How did you bunch of silly group members also time travel?

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"No...nothing."

One is fine, two are barely acceptable, three are just barely enough to run...

This was the response that shameful spirit gave her when she later asked Touma Kamijou about his abilities. She believed it at the time because she only saw Touma Kamijou's ability to nullify other people's abilities.

But now... "Just how powerful must those three thugs be, with superpowers...?"

"Huh, what superpowered person?"

"It's nothing, I was just thinking about the incident you've been busy investigating. Have you thought of a solution yet?"

"This..." Touma Kamijou's expression was a little strange, and he hesitated. "It should be fine, right?"

The elf lady had told him that overdosing on HP potions could cause him to explode and die, but he didn't know what constituted an overdose or what was within the safe range.

"What did you say? You've found a way to save those children!?"

Suddenly, Misaka Kuroko excitedly threw herself at Kamijou Touma, her expression one of nervous anticipation. It seemed this Misaka girl was even more concerned about the children's safety than the mastermind behind it all.

Kamijou Touma sighed and told Misaka Kuroko about the HP potion.

"You've found the creator of the Imagine Breaker?"

"Not yet, but we have some clues..."

"Aren't you going to explain this to me, Mr. Dark Knight?"

Shirai Kuroko was very unhappy. She was very unhappy with the perfunctory attitude of the guy who looked just like her older sister, and she was also very unhappy with the feeling that Mr. Kamijou and the others seemed to know everything, while she was the only one kept in the dark.

After holding back for so long, Shirai Kuroko finally spoke up: "Just how much do you know about Onee-sama?"

She instinctively reached for the armband, but only when her hand gripped the still slightly sweaty shirt did she realize that her original clothes were gone...

...

"Is this the actual location of the 'sunflower field in the dormitory'?"

In front of a student dormitory building, Misaka Mikoto, holding an address confirmation document, looked solemn!

If nothing unexpected happens, she should be able to get the answer she wants to know next!

"No matter what kind of being you are, I will not allow any human to exist stronger than me!"

Misaka Mikoto didn't even realize what was happening before blurting out those words...

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Chapter 268 Steamed Title Girl

It's a very ordinary student apartment. As you walk through the rooms, the distance between the doors isn't very wide.

With a tense feeling of preparation, Misaka Mikoto, her body crackling with electricity, slowly approached her destination, the true form of the urban legend "the sunflower field in the dormitory"!

"A sunflower growing on concrete, absorbing ample sunlight and...human blood!"

The urban legend's title was marked as gory, but there were no pictures. However, the interface was decorated in a cool color scheme, and when you clicked on it, the screen light seemed to dim a bit, creating the atmosphere of a horror story website.

"Legend has it that in Academy City there is a student dormitory that, when its owner is away, will suddenly be covered in sunflowers, basking in the sunlight. If a stranger approaches at this time, the sunflowers will reveal their true nature, tearing the intruders to pieces and devouring their flesh and blood as nourishment!"

Legend has it that this sunflower field had an owner.

"She is a flower spirit with a human appearance, living surrounded by flowers all year round. Her appearance is indistinguishable from a human's. She always wears a Scottish tartan kilt and often carries a parasol of the same color. She shows no fear in battles against strong opponents and enjoys using her power to suppress them and torment their spirits."

"It is said that the frequent disturbances in the Imaginary Mathematics Zone are related to her battle with a powerful being, which causes the Ordered Mathematics Zone to tremble."

The above is the complete record, and like all urban legends, most of its content is unreliable.

"Heh, what flower monster? I bet he's just an ordinary ability user whose powers are related to plants."

Finally, Misaka Mikoto stopped in front of a door, having arrived at her destination.

Dormitory 311 was named after a group of people who claimed to have escaped from a sunflower field. Strangely, despite being the easiest place to find in urban legends, Misaka Mikoto never saw a single student who came here with the intention of confirming the truth.

Human beings have an incredibly strong sense of curiosity, and the idea of ​​a verifiable urban legend should be very exciting.

"Perhaps it's because this is the greatest authority in the scientific field..."

As Misaka Mikoto reached out to ring the doorbell, her heart leaped into her throat!

Having investigated this far, Misaka Mikoto has basically confirmed that the ability user who targeted Kuroko is someone who specializes in creating urban legends.

