Chat Group: Anime Girls are Moist-Chapter 313: Angered... (Bonus Chapter)

Boom!!!

A thunderous roar erupted over Academy City.

A night sky without a single cloud.

Misaka Mikoto's silent anger.

"Waaaaaah!!!"

That thunderbolt startled another girl sleeping in the same dorm room, causing her to let out a scream.

"Th-Thunder?"

Wearing pajamas, Shirai Kuroko still looked alarmed.

She soon noticed the glow of a computer screen in the dark dorm.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she asked, "Onee-sama?"

"Mm, it's me," came Misaka Mikoto's reply.

Shirai Kuroko crawled down from her bed, crying, and pounced on Misaka Mikoto.

"Ugh... Onee-sama, I'm so scared!"

She genuinely seemed frightened by the thunder.

Misaka Mikoto tapped her finger, making the computer screen go dark.

Seeing how startled Kuroko was, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt.

After all, her own anger had caused her power to surge out of control, summoning that lightning.

But how could she not be angry?

Even though she'd already learned the truth from Rei Ao, seeing it with her own eyes left no room to stay calm.

She even felt an urge, just for a moment, to charge off and settle the score with Research Institute 09 right away.

Fortunately, before she lost her head completely, she remembered Rei Ao's warning and forced herself to suppress that reckless impulse.

As she settled her emotions, she noticed something amiss.

Two small hands were roaming freely over her back.

"Onee-sama's embrace... hehehehe~"

Leaning against her, Kuroko let out a laugh that sounded incredibly perverse.

"..."

Misaka Mikoto's eyebrow twitched; a vein pulsed on her forehead.

Kuroko was always harboring less-than-innocent thoughts.

Zzt—zzt!

Sparks flashed in the darkness.

"Let! Go! Of! Me!"

She stressed each word.

But Shirai Kuroko's perverseness was not so easily quelled.

"Heheheh, not letting go... unless Onee-sama gives me a kis—"

Crack!!!

Before she could finish, the dorm was lit by a flash of electricity.

"Gyaaaaaah!"

Lightning shot out in all directions. Kuroko screamed like a startled rodent, her hair turning into a frizzy afro and her face going black. Smoke rose from her mouth as she collapsed stiffly to the floor.

A passerby might have believed she'd been electrocuted to death.

"Sigh..."

Staring at Kuroko on the ground, Misaka Mikoto rubbed her forehead and let out a long sigh.

As a member of Judgment, Shirai Kuroko was normally quite serious, responsible, and proper. But... when it came to Misaka Mikoto, she was unbelievably perverted!

Just like what had happened just now.

That was something Misaka Mikoto could never get used to, yet she had grown adept at dealing with it.

She knew exactly how much voltage to use so that Kuroko would "calm down." There was no risk of actually killing her.

"Ugh... Onee-sama's electrifying love... it's... wonderful!"

A few seconds later, Kuroko crawled back up, her afro still askew, a grin plastered on her face.

In her mind, merely hugging Onee-sama was already a victory!

"Kuroko!"

Misaka Mikoto's gaze sharpened.

"!!!"

Sensing that any more of her usual behavior would lead to disaster, Kuroko hastily controlled herself and changed the topic: "Onee-sama, why are you up so late on the computer instead of sleeping? Staying up and missing sleep is bad for your skin, you know."

"..."

Misaka Mikoto pressed her lips together.

She didn't want to tell Kuroko what she had been investigating. It was tied to Academy City's upper echelons—and involved the Number One Level Five, Accelerator. If Kuroko got entangled in that, she'd be in danger.

So, she turned her computer screen toward Kuroko, lighting it up again. But it no longer displayed the information on the two plans she had uncovered. Instead, it showed a shopping list:

"Computer accessories to 'toy with Onee-sama' (planned for disposal) x10!!!"

"Ugh!"

Kuroko's entire body shivered. This was bad news!

She looked up, trembling.

Misaka Mikoto's eyes were grim as she pointed at the monitor.

"Kuroko, could you tell me exactly what these 'computer accessories' you purchased to 'toy with Onee-sama' might be?"

"!!!"

Cold sweat poured down Kuroko's forehead.

She had bought them so that once Onee-sama drank them, she might become more...honest, in a certain sense—essentially an 'aphrodisiac.' Of course, she couldn't admit that.

"Uh... that... it's... um..."

She stammered, not knowing how to reply, until she noticed sparks flicker at Misaka Mikoto's fingertips. What she normally regarded as her sacred "faith" now struck terror in her heart.

"O-Onee-sama, it's... tea leaves!"

She blurted out a lie in panic.

"Heh."

Misaka Mikoto sneered.

"You really think I'd believe that?"

"Kuroko, prepare to be punished!"

"No, Onee-sama, please, let me explain!! Aaaaah!!!"

No explanation would be heard.

The so-called "faith" of those lightning sparks rampaged over Kuroko once again.

Amid her shrieks, Kuroko "blissfully" lost consciousness.

"..."

The dorm fell quiet once more.

This didn't warrant raising the voltage too high. Misaka Mikoto had knocked Kuroko out only so she wouldn't pry into what she'd been doing in the middle of the night.

"Sorry, Kuroko. There are some things you just can't find out."

Misaka Mikoto sounded a little apologetic.

She cleared all traces of her 157 search records, then gently carried Kuroko back to bed and tucked her in. Walking to the window, she gazed out at the deep night sky. A glimmer of hope shone in her sad eyes.

She whispered in her heart, "Rei Ao-kun... please don't keep me waiting too long..."

...

At the center of Academy City—also the heart of District 7—stood a building symbolic of the entire city.

Its name: The Windowless Building.

Its exterior was white and rose to a height of a hundred meters. Near the top, its edges slanted inward to form a prismatic shape. True to its name, the building had no visible doors, windows, or even ventilation shafts.

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People in Academy City generally saw it as nothing more than a notable landmark.

But inside, the Windowless Building housed an entirely different world.

A chaotic array of strange pipes and wiring filled the interior. At the center of this entanglement was a cylindrical transparent container. Within it was a clear red solution. Floating upside down, a figure with long green hair and clad in a white robe was suspended in the liquid.

Merely from its features, you couldn't tell whether it was male or female, nor whether it was dead or alive. Outside the container, a screen projected an image—the very same interface Misaka Mikoto had accessed while hacking the network just moments before.

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