Eating the Railgun's Treat

Luo Yifang was annoyed, in every sense of the word. "This won't do, that won't do. Why not just do as I say?"

"How could we?" Busu Dixin objected. "Even if you take care of NO.2, what about the Misaka Sisters?"

"Leave that sort of headache to the Board of Directors." Luo Yifang waved a hand, showing that he did not care in the slightest. He knew that Aleister, that Hanging Man, had initiated both the Mass-produced Ability User Plan and the Absolute Ability User evolution plan for the sake of his later arrangements. Calling it an open scheme would not be inaccurate, because even if those two plans were destroyed, his plan would continue moving forward.

But Busu Dixin did not know the details behind all this. She thought Luo Yifang simply did not care whether the Misaka Sisters lived or died. "You don't care about the Sisters' lives at all! Or is the real reason you want to destroy this plan because you're afraid NO.2 will replace you?!"

Tch. If I didn't care whether the Sisters lived or died, why would I bother with this crap? Luo Yifang rolled his eyes. "Are you stupid? If I didn't care about their lives, why would I be discussing this with you? I could just go over there and take out NO.2. It's only this troublesome because we have to consider the aftermath!"

After a pause, seeing that it was time to reveal his real plan, Luo Yifang continued, "Still, I have another idea."

"Oh? Let's hear it." Busu Dixin rolled her eyes. She had truly had enough of Luo Yifang, a man with "reckless" written across his chest and "brave" across his back. After talking for so long, his plan could basically be summed up as—smash Kakine Teitoku head-on, break through Kakine Teitoku from the side, ambush Kakine Teitoku from behind and kill him instantly. To simplify it further: fight, fight, fight.

"Who in all of Academy City has the best chance of defeating NO.2?" Luo Yifang smiled faintly and began leading Busu Dixin along.

Without knowing that Kamijou Touma existed, most people would instinctively think—hmm? The person most likely to defeat NO.2 would be someone just a little weaker than NO.2. That had to be NO.3! Busu Dixin's eyes lit up, but she immediately asked in confusion, "Are you sure NO.3 can defeat NO.2?"

"No." Luo Yifang actually wanted to add that there was a possibility she could win, though it was truly low—perhaps a few tenths of a percent? Well, that was in a one-on-one fight, of course. If someone used some kind of summoning spell and summoned an "Imagine Breaker," things would be different.

Busu Dixin sighed. She knew it. Kakine Teitoku's true strength was nothing like what he displayed, and compared to NO.3, who had spent all her time studying at school, Kakine Teitoku, who worked in the dark side, definitely had far more combat experience than Misaka Mikoto. "Then what do you mean?"

"In a one-on-one fight, Misaka Mikoto is indeed no match for Kakine Teitoku," Luo Yifang said. "But if someone secretly gave her a hand, then it might be another matter."

"But would she be willing to step into this mess?" Busu Dixin was still somewhat doubtful.

"You don't understand her." Luo Yifang shook his head. "Besides, if your brothers and sisters were being used in such an inhuman experiment, would you risk everything to save them?"

"But they aren't NO.3's real sisters. They really are just a group of clones. Would you risk your life for imitations of yourself?"

Luo Yifang smiled. "I wouldn't, but she definitely would."

"Fine, even if it's as you say," Busu Dixin said, spreading her hands, "I'll still carry out my plan."

Luo Yifang merely nodded, then vanished from the room before Busu Dixin's astonished eyes, leaving behind only one sentence. "Don't be stupid enough to confront Kakine Teitoku head-on, unless you want to die."

"This guy..." Busu Dixin said irritably. "Sneaking into a girls' dormitory in the middle of the night, yet acting like he cares so much about everyone else. Pah!"

Heaven knew Luo Yifang had only wanted Busu Dixin not to expose her whereabouts. Otherwise, the process of dealing with this plan would be slowed down again, and that did not suit his straightforward personality. Honestly, if not for the fact that directly taking out Kakine Teitoku would have a rather bad impact, he would have long since hacked Academy City's network and wiped out the entire dark side of that "school" in one fell swoop. After all, if Kakine Teitoku really died, it would be hard to control what absurd changes might happen to the worldline afterward.

After leaving Busu Dixin, Luo Yifang yawned. Since he had nothing to do now, he was thinking of going home for some sleep when his phone rang. He took it out and found that it was Misaka Mikoto. "Hello, Railgun. What do you need?"

"Heh heh." Misaka Mikoto gave two cold laughs. "My dear NO.1, have you forgotten something?"

"What?" Luo Yifang scratched the back of his head, looking puzzled. I remembered to lock the door when I left yesterday, right...?

"The restaurant, the restaurant! That restaurant that was supposed to give out Gekota!" Misaka Mikoto gritted her teeth and paced anxiously around her dorm room. She normally would not be like this, but when she learned that the restaurant's Gekota event ended today, she could no longer sit still.

"Uh..." Luo Yifang suddenly remembered. It seemed he had promised to treat them to a meal last time... This was bad. He had been busy with one thing after another lately and had put it out of his mind. Checking the time, he found it was almost mealtime. "Of course I didn't forget. I already reserved a table. You just need to come over. I was just about to call you."

"Rea-lly?" A vein bulged on Misaka Mikoto's forehead. You clearly forgot about it completely! But for Gekota's sake, she did not bother arguing any further. She hung up, grabbed Kuroko, who was sprawled across the bed, and said, "Come on, Kuroko. We're going to eat a rich guy's treat today!"

"What rich guy, Onee-sama?" Kuroko found Misaka Mikoto's frantic manner very strange. Since when had her Onee-sama cared so much about a meal?

To avoid revealing that she was going to claim Gekota, Misaka Mikoto gave an awkward laugh. "Don't worry about it. There'll be food, that's all that matters. Oh, call Hatsuharu and Ruizi too. The more people there are, the more we get out of it. Hmph, let's see if we can eat that bastard bankrupt."

Fine, Kuroko did not object. After all, it was a chance to have a meal with Onee-sama. There might be two third wheels, but when were they ever absent? At that moment, however, Kuroko had completely forgotten that someone else was treating them to dinner...

Otherwise, Kuroko would definitely have said—Even if I, Shirai Kuroko, starved to death, died outside Tokiwadai, or sank into Tokyo Bay, I would never eat a single bite of Luo Yifang's food!

So good!