As for why she did that?
c.c lightly swept back her long hair and answered with great seriousness, "That's the only way pizza you buy tastes right. And take your hand away. I'm not sharing any with someone eating it would only waste food."
"Uh..." Jiu Ming's mouth twitched. "Don't say things that hurt people."
"Hurt people? You wouldn't care even if the truth hurts, would you?"
"Ahem, who says? I care a lot. Though I suppose it is kind of a waste, yeah." Jiu Ming coughed twice and shook his head.
"Enough of that. Based on what you said, those Misaka Sisters getting to live their ideal lives happened because of you, right?" Holding a slice of pizza, c.c spoke absentmindedly. "You don't understand?"
"I don't know that world, but if it involves conspiracies or plans or something, it becomes much easier to guess. For instance, does that world have something like game reality?"
"Uh, obviously not." Jiu Ming shook his head. Shokuhou Misaki's world looked like a high-fantasy world no matter how he saw it; it had absolutely nothing to do with game worlds.
"Then that settles it. Since there's no such concept, do you think having someone constantly play a 'slaughter game' is meant to help them grow, or specifically to cultivate a psychologically twisted monster?"
"Well, I've thought about that too. After all, that world doesn't have this thing where you gather enough experience and level up. If someone took a kitchen knife and chopped tens of thousands of cabbages, at most they'd grow an extra Qilin arm..." Jiu Ming scratched his head. But even knowing that, he still couldn't guess what came next.
"So the 'plan' you told me about should only have been a smokescreen. The real key lies with those Misaka Sisters. You,