Chapter Forty-Nine: Heroes, Evil Parties, and Boys
"Hey! Wait a minute! Don't do it! I don't want to fight! β
The two teenagers looked at each other for a second, and Kamijo Dangma immediately took a half step back and blocked his right hand in front of him.
"Huh? What are you talking about...... Bastard! Thanks to you arrogant bastard, Uncle Ben has been lying in the hospital for days...... Now you tell Uncle Ben that you don't want to fight? β
One party originally wanted to call the hedgehog's head indiscriminate, but when the words came to his mouth, he became a bastard, because the other party defeated him, so he subconsciously didn't want to call the other party a subordinate? After all, it is not a glorious thing to be knocked down by a single punch from the next three people.
Or maybe there are some factors that the current party refuses to face.
"In order to protect the Misaka sisters, this is also an inevitable thing...... I'm honestly sorry too. β
Upper strip when numb scratches his head.
Having watched the plot, he did not have a strong hostility towards the passage of one side.
First of all, the sin was created by Aresta, and the passage is largely a pitiful tool man in every sense of the word.
Even if he refuses to experiment, he will be second.
Secondly, the heart of one party is to refuse to kill, and under the ambition to become lv.6, what is hidden is the excessively naΓ―ve gentleness of "let everyone be afraid and stay away from me so that my abilities will not hurt anyone".
Of course, Kamijo Dangma is not to forgive one party, and he does not have the prerequisites for forgiving one party, one party is killing 10,000 Misaka sisters, not 10,000 Kamijo Dangma, and Kamijo Dangma is not qualified to forgive him.
Uejo Danma never thought of presiding over "justice" or "justice" to try the murderer who killed more than 10,000 people.
As a "hypocrite", Kamijo Dangma will only stick to his own righteousness.
In order to avoid "destruction", keep "feelings" in your heart and not show them to anyone. From the bottom of my heart, I refuse to be familiar with others.
The way to not hurt anyone is to be a person who can stand still no matter how others treat them.
The slightest impatience in the heart can kill others, so there must not be any emotional ups and downs. Only by becoming a person like ice can you avoid losing control of your power and endangering others.
Such a pass, in the eyes of the hypocrite, also belongs to those who need to be saved.
"Huh? I'm sorry? β
As if hearing something very funny, the corners of Fang Tong's mouth and voice were a little distorted.
Kamijo Dangma raised his steps and approached the side of the pass.
"Huh?!"
One party subconsciously put on guard, but did not make a move.
"Let's get to know me, hello, my name is Shangjo Dangma."
The hedgehog-headed boy stretched out his hand and smiled at the pass, he seemed unguarded, not in the slightest fear that the demon that had taken more than 10,000 lives would harm him.
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The eyes of one party fell on the hand of the upper strip of the horse.,It's this hand.,Hit him, the "strongest" in the school city, into the hospital.γ
"I should have chopped that hand off, or simply smashed it." Fang Tong thought, "If it was me before, I would definitely do it." β
But now, he felt a little distracted.
Maybe it's because this damn hedgehog head reminds him of a friend from his childhood?
The only short-lived friend.
ββ¦β¦ Bored. β
The dry throat spat out an inexplicable response, and the party turned around.
"Enough is enough, there's no need to waste any more time."
He thought so, and walked in the direction away from Kamijo Dangma and the thugs.
"It's lonely, isn't it?"
The footsteps of one side froze.
"Because the power you have can hurt others, you have to protect yourself with a hard shell and sharp thorns?"
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"Because I am afraid of hurting others, I don't want to contact anyone, and I use a negative attitude to protect the world around me."
"What crazy are you talking about?"
There was a clear impatience in the voices of the passers-by.
"You should be very eager for friends, right?"
ββ¦β¦ What stupid things are you talking about there, you!! β
In an angry response, one side turned around, and the vector control was launched, like a sharp arrow shot after the bow was always full, and the other side rushed to the upper strip as a hemp, and the left hand that did not carry the plastic bag pointed fiercely at the young man's chest.
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The Fantasy Killer gripped the left hand of the passage tightly.
Due to the perennial reflection of ultraviolet rays and severe malnutrition, the hands of one party are pale and slender, and the skin is smooth and cold.
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"Let go!"
The sensation of contact with human skin was quite unfamiliar to one side, and the warmth of Kamijo's palms kept coming from a warmth he had never felt.
This feeling made him a little annoyed.
"I won't be hurt by you, we can be friends."
Kamijo Dangma looked at his blood-red eyes and said seriously.
