Luo Yifang Takes Action

"Eh, Void Explosion? Are you investigating that case?" Misaka Mikoto walked down the street carrying a bag, with a glum-looking Kuroko trailing behind her.

The [Void Explosion] case had exhausted the Disciplinary Committee members as well. Shirai Kuroko herself had been going to bed very late for several days, and after all the commotion last night, she was already yawning as soon as she got up. "Yes, Onee-sama. Honestly, troublesome cases like this are such a headache."

"It'd be nice if there were fewer people like that who caused trouble for others," Misaka Mikoto said helplessly. "Then you and the others wouldn't have to work so hard."

"Onee-sama is worried about Kuroko?!" Upon hearing that, Kuroko immediately scooted up beside Misaka Mikoto with stars in her eyes.

"Uh... don't suddenly talk in such a disgusting voice." Misaka Mikoto turned her head away, only to spot a clothing store. After thinking for a moment, she said to Kuroko, "Oh, I think tomorrow's a holiday. You shouldn't be on duty today, right?"

"No, Onee-sama. Is there something you need?"

"How about we go shopping this afternoon and buy a few things?" Misaka Mikoto said. "Consider it a chance for you all to relax."

"Shopping with Onee-sama?!" Kuroko said dreamily, apparently beginning to imagine something inappropriate for children again.

"That's right. I was talking about it with Saten-san yesterday too. She said Hatsuharu has been really busy with work lately, so she said she wanted to go shopping together and relax." Misaka Mikoto tapped her lips as she spoke. "But then I ran into that bastard Luo Yifang yesterday and got so angry that I nearly forgot about it."

"Eh..." So it would be with Hatsuharu and Ruizi too? Kuroko immediately wilted and replied dejectedly, "Well, even though it's a rare opportunity, I probably can't. I still want to get to the bottom of this case, so I'll likely be going to the Disciplinary Committee branch to work this afternoon. You go ahead with Onee-sama. I won't be coming."

"That's a shame, but I understand. You do your best too, Kuroko!"

"What? You want to go buy clothes?" Luo Yifang sprang off the sofa, staring at Misaka 9982 in horror. "Don't start trouble, sis. Can you even go out?"

"Yesterday, Misaka asked through the Misaka Network and learned that the experiment has been suspended again, so there should be no problem going out today. Besides, didn't Mr. Yifang say that wearing Tokiwadai's school uniform was too conspicuous and that Misaka should make some changes? do, Misaka 9982 tilts her head and looks at Mr. Yifang with a puzzled expression, hoping to receive an answer."

"How is that a puzzled expression? You clearly don't have any expression at all!" Luo Yifang complained about Misaka 9982's utterly unchanged face. After sighing twice, he finally gave in. "Fine, fine. But after you buy clothes, you have to tell me where the other sisters are!"

"I will. As long as Misaka buys new clothes, Misaka will tell Mr. Yifang. do, Misaka 9982 says happily, attempting to brush aside Mr. Yifang's request."

Luo Yifang's mouth twitched. Did I seriously pick up a fake Misaka Sister? Who the hell told me Misaka Sisters had impaired emotional systems? Get over here and stand still! I'll throw you into outer space as space junk! Of course, even if Luo Yifang wanted to do that, he would first have to break through the dimensional barrier and return to his original world before he could throw that hippopotamus into outer space. For now, he had to think about how to take Misaka 9982 shopping.

Paqi suddenly popped out and said, "How about going to seventh mist?"

Luo Yifang had just taken a sip of water and nearly sprayed it out. "Cough, cough! Are you screwing with me?! That damn place? What if we run into Railgun and the others?!"

"Do you think you're ridiculously lucky?" Paqi asked in return.

Luo Yifang thought carefully for a moment before saying, "No."

"Then that settles it. Why would they have to go to the same clothing store as you on the same day, at the exact same time? You're not the protagonist of a novel."

"That makes so much sense," Luo Yifang said with a sigh. He was just about to pull out a cigarette to lament this bullshit life when he suddenly remembered that he did not smoke. "But it's so far away."

"Mr. Yifang, please take Misaka there. do, Misaka 9982 tries to make a cute expression to persuade Mr. Yifang to agree." Misaka 9982 clenched her little hand into a fist and placed it beneath her chin, tilting her head adorably. If some hopeless fat otaku had been standing here, he definitely would have shouted "Niceeee!" in excitement! But was Luo Yifang that kind of person? He had weathered all kinds of storms and played plenty of fully immersive games, okay? Would he be defeated by such a minor scene? What a joke!

"Fine, you win. Let's go this afternoon after lunch." Luo Yifang rubbed his nose, holding back those two words.

"What? You're telling me Experiment Subject 9982 has gone missing again?" An elderly researcher in a white coat angrily threw the clipboard in his hand onto the floor. His roar echoed throughout the laboratory. "Are you people useless?! You keep losing experimental materials again and again! Is this what you call professional conduct?!"

"Wasn't it you who said there was no need to implant tracking devices in the first place?" a young researcher muttered quietly, but unfortunately, he was still heard.

"Hm?! Do you have an objection? Say it out loud!" The old man fixed the researcher with a cold gaze, and the young man immediately fell silent.

"You bunch of trash, listen carefully. The experiment is suspended for one week. In one week, I want to see every single piece of experimental material that went missing before standing in front of me. Otherwise, just wait to be disposed of!" With that, the old man strode out of the laboratory, leaving behind a group of researchers staring at one another.

Busu Dixin watched everything unfold with cold eyes. After everyone had dispersed, she went to a secluded spot and sent Luo Yifang a message. "9982 has gone missing too. The experiment has been suspended again, but this time the higher-ups will likely pull out all the stops to find the person behind it."

After a beep, Busu Dixin looked oddly at Luo Yifang's reply. "Understood, but I'm taking the Sister shopping for clothes right now. I don't have much time. We'll talk tonight."

Is this guy really reliable? Should I figure out an escape route myself? Busu Dixin's face darkened. She put away her communicator and returned to her post, seriously considering as she walked whether she should continue cooperating with a disaster magnet like Luo Yifang.

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