihua's brain experiments with the bee-eating exercise before, or Mikoto Misaka's initiative to donate his heart now, he had an urge - the urge to do the same.

However, he did not have anyone for whom he could do so.

He has no one to pay for.

"And even if you and that teenager's heart can be matched successfully, just saying that the male receptor has the lowest success rate of accepting the female heart, I can't use your heart!"

The grave words of the Underworld Soul Chaser entered Long Ponytail's mind again, and suddenly, his thoughts came alive.

Male receptors have the lowest success rate in receiving women's hearts?

Am I okay then?

If I dedicate my heart to that person, will it reflect the value of my life?

Probably can, right?

Also, doesn't it mean that the meaning of living is to do what you want to do?

Now that you've thought of it, you can just do it, right?

Long Ponytail thought to himself, and slowly lifted his footsteps that had stopped here for an hour.

——————

Inside the office of the Soul Chaser.

After being rejected by the righteous words of the Soul Chaser of the Underworld, Mikoto Misaka wanted to try again, holding on to the last glimmer of hope, hoping that the Soul Chaser of the Underworld could use her heart to operate on him.

At this moment, a neutral voice suddenly came from the door.

"Female, no, I'll do it, right? Doctor, how about I be this person who donates my heart? ”

Hearing this, the Soul Chaser of the Underworld looked at the door, his face sank, and he sighed helplessly:

"Xiling, you kid...... What's going on! ”

The boy with a long ponytail at the door is called Yurei, and he is a teenager who works in his own hospital.

Soul Chaser was familiar to him, a teenager who barely smiled.

According to his own words, he is an orphan, who has lived in a colorless world since he was a child, and his life has no value, let alone the meaning of his existence.

Therefore, the soul chasing in the underworld feels very sorry for this child, and the requirements for him are not high, as long as a certain amount of oxygen production is completed every day, he can move freely, he can learn if he wants to, and he can move freely if he wants to.

It's just that the Soul Chaser of the Underworld couldn't have imagined that he would actually make trouble at this critical juncture.

"I'm not making a fuss, doctor. I know that you have always taken good care of me, and you should know that my life is colorless, and I am always looking for meaning in life.

Recently, someone said to me that the meaning of living is to do what you want to do.

That's what I want to do now.

In a life like mine, there is no value that can be cherished, and it makes no difference whether I have this name or not.

In that case, why not give the heart to someone who needs him more? ”

The long-tailed boy called Xi Ling, faced with the question of chasing souls in the underworld, said so plainly.

"Xiling, you are really ......"

When the Soul Chaser heard the words of the young man with a long ponytail, his face suddenly fell.

However, the young man didn't care about the face of the soul chaser in the underworld, and directly interrupted him and continued:

"And you know, doctor, right? That man...... He has a reason to live!

His world is wonderful, but at the moment it lacks the heart that carries the soul.

My world is boring, even if you have this heart, what's the point of not having a soul?

Why don't you give him my heart?

I only hope that he can give a new soul to my heart. ”

Facing the same stubborn teenagers and girls in the office who didn't know each other, the Soul Chaser sighed helplessly.

"Say whatever you want. I don't have time to enlighten you right now, do you love it? There's no way I'm going to operate on your heart anyway. ”

Although the Soul Chaser of the Underworld clearly refused, the young man did not give up and insisted:

"What does the difference between living and dying, doctor, seem to you? Living like I am, you think, I'm really alive, right? The only time in this life that I have the motivation to do something, the doctor can't do it? ”

The Soul Chaser of the Underworld shook his head and did not speak, his medical ethics would never allow him to do such a thing.

Seeing this, the boy gave up on convincing the Underworld to chase the soul, turned around and walked out of the office.

went to the room where Inoue Yinghua was to take a blood sample, and the boy took it to the laboratory to match himself.

Mikoto Misaka had been following the boy, and she wanted to know what the boy would do.

It was also because Mikoto Misaka was by his side, and the young man was holding the medical equipment for blood collection in his hand, and the party that was guarding Hideka Inoue in place of the heart did not stop it.

Seeing the boy's behavior, Mikoto Misaka already knew what he was going to do.

So, Mikoto Misaka also took her own blood sample for matching.

