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Seeing Mo Mo's face gradually darken, Misaka 9886 didn't answer him immediately this time. She seemed to be contacting the Misaka Network. Finally, she gently opened her mouth and said, "ZXC741, ASD852, QWE963. Misaka is confirming the password. Misaka believes this issue may interfere with the experiment's progress."

"If Mr. Pervert cannot answer the relevant password, Misaka refuses to answer."

Upon hearing this, Mo Mo's smile suddenly returned, and he said, "Then, I will use my authority as a director to force you to answer this question. Your password is only at the A-level, while I have the S-level."

"The application is under discussion... The Misakas believe that although the candidate director, the Pervert, shamelessly used forceful means, the Misakas cannot refuse this order."

After realizing that she had to answer Momo's question, Misaka 9886 suddenly lowered her head but did not speak directly.

It seemed as if time itself had stood still at that moment.

Momo was very patient; he waited quietly for the Misakas to express their inner thoughts after experiencing 9885 deaths.

Author's Note:

Third update

101. I'll take care of your lives.

"Misaka..."

Misaka 9886 made a muffled sound, but the sound stopped abruptly. The goggles on her forehead trembled slightly, and her arms, which had been leaning against the wall, instinctively crossed over her chest.

"Misaka..."

Slightly heavy breathing gradually filled the quiet room, and her breathing continued to increase. A faint, almost invisible electric current emanated from Misaka 9886's forehead, which seemed to be the final straw that broke Misaka 9886's back, causing her to shrink back.

"Misaka... Misaka..."

Seeing this, Mo Mo frowned, squatted down to look at Misaka 9886 at eye level, and reached out to lift Misaka 9886's cheek to see her expression. However, Misaka 9886 seemed to be startled, let out a cry, and slapped Mo Mo's hand away.

"Misaka...don't want to die..."

However, the only thing that made Mo Mo feel relieved was that Misaka 9886 finally spoke her mind.

That might be a wish suppressed deep within Misaka 9886's heart, a wish that even Misaka 9886 herself was unaware of, the deepest desire in her heart after experiencing the deaths of her predecessors 9885 times.

“Death…it hurts, it's painful, it's terrifying…Misaka shared the memories of the previous Misaka, and Misaka doesn't want to admit that she's afraid of pain, afraid of suffering, but Misaka…”

“Misaka doesn’t know… This is something Misaka has to do. Misaka can’t be afraid of pain, afraid of suffering. These are unnecessary emotions. Misaka needs to clear them away, Misaka…”

Misaka 9886's words suddenly stopped because a large hand removed the goggles from her head, completely letting down her brown hair that was slightly damp with sweat, and then cupped Misaka 9886's face in its arms.

This time, Misaka 9886 did not resist, but stared blankly with wide eyes, seemingly not understanding what this action meant.

"Is Mr. Pervert finally going to make his move on Misaka? First, he'll break through Misaka's mental defenses, then her body, and finally, he won't even spare her will... Misaka feels Mr. Pervert's warmth, a warmth that Misaka really likes, and she doesn't want to let go."

"If you don't want to let go, then stay here. I've heard your voices and confirmed that you are truly alive, which gives me enough reason."

Mo Mo's fingers gently stroked Misaka 9886's hair, the soft touch rubbing against the top of Misaka 9886's head, quickly relieving Misaka 9886's tension and gradually calming her down.

It relieved the instinctive resistance and fear that Misaka 9886 had felt when recalling the pain of being tortured and killed 9885 times before.

“Misaka… doesn’t understand what Mr. Pervert is saying. Misaka thinks that Mr. Pervert is making excuses for his perverted behavior. At the same time, Misaka is surprised that she doesn’t mind Mr. Pervert’s hugs.”

"It's okay if you don't understand. Your life has just begun. You have plenty of time to understand, to think, to experience, to comprehend, and to live well."

After hearing Mo Mo's words, Misaka 9886 shook her head and said, "Misaka is surprised that Mr. Pervert is so forgetful. Misaka has already told Mr. Pervert that Misaka's purpose is to assist the experimenter Accelerator in his experiments, and then be killed by Accelerator. That is Misaka's purpose in life..."

