[ Touma reported the incident to the police with deep sorrow, but when he led them to the scene, all traces had vanished. Even nearby surveillance cameras showed no suspicious activity, as if nothing had happened.
"What the hell is going on? Damn it!" Ignoring the departing officers, Touma stood frozen in place.
"Misaka?!" A cat’s meow made him turn to find the supposedly dead Misaka clone standing behind him.
"You’re a Misaka sister, right? Damn it! What’s happening?"
For a moment, Kamijou thought he’d been mistaken earlier and felt relieved.
"Sorry, I really thought you’d died. But thank goodness you’re okay."
The expressionless Misaka sister stated matter-of-factly, "Misaka did indeed die... Misaka reports this fact."
Her words made Kamijou notice the black bag she was carrying. He straightened up, his voice turning grim: "What... are you holding?"
"Password verification required as a precaution. Misaka sister states while executing protocol..."
Without answering directly, she recited a string of meaningless letters before continuing calmly: "Failure to decode means you are unrelated to the ’Radio Noise’ experiment."
Though confused by the code, Kamijou began piecing things together. Trembling with emotion, he demanded: "What are you talking about?! What’s inside that body bag?!"
Another Misaka clone emerged from the shadows with the answer: "It’s Sisters. Misaka explains."
"We know you were the one who called the police earlier."
More night-vision-goggle-wearing Misaka clones filled the alleyway, each speaking in turn: "All Misakas here are Misakas. The one you met earlier was #10032."
"Today’s deceased was # 10031 - the Misaka you saw yesterday with Big Sister."
"Misakas can synchronize brainwaves through electrical signals... Other Misakas simply share #10032’s memories."
Kamijou stared at the clones: "Then what are you all doing here?"
"Merely experimenting, Misaka replies. We offer deepest apologies for involving you."
After this emotionless statement, they handed him the cat and departed.
"An experiment... military?!"
Watching them leave, Kamijou recalled Mikoto’s sorrowful eyes when she saw the clones.
"Does that idiot know about this?!"]
~Projection of All Worlds~
"Thank heavens, Academy City actually has police! With all that commotion earlier and no officers showing up, I almost thought this was some lawless zone."
"From Kamijou’s perspective, seeing a dead Misaka clone reappear unharmed - wouldn’t anyone think they’d seen a ghost?!"
No wonder people reacted this way. Witnessing a corpse return to life would spook even the bravest souls.
"The Misaka clones’ methods were wild too - casually carrying around corpses. Their behavior was confusing: first demanding password verification, then immediately revealing the bag’s contents."
"They disclosed everything about the experiment to Kamijou except its purpose. Their relay-style speech pattern was downright eerie."
~Sword Art Online World~
"Using electrical signals to synchronize brainwaves for memory sharing?!"
As creator of the immersive Aincrad world, Kayaba Akihiko understood brainwave applications.
This memory-sharing resembled a network terminal where each clone uploaded daily experiences for others to access.
"Rather than clones, they seem more like... Avatar,"
Kayaba marveled at the technology, though puzzled why they’d reveal information without password confirmation, almost as if intentionally informing Kamijou. Thɪs chapter is updated by NoveI(F)ire.net
~A Certain Magical Index World, Academy City~
"Everything proceeds as planned... or rather, the video accelerated my schedule."
Upside-down in his tube, Aleister Crowley wasn’t surprised that Kamijou discovered the project. This was intentional - Kamijou held the highest priority in stopping the Level 6 Shift Project.
Failure would justify dispersing the Sisters worldwide.
As long as the video didn’t reveal his involvement, the magic side wouldn’t detect his true objectives.
"That ape wouldn’t actually interfere... could he win?!"
Kuroko doubted the "monkey" (ahem, ape-man) could succeed where even Misaka had failed.
"Guaranteed loss! Without proper abilities, charging in recklessly would just get him killed."
[ Arriving at Tokiwadai’s dormitory, Kamijou hesitated before pressing Room 208’s buzzer.
"Coming!" Inside, Kuroko sprang up from sniffing Mikoto’s pillow, wiping drool from her perverted grin.
"How rare to have visitors."
Spotting Kamijou on the monitor, she grimaced: ’That ape harassing Big Sister again?! Maybe he’s obsessed... Wait, he might know something.’
After brief deliberation, she unlocked the door.
"Wait inside if you must - wouldn’t want you missing her.
Entering, Kamijou found Kuroko rolling on a bed.
"Dorms are for sleeping - no guest facilities. Wait on that bed if--" Kuroko declared, not pausing her wriggling.
"Hold up! Isn’t that Misaka’s bed?! That’s—"
"Relax, it’s my bed," Kuroko retorted, squatting defensively.
"Then why are you rolling on someone else’s bed?! You some kind of pervert?!"
"Everyone has private indulgences! Like stealing a crush’s flute to lick, or her bike seat... Just keep quiet about it." Kuroko sat up indignantly.]
~Projection of All Worlds~
"Still at the ’ape’ stage? Kuroko’s affection meter must be rock-bottom."
"Wait... a boy in the girls’ dorm at night? Where’s security?!"
"Kamijou’s got sharp eyes - she is a total pervert."
Otherworld observers shuddered at Kuroko’s confession. Were flute thefts really "private indulgences"? Even perverts found this extreme.
~A Certain Magical Index World, Academy City~
"Enough with the ’ape’ nonsense!"
An irritated Misaki Shokuhou vowed to teach Kuroko some manners.
Meanwhile, Kuroko was already suffering consequences.
Mikoto’s sparks left her twitching on the floor. Hearing Kuroko’s confession worsened Mikoto’s suspicion, ’Did she actually lick my...?’
The doorbell interrupted Mikoto’s horror. Opening it revealed the dorm supervisor’s furious face.
"KUROKO! Bringing BOYS into the dorms at NIGHT?!"
Before Kuroko could explain, a "CRACK!" of neck-snapping judo left her unconscious. And a parting glare made Mikoto collapse in relief after she left.
『 The legendary LV 6 Dorm Supervisor - Cervical Killer. Name unknown. Ability unknown. Level unknown. 』