"What a joke! I said a bunch of stupid things that didn't make sense to myself, and made such a judgment on Uncle Ben without authorization! Do you think Uncle Ben needs friends? β
One party tried hard to pull his palm out of the hand of the upper hand, but he didn't move.
"Yes, you need friends. Otherwise, why can't you break free? β
βοΌοΌοΌβ The eyes of the party became inexplicable.
"Your ability is vector control, and if you want to, there's always a way to break free, right?"
"Because when your damn right hand is holding my hand, my power can't cover my hand!" Fang Tong wanted to respond like this, but he suddenly had a ridiculous idea in his heart - this hedgehog head called Shangjo Dangma was right.
"Friends? You and me? β
He asked.
"Well, friend, you and I."
Uejo responded when hemp.
"You knocked me down to put an end to that experiment, right? To save those 10,000 Misaka sisters? β
"Hmm."
"If you want to be a hero who saved 10,000 people, why do you want to be friends with me, a hopeless evil party who killed 10,000 people?"
"I'm not a hero, I just saved 10,000 Misaka sisters, and you're not an evil party, even if you kill 10,000 Misaka sisters."
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"I'm not Sister Misaka, I'm not a victim, I can't and won't stand on the moral high ground to accuse you or make you atone, I just want to be friends with you."
"Huh? Heroes and villains become friends? β
The voice of the party passed with undisguised mockery, but it was not known who he was mocking.
"Yes."
The answer was categorical.
"I refuse."
One party responded with a blank face.
"......"
The atmosphere became awkward for a moment.
"Huh?! It was a party pass and a person who knocked out a party pass in the parking lot that day! Misaka made a surprised voice in an attempt to get the two men's attention. β
A high-pitched but slightly flat girlish voice broke the awkward atmosphere.
One side turned its head in the direction from which the sound came.
That's a strange person. First of all, she was dressed strangely. Wrapped in a dirty blanket from head to toe. A pale blue blanket, which looked like a cloak of some mysterious organization, completely obscured the man's face and body.
It can be confirmed by the voice just now that it is probably a girl, but due to the presence of the cloak, it is impossible to distinguish it by its appearance alone. What kind of clothes were worn inside, of course, is unknown.
Not only that, but this person is also very short. The height of one party must not be considered tall, but the height of this person is estimated to be only near the stomach of one party. I think I'm a teenager or girl around 10 years old.
Judging by the average age of the homeless, this person is too young. However, eighty percent of the city's residents are students, so it's not entirely impossible to find such young nomads.
"Just right, this nomad should be able to attract that guy," Fang Tong thought, "someone like him shouldn't leave a poor nomad alone, right?" β
"Wait!" Kamijo Dangma looked at the tightly wrapped girl and asked with some surprise, "What did you say your name was?" β
"Misaka's number is 20001, and it is the last 'sister' to be made, and Misaka Misaka begins to explain the cause and effect of the incident. Misaka's code name is a very simple and easy-to-understand 'last work', and originally Misaka will also be used in the 'experiment', but Misaka Misaka began to complain. β
It was still a high-pitched but flat girl's voice, but one side passed like a lightning strike.
"Hey...... You remove the head-to-toe blanket from your body and show me your face. β
The slender voice of the party took on a low and hoarse feeling.
"Huh? Belch...... Belch...... Belch...... Isn't it too exciting to ask women to take off their clothes on such a big road? Wouldn't that be a bit too messyβthatβMisaka Misaka confirmed once again, are you playing for real?"
One party began to break free from the hand of the previous one.
"Hey! Calm down! Look at her, maybe she didn't have anything under the blanket that was used as a cloak! β
Feeling the tremendous power that suddenly erupted from the slender palm in his hand, Kamijo Dangma immediately spoke out to stop the passage of one party.
I don't want to be a pervert who peeps into the fruit of a young girl!!
A firm and strong belief brought great strength to Kamijo Dangma - he stubbornly pulled one side through.
"......Uhh Yes, yes! Please be sure not to do this, the appearance under this blanket is really not suitable for others to see. Misaka Misaka pleaded eagerly. β
The dual force of Kamijo and Misaka kept one side sane, and he turned his head to look at Kamijo Dangma with a blank face.
"You're hurting me."
Shangjo Dangma's gaze moved all the way to the hands of the two of them along the gaze of one party, because the force used was too great, and the hand of one party had been pinched out of red marks by Shangjo Dangma.
"Oooh oh...... I'm sorry! I'm sorry! β
Uejo Dangma hurriedly let go and apologized, but he was silently complaining in his heart: "What the hell is 'you hurt me'!" Will such a feminine line come out of the mouth of one party? β