Misaka 9886's words came to an abrupt halt again, because she sensed the presence of a power—the power of exchange.

"What's this?"

"The power of trading comes from the supreme god. If I want to use the power of trading, there must be a living soul in front of me with self-awareness and autonomous action."

Mo Mo gently pushed Misaka 9886's shoulder away, facing her directly, and said, "Moreover, the right to trade can only be used to trade things that both parties own, and if the trade is successful, it means that both parties also have their own control over the traded items."

"Do you understand what I mean?"

Misaka 9886's eyes remained vacant, making it impossible for Mo Mo to determine whether she was surprised. However, Misaka 9886's silence clearly indicated that she was hesitant about making a choice.

"Mr. Pervert made a deal with Misaka, offering to buy Misaka's entire being, in exchange for Mr. Pervert finding meaning in Misaka's life... That was the deal."

"So... what if Misaka agrees...?"

"Misaka wants to remind you, Mr. Pervert, that Misaka's ownership doesn't belong to Misaka herself, but to the researchers who developed her. Misaka is worth 180,000 yen, and the researchers invested 180,000 yen in her, so Misaka is merely something worth 180,000 yen..."

"Misaka believes the deal will not go through."

Mo Mo smiled slightly and said, "Perhaps you can give it a try? Don't worry, the day you truly find yourselves again, I can give you back your whole selves. Whatever you want to do, you will have a free future."

"Let's try it. Let my transaction authority decide whether you are something worth 180,000 yen or a living person."

Misaka 9886's breathing quickened again. She stared at Mo Mo's face, at the smile on his lips, and a hint of emotion seemed to flicker in her usually wooden eyes.

"Misaka...agree to try, Misaka...uh."

Just as Misaka 9886 was trying to make a decision, her pupils began to contract rapidly. This was not a sign of emotional excitement, but rather as if some pain had suddenly befallen her.

"Misaka..."

Misaka 9886 tried to say something, but her voice seemed to be suddenly cut off. Then Misaka 9886's voice rang out again, still in the same tone, but Mo Mo had a clear feeling that Misaka 9886 was a different person at this moment.

"Copy ID 9886 has exhibited emotional fluctuations exceeding the limits and behavioral trends exceeding the rules. It has been determined that it is out of control and out of contact, and its functions will be temporarily suspended."

After muttering a few words to herself, Misaka 9886, with her strange expression, seemed to lose all her strength in an instant. Her dull eyes lost their luster and slowly closed. She fell into Mo Mo's arms, as if she had turned into a life-sized doll.

However, unlike the West, Misaka 9886's body temperature and breathing were still present, as if she were asleep. Her originally expressionless face now had a peaceful look, like a sleeping baby.

"She's asleep..."

Mo Mo's tone was calm, but his brows furrowed slightly, a faint anger burning within him. After all, his transactions were rarely interrupted.

Who is this person?

Momo opened his phone, dialed a few numbers randomly, and said, "Aleister, don't tell me you were behind this. I'm getting a little angry."

After a few seconds of silence, Aleister's voice came through the phone: "I'm sorry, it wasn't me this time. I've said it before, I won't do anything. Actually, you know who it was that stopped Misaka Mikoto's clone from functioning."

"The final work?"

"So you knew all along."

Aleister sighed softly and said, "Since you already know, then I probably don't need to say anything more. Is there anything else?"

Mo Mo thought for a few seconds and said, "There's one more thing you need to do for me."

"what's up?"

"I've taken Misaka 9886 under my control, and the experiment has deviated significantly. I think the relevant researchers will definitely request the tree diagram designer to recalculate it. When that happens, you can tell them another calculation result."

What was the result?

Mo Mo smiled slightly and said, "Change the experimental condition that Accelerator must kill Misaka Mikoto to that he must subdue Misaka Mikoto without injury, otherwise the experiment will fail."

Upon hearing this, Aleister fell silent, perhaps out of surprise.

"Do you think they'll believe such a childish change of conditions?"

"Didn't they believe in such childish experiments as creating absolute ability users?"