Mikoto Misaka listened to the problem of the hearts of men and women in the underworld, but if there was still no suitable donor in the end, she would definitely donate her heart without hesitation.

At the same time, Mikoto Misaka also saw that the boy was an internal staff member of the hospital.

Probably for this reason, he has the right to use all the equipment in the hospital, and he is quite proficient in using it.

In the end, both of them were successfully matched.

Seeing this, Mikoto Misaka asked the boy:

"What's next?"

The boy wants to die, Mikoto Misaka knows this very well.

Although she doesn't have the energy to care about the life or death of the teenager now, she won't watch someone die because of Inoue Yinghua.

If someone had to die, there was no doubt that she thought that person should be her.

So, she will definitely stop the teenager at the last moment.

"What to do? Hehe! ”

For the first time since the boy appeared, he showed a smile, and there was a hint of poignancy on his beautiful face.

"Say thank you to the doctor on my behalf, and then wait for the guy to wake up and tell him to live for me. That's it......"

Poof!

In Mikoto Misaka's surprised eyes, the young man who was talking fell to the side.

"Hey!"

Mikoto Misaka took two steps forward, held the young man, and shouted loudly:

"Hey! What happened to you!! Feed!! ”

——————

Honk... Honk... Honk...!

The lights in the operating room went out, and the Soul Chaser came out of it with a tired face.

Mikoto Misaka was waiting outside the operation, and just now she didn't know what was going on, and the boy named Yurei fell to the ground.

When the Soul Chaser and the nurse heard the scream, they rushed over and hurriedly pushed the boy into the operating room.

Seeing that the operation was finally over, Mikoto Misaka looked anxiously at the underworld to chase the soul.

"Doctor, that man...... How's it going? ”

Thinking of what the boy said before he fainted, Mikoto Misaka had a bad premonition in her heart.

"Alas...... Nerve cell necrosis caused by cerebral hypoxia! He ...... Now a vegetative person! That's it! After all, I can't screw you young people! ”

The Soul Chaser shook his head, sighing and walking past Mikoto Misaka, Mikoto Misaka had an illusion that at that moment, the old man who was in good spirits seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden.

What is the ability of the long-ponytailed boy, the soul chasing in the underworld knows best.

With his ability, it is not difficult to cause a lack of oxygen to his brain.

He was bent on death, and there was no way to chase souls in the underworld.

"Alas!"

Sighing deeply again, the Soul Chaser of the Underworld said to the assistants who walked out of the operating room after him without looking back:

"Ready! Get a heart transplant now! ”

Mikoto Misaka froze in place, silent.

She felt guilty.

Just because of a poker card, it has already indirectly caused the death of two people.

Inoue Yinghua is unconscious, and the boy he just met has become a vegetative person, and now he is about to lose his heart immediately.

Such a thing...... In addition to the sister incident, it can be said that it is the first time she has experienced the sad situation of a living person dying in front of her eyes.

Mikoto Misaka has mixed feelings in her heart, and she doesn't know what kind of taste it is.

——————

Outside the room where Inoue Hideka was.

Kamijo Dangma sat alone on a bench in the hallway, his head bowed, his eyes glazed staring at his hands spread flat on his thighs.

Da-da-da-da!

Dense footsteps sounded, and a group of people walked into the room where Inoue Yinghua was, and then pushed Inoue Yinghua to walk somewhere.

The friend is not dead yet, this is the only thing that is fortunate about the current Shangjo Dangma.

But beyond that, his heart was gripped by unknown fears.

I never dared to imagine that one day, I would kill someone.

He felt like a murderer, a sinner.

After being captured by Mikoto Misaka, he has been sitting on a bench in the hallway, quietly waiting for the guards to come and arrest him, the current murderer.

——————

Seeing that class was already going to be held, Inoue Yinghua still hadn't come back, so he called to ask.

The call was answered by Mikoto Misaka, and when she heard the disappearance from her mouth, Saten was surprised that she couldn't speak.

She didn't have time to explain to Hatsuharu Shiori, and she didn't care about the afternoon class, so she immediately turned on the electrodes and galloped towards the hospital that Mikoto Misaka had said.

After arriving at the hospital, she first found Mikoto Misaka, who was guarding outside the operating room.

Looking at Mikoto Misaka's haggard face, Saten asked worriedly:

"Misaka-senpai, what's the situation now?"

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