Whether it's "the elf from another world," "the sunflower field in the dormitory," or "the high school student who can nullify all abilities," they all have a vague connection to "the chat room installed in her brain." Although she didn't find any connection between the other urban legends and the chat room, she figured that each member in the chat room should correspond to a specific urban legend.

As the only urban legend with a precise location, the sunflower field will undoubtedly be the key for her to uncover the guy behind the chat room!

Ding-dong! Misaka Mikoto rang the doorbell!

Her body crackling with electricity, she planned to strike first the moment the person inside opened the door, capturing them before they could use their abilities, and extracting information about the chat room and where the Blackie had been taken!

As a result... Misaka Mikoto stood there dumbfounded at the door for ages, but no one came to open it!

"..."

Discovered?

No, that's absolutely impossible. On the way here, Misaka Mikoto had already disabled all the surveillance cameras along the way, and she deliberately didn't make any noise while moving around, so there was no way she could be discovered!

But why, why hasn't anyone come to open the door yet?

Is there no one inside, or did they not hear it?

Misaka Mikoto frowned, looking at the electronic lock on the door with hesitation, wondering if she should try cutting off the power to the user inside.

But then suddenly! The door opened!

With unnaturally white hair and skin, red pupils, a slender figure, and hands and feet that lacked the flesh of an average person, Accelerator appeared behind the electronic door, looking somewhat disheveled and impatient.

Accelerator was also taken aback when he saw that it was Misaka Mikoto who rang the doorbell:

"Sister?...No, you're the original body."

The person in front of him had a power generation rate far exceeding that of the Misaka Sisters, who only had Lv.2 defective electricity. Coupled with the absence of standard goggles, lifeless eyes, and emotionless expression, Accelerator easily determined that this person was the original form of the Misaka Sisters.

"whispering sound."

Upon seeing that the visitor was in plain form, Accelerator didn't stand on ceremony and slammed the dormitory door shut with a bang.

Misaka Mikoto hadn't even realized what was happening.

"Accelerator! What are you doing here!?"

*Thump thump thump* Misaka Mikoto unleashed a three-hit combo on the dormitory door: "You're that 'Himawari'!?"

However, Accelerator inside did not respond; he simply rolled over on the sofa.

This is his dormitory, why wouldn't he be here? This woman must be crazy.

"Hey! Accelerator! Hand over Kuroko!!"

The banging sounds continued incessantly; Misaka Mikoto outside was banging even harder, and the neighbors next door could already be heard protesting.

It's also thanks to the fact that it's still holiday time, there are relatively few students staying in the dormitories. Most of them have left the college and gone home to have fun. Those with ability show off their abilities, and those without show off their talents. Otherwise, there wouldn't be only a few people protesting outside.

Even so, Accelerator still ignored the "Railgun" outside and just lay quietly on the sofa.

Not a word.

Thump! A large section of the dormitory door suddenly bulged out, deformed from some unknown attack.

However, Accelerator only looked up and glanced at it, without saying anything.

The consequences of such laissez-faire behavior came quickly. The dormitory door was soon filled with the mournful sound of being used so crudely and simply. Finally, the offensive power of the railgun could no longer withstand the heavy load and it completed its mission!

The impact was so strong that the dormitory door was embedded in the wall, and it probably can't be pried off!

"Even if the tree diagram designer thinks I'll be killed by you within a hundred moves, I won't give up. Tell me where Kuroko is right now!"

Holding the coin, her face resolute, an atmosphere of tragic death finally made Accelerator on the sofa open his eyes and glare at her.

To be honest, Accelerator is so tired right now that he really doesn't have the energy to communicate with "A Certain Scientific Railgun". He just wants to find a comfortable position on the sofa to fall asleep while reviewing and digesting what he has seen and learned during the day.

Accelerator!! What are you doing here?!

Misaka Mikoto, her anger flaring up, transformed her ahoge (cowlick) into a fierce expression. She was ready to fight the Devil Fruit users, her old and new grudges intertwined, and she desperately wanted to give Accelerator the ultimate electrocution treatment right now! The coin she held in her hand was already poised to be launched!

"Tch, this is my dorm, why can't I be here?"

Accelerator glanced at Misaka Mikoto's feet and reminded her, "You'd better watch your step."

It was only then that Misaka Mikoto realized there was something wrong with this dormitory!

