I can copy the beautiful girl

"whispering sound."

I couldn't help but feel a little bored.

"What a bummer."

I had hoped I'd be able to fight a LV5 so I had some hope, but I ended up having to fight minions that were no different from the idiots who challenged me in the past.

"Forget it, we're just going to fight this one this time, right? Now that it's over, I'm going back."

"Please wait, the first experiment is not over yet. You need to deal with the experimental individual behind you."

"what?"

I tilted my head slightly in confusion.

"You will need to deal with 20,000 armed clones to complete this experiment. The target has not yet completely ceased its activity. Please continue fighting."

"what?"

"receive."

Before I could react to what the experimenter was saying, a faint voice came from behind me.

"Continue the experiment. Misaka follows orders so well."

"Handle? Stop the activity?"

I put these words into the context of the situation on the scene to understand them better.

"That is to say..."

——There was absolutely no time for the girl to react after understanding this concept.

——There was no time for the girl to think about anything.

For example, “So this experiment is actually like this?”, “Isn’t this killing people?”, “Should we continue?”

——The girl hadn’t had time to think about anything like this yet.

boom---!!!

The gunshot rang out behind her.

"what?"

Feeling her reflexes working, the girl looked back in confusion.

The blood flowing out of the body from the bullet hole was reflected in the girl's eyes.

With a slightly stunned look in her eyes, the white-haired girl watched motionlessly as the brown-haired girl fell to the floor after being hit by the bullet that returned along the same path after firing.

"Like...sinking into dark...deep waters"

"So... this is... death?"

"Misaka... so..."

The whispers behind have disappeared.

The girl with brown hair is dead.

The white-haired girl was still staring at her motionlessly, unable to react for a moment to what had happened.

I just killed someone?

"Thank you for your hard work. This concludes the first experiment. It might be boring at first, but they'll gradually get stronger, so feel free to handle them. —Don't worry, you're welcome. They're made from drugs and protein, and they only cost 180,000 yen to create one. They're just experimental puppets."

puppet…?

"That's right. They're just lab rats created for you to kill. They're pure props. Don't feel any burden because they look human. Just treat them like robots sweeping the streets. They're just convenient props created by us researchers. It's unnecessary to feel any psychological burden from treating them like humans."

The researcher's voice softly entered her ears, gently easing the girl's slightly confused heart caused by what had just happened.

"After all, you see, they only follow the experimental procedures and then die in your hands. They have no fear of death, which is what living beings should have. They are no different from robots, right? - I guess no one would feel guilty about destroying some robots, right?"

That’s right…that’s it.

They are not human at all.

I covered my forehead with one hand, glared at the man questioning me, and shouted, "Have you said enough nonsense? I don't know where you got that, but nearly ten thousand lives are ridiculous! They're just a bunch of guinea pigs! Even worse than guinea pigs. At least guinea pigs know the fear of death, but those clones don't even know it!!"

"You know what? If you understand it from a tsundere perspective, what you're saying is basically, 'Why aren't you afraid?' 'Why aren't you afraid of death?' 'Why don't you say you want to live?' 'Why don't you tell me you don't want to die?' 'If you just say it...' 'If you just prove to me that you're not a tool...' 'If you just tell me you're human...' 'Then... I'll...' —"

The girl suddenly pushed the boy away with both hands, stood up, her breathing inexplicably rapid, her right hand covering her heart, her face slightly distorted as if she was suffocating.

"Nonsense! Do you really think I won't kill you?"

The boy who was pushed away looked at her and said calmly, "It's too late. From the moment I killed the first person, everything was already too late. This is what is called a sunk cost."

"You deceive yourself, brainwash yourself, and make yourself think that you are just a tool, because if you don't do this, you will be overwhelmed by the guilt. But once you start doing this, you will fall deeper and deeper into your own brainwashing. From killing only one person at the beginning to killing nearly ten thousand people now - if your sister really said to you "I don't want to die" and "I want to live" as you wished, could you still bear it now?"

The boy looked at her with a hint of pity in his eyes.

"It's a shame. It's precisely because you're kindhearted that you can't bear it. You've even reached the point where you can't even maintain your sanity without deceiving yourself."

The white-haired girl turned and left. She didn't listen to the other person's nonsense anymore, thinking it was a waste of time.

"If you intend to repeat your mistakes and continue to increase your sins—I won't stop you. And you'd better not expect anyone to stop you."

"You should be more aware of your power than anyone else."

"As long as you don't want to, no one can force you to undergo this experiment."

"And as long as you want to continue, no one can stop you from continuing this experiment."

"Ultimately, the only one who can stop this experiment is you."

"Past sins cannot be erased. Even if you reform yourself in the future, the sins you have committed will not disappear. They will be forever engraved in your soul and in your experiences. You will always live with the sins you have committed, or die with the sins you have committed. You cannot choose whether to erase the sins you have committed, you can only choose whether to let your sins end here."