"They clearly have their own brains but don't think for themselves, instead blindly trusting a computer. After all, they don't have any rationality, do they? Besides, you can control the calculation results of the tree diagram designer, right?"

Aleister paused for a few seconds before saying, "I can indeed change this condition, but what good would it do me? I've already said it, I won't do anything."

Are you sure you can stick to the condition of doing nothing?

Despite Momo's provocative tone, Aleister remained calm and asked, "If I insist on this condition, what will you do?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Mo looked up at the sky and said, "I will probably demonstrate some advanced technology. First, I will blow up the tree-shaped diagram designer above Academy City, and then use a slightly violent method to save all the sisters. I will not be responsible for any damage caused to Academy City."

What if I help you this time?

"In exchange, I will take care of everything regarding the sisters' adjustment and lives, so you don't need to worry about it. After all, your absolute ability experiment was just a joke. What you need are living sisters, not dead sisters."

"Isn't that right, Aleister?"

Aleister fell silent for the third time, this time for even longer than before, before finally saying, "It's been a long time since anyone has threatened me."

"No, no, this isn't a threat, it's a deal. The reason you're letting the Absolute Ability User Project continue is simply to have countless research institutes support your sisters, isn't it?"

"Now that I've taken over everything, and I'm still such a kind, gentle, and easy-going person, shouldn't you be happy?"

"Happy?"

Aleister countered with a question that clearly had nothing to do with happiness.

"Say what you will, I agree to this condition."

"Is that so? Then the deal is done."

After completing the deal with Aleister, Momo put away his phone, looked at the sleeping Misaka 9886, gently touched her cheek, and said, "I'll take care of your lives from now on. Can you hear me, little sisters?"

"I will buy you all one by one before you find ownership of yourselves. Each of you is worth 180,000 yen. I feel like this is the most worthwhile deal in the world."

Misaka 9886 showed no reaction, but Momo knew that Misaka 9886 had only been forcibly stopped by Last Order; her brain was still functioning.

Mo Mo's words must have reached the ears of all the Misakas through Misaka 9886's ears, and they must have reached their hearts as well.

Author's Note:

PS: Thank you to Miku for the 4 monthly tickets, Listen to Heaven's Will for the 3 monthly tickets, and Victory Dragon who's been in jail for life, Night Owl Never Sleeps, Uncle Who Sells Ghostly Videos, and True Zhang Jie for each of the 1 monthly tickets.

PS2: I just checked the backend and the recommendations and donations have met the conditions for an extra chapter. JKing originally owed four chapters, so now JKing owes six chapters. There will be four chapters today, this is the first one.

102 Unforgettable

"What are you doing here with your girlfriend in the middle of the night? This isn't a hotel."

Mingtu Zhuihun looked at Mo Mo, who was standing on the balcony and had fallen from the sky with Misaka Mikoto in her arms, and sighed slightly.

"I came to see you, doctor, so of course I'm here for a medical checkup. Is there anything else? What, are you unhappy to see me? We're old friends!"

"If you're here to pay off medical bills, I'd be happy to. As for being friends with you, please forgive me for keeping my distance."

Mingtu Zhuihun rubbed the bridge of his nose, put down the medical record in his hand, and looked at Mo Mo with an unfriendly expression.

It was already late at night, and Mo Mo not only came, but flew directly from the sky to his office without any appointment. This was completely disregarding the fact that he treated the Underworld Soul Chaser as an outsider!

However, Mingtu Zhuihun still wanted to distance himself from Mo Mo. Putting everything else aside, the fact that Mo Mo had stolen his clothes while running away was enough to make Mingtu Zhuihun feel negatively favorably towards Mo Mo.

It's one thing for the Underworld Soul Chaser to want to waive Mo Mo's medical expenses, but it's another thing for Mo Mo to run away and avoid paying them. Although the white coat has been returned by Misaka Mikoto, the tens of millions of yen in medical expenses are still nowhere to be found.

"Hey, you're the Soul Chaser of the Underworld, the most ethical doctor in the city, the conscience of Academy City. Can you really bear to watch tens of millions crush a kind young boy?"