"Sunflower Field in the Dormitory"

Misaka Mikoto had initially thought that the dormitory was filled with sunflowers, but the flower field she saw now completely overturned her understanding!

This is a student dormitory, a scientifically designed dwelling constructed using various industrial materials. This is the third floor, and there is no soil at all; it is entirely supported by concrete. Tiles are used to enhance the visual appeal, and these sunflowers have no flower heads under their roots; they are rooted in this concrete floor!

The roots are perfectly embedded in it, not like they are sprouting from cracks in the floor, but like sunflowers are planted first and then concrete is laid on top. The roots fit perfectly in, and the flowers are still as bright as ever.

Strangely, even though it's nighttime, the sunflowers in the dormitory aren't drooping; they're holding their heads high as if it were still daytime... looking at her at the dormitory entrance!

For some reason, these sunflowers, all facing her, looked like human faces, staring at her with eerie expressions!

A chilling coldness suddenly rose up, making the hairs on one's head stand on end!

"...Absorb plenty of sunlight and human blood!"

"These sunflowers!!"

You'd better not step on it.

As soon as Misaka Mikoto lifted her foot, the Accelerator notification from the sofa appeared.

Yawning and with a disdainful tone, Accelerator gave Misaka Mikoto a provocative look:

"Otherwise you'll find that your so-called No. 3 among the top seven in Academy City can actually bully even a sunflower~"

As for how Accelerator found out, that's something I can't say.

Zizzi~

Misaka Mikoto's body crackled with electricity, and she wasn't the type to easily tolerate provocation. Even Accelerator, whose ranking and strength surpassed hers, couldn't provoke her!

"What do you mean!"

(╬￣皿￣)！ With veins bulging, Misaka Mikoto stood at the dormitory entrance, glaring intently at Accelerator!

His angry, provoked, yet honest body language prevented him from stepping down, reminded Accelerator of the shameful golden elf's gaze when he looked at him, just like the way he was looking at Misaka Mikoto now!

This looks interesting!

Accelerator revealed a sinister smile. He considered himself a villain, and at this moment, he had the thoughts that a villain should have. His enormous computing power allowed him to calculate all sorts of miserable situations for Misaka Mikoto in just a few seconds!

Just thinking about it makes me feel a warm current rising up, a strange emotion taking hold of my mind—

"It's just what it sounds like... You're here to find someone, right? Sure, sure, I can tell you, see that balcony over there?"

Accelerator's smile became even more distorted as he pointed towards the balcony, where a woman with short green hair was quietly slumped over a table.

"A Certain Scientific Railgun" came to his dormitory and said a bunch of incomprehensible things. Accelerator immediately judged that this woman must have been fooled by some blond guy. Although he didn't know the specifics, he had no intention of playing along with that blond guy. Since he wanted to use him as a prop, then he wouldn't blame him for replacing the protagonist with a more "suitable" prop.

"That woman has the information you want to know!"

One sentence is enough, because "A Certain Scientific Railgun" is that kind of person, just like that spiky-haired bastard!

Ah, birds of a feather flock together...

Shaking his head, Accelerator turned his back to Misaka Mikoto and slowly closed his eyes. The formula for calculating vectors changed at that moment, and his world fell silent.

He had lost interest in what would happen next; the predetermined ending held no meaning for him.

That woman, the one brought here by that damned golden retriever, is currently in a relatively weak state, but she's still not someone that Cricket Lv.5 can shake.

He had already experienced firsthand how terrifying the green-haired guy was, who spent all day fighting with "Code Name: Dragon" in the ordinal number zone and was then brought back by "Code Name: Dragon," seemingly exhausted every day.

If it weren't for the fact that "Code Name: Dragon" only uses indestructible clones that descend through a medium to operate in this world, and that this green-haired guy is restricted in some ways in Academy City, with his "demon power" recovery speed reportedly being several times slower, then "Code Name: Dragon" would probably already be complaining to him.

Every move I make is aimed at giving it my all!

"Hey!"

Seeing Accelerator turn his back, Misaka Mikoto, feeling resentful and indignant, shouted a few times. When there was no response, she became even angrier!

"This guy...!!"

I really want to give Accelerator a high-powered electrotherapy treatment, to settle all our old and new scores!

But now Misaka Mikoto knows that this is not something that should be done. The most urgent thing now is to find Kuroko!