"So, choose."

"Let your sins continue to accumulate more."

"Let my sins end here."

Such words followed her like a shadow, making her instinctively unable to bear it, so she covered her ears and ran.

Nonsense. Nonsense. Nonsense.

………………nonsense.

I looked at the white-haired girl's quickly disappearing figure and raised my hand... choking with sobs.

It's over, he talked too much and ended up killing the person.

The copying is far from complete!!

Really, can't I be a little more gentle with my mouth and keep her for another hour?

Forget it, since it has already come to this, I’ll just look for another opportunity later.

I stood up and left the restaurant, stretching myself.

In the end, what will Yuriko-san choose?

So curious!

Volume 42: Chapter I Want All These Tools

What was the girl thinking when she walked into the indoor experimental field again?

What was the girl thinking when she saw again the brown-haired girl whom she thought was a tool, a guinea pig, not a human being, who had no fear of death and was still just following orders to die?

nonsense.

Nonsense.

Obviously, it's just a tool.

"Everything has been checked to be foolproof. Misaka is ready."

Obviously, it's just a tool.

Peng!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This time, she did not give the other party a chance to attack. In an instant, she appeared in front of the little white mouse that looked like a girl. She raised her right hand and gently pushed it on the chest.

In just a moment, the little white mouse that looked like a girl was pressed against the wall.

After pausing for three seconds, it slid down.

"Misaka..."

She took a light step forward and came in front of the little white mouse that looked like a young girl, looking down at it with an expressionless face.

"Misaka... the experiment isn't over yet..."

A grenade suddenly rolled from the little white mouse's palm to her feet.

Her eyebrows twitched fiercely, her face showed anger, she stepped on the grenade and crushed it slowly.

boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The explosion sounded violently.

Of course she didn't waver.

The little white mouse, which was nearby, was hit hard by the shock wave and thrown into the corner of the wall.

Logically speaking, he should die immediately.

But it seemed very lucky that although the little white mouse was bleeding, it did not die.

She wasn't surprised. She simply squatted down and grabbed the mouse's neck, angrily saying, "Answer me, if you're not a tool, what are you? Why are you so fearless of death? Why did you go and die when someone asked you to? Why did you attack me even though you knew you would die? You even risked your own life for such a meaningless attack! Tell me, if you're not a tool, what are you? If you're not a guinea pig, what are you?"

The little white mouse was suffocating and couldn't speak at all, so her questions were meaningless.

Instead, a voice came from above from the person observing the experiment: "The experiment is over. Accelerator, please deal with this little white mouse and prepare for the next one."

"shut up!!"

She stood up suddenly, looked up at the window, and stomped her foot on the ground.

Boom!!! Snap, snap!!! Puff, puff, puff, boom, boom!!!!!!

The ground shattered and flew up, pieces of super alloy, concrete, and steel bars flew towards the window, smashing the entire laboratory behind the window. All the people inside were knocked out and fell to the ground. Although no one died, they all screamed in pain and trembled with fear.

She ignored it all and just breathed slightly faster.

Bastard!!! Bastard!!! Bastard!!! You actually let that kind of talk disturb your thoughts! Are you kidding? It's just a guinea pig! It's just a guinea pig! It's just a guinea pig! It's just a tool!!!

How can something like this, which doesn't even know pain and isn't afraid of death, be human?! Who can say they're human?! They're just tools in human form! How are they any different from the robots on the street?! What's the difference?! Isn't the only difference that they have human faces and human bodies?! If you give those robots on the street human bodies, does that make them human?! Aren't they still just tools?!

"Misaka... is a tool."

See, even they said so themselves.

She couldn't help laughing and turned to look at the little white mouse who was trying to get up, her teeth almost breaking.

"With enough tools and materials, an infinite number of Misaka can be produced at the push of a button. Misaka explains. Misaka's body is fake, and her heart is borrowed. The price of a Misaka is 18 yen, and there are in stock. Misaka is a tool that only stops its heartbeat according to the experimental work."

Ha ha.

Hehehe.

Hahahahahahahahahahaha.

She listened to these words, covered her forehead and laughed, so she said, tell me, if this isn’t a tool, then what is it? ! !

"So, don't feel pain about killing Misaka. Don't show such a painful expression. Misaka advised."

My mind went blank for a moment.

"Misaka was created as a cheap tool to make Accelerator stronger. If Accelerator were to feel pain for killing such a Misaka, Misaka... Misaka was confused about her feelings at the moment. Although she shouldn't feel the pain of Accelerator killing Misaka, she felt a little happy. Misaka said it truthfully."

She stepped back in fear.

Looking at the girl who had stood up in front of her, she couldn't suppress her fear.

No, don't say that anymore...

"Also, a little chest pain."

Her eyes were filled with fear and her body was shaking uncontrollably.

No, don't say that anymore...