[I'm crying my eyes out]
"You should... go back over there." Original Touma knocked the Replicant unconscious.
He was preparing to stay behind.
However, the moment he turned around, the Replicant, who had only been pretending to be unconscious, leaped up and knocked the original out.
"Sorry, but you're the one who should go back. There are... people waiting for you over there."
Replicant Touma wiped the corner of his mouth.
The Replicant was Touma, so he knew what Touma was thinking.
And the two of them... were the same.
"Did it work?" Short-haired Mikoto had fully regained consciousness as well.
"Yeah." Aleister withdrew her wand. "You can go back too."
"That's great." Short-haired Mikoto collapsed onto the ground, finally breathing a sigh of relief. Silence returned to the scene.
Everyone was exhausted.
Then, time quietly passed.
At last, a ray of morning light broke the silence.
May 3rd. The sun rose as usual.
Touma: Shokuhou, I'll Support You and Misaka!
"We're about to go back."
Legend had it that God took six days to create the world.
Yet for this world to fully stabilize and become complete, it had taken six hours.
Original Touma was tied up by Replicant Touma and placed on a handcart.
Short-haired Mikoto would be responsible for taking him back to their original world.
"Well, just go back to your original world without worrying."
Replicant Touma patted the original on the shoulder.
"Mmph!!!" The original was still struggling.
But since the two were the same person, the Replicant knew what the original wanted to say.
No, more precisely, he was not a Replicant.
Because the two of them really were Touma.
"Staying in this world forever..."
Short-haired Mikoto glanced at this world.
This world was very similar to her own. But the people