A certain dark alley in District 7.

A white-haired boy stared at his phone, crimson eyes narrowing at the message displayed:

[NOTICE: The Level 6 Shift Project has been terminated. All experiments must stop immediately. Thank you for your cooperation.]

"You've got to be kidding…"

His grip on the phone was so tight his knuckles went white.

"What does that make me to those bastards?"

He threw his phone at the wall with a loud crash, glass shattering. Fury roared through his chest. His hands were already soaked in blood—and now, they'd casually ended the project?

This boy was Accelerator, Academy City's #1 Level 5 Esper, a participant in the now-terminated Level 6 Shift Project.

"Damn… damn it all!"

Accelerator tugged frantically at his white hair, unable to find anyone on whom to vent his rage. He could sense that behind these changes, there was a hidden, powerful hand at work.

…

Meanwhile…

Back in that room, Kuroko uttered sounds that Mikoto found impossible to bear.

"Hah…"

Rei Ao exhaled deeply. The outcome of "correcting" Shirai Kuroko had satisfied him.

"S-sorry… Onee-sama… M-my body no longer belongs to me…"

Kuroko gazed at Mikoto, tears streaming, conscious of a rift that she couldn't mend.

"Hehe," Awaki Musujime chuckled from the side.

"Don't be so dramatic, Kuroko. You were the one clinging to my dear Rei Ao-sama just now."

"I—!"

Kuroko tried to protest, but guilt choked off her words. Awaki merely gave a scornful glance at Kuroko's duplicity, then walked back over to Rei Ao.

"Rei Ao-sama," she said reverently, "Your power is truly unimaginable."

Rei Ao patted Awaki's head with a grin.

"That's just the tip of the iceberg. Now—who's next?"

"I…"

Mikoto was about to speak, but Awaki cut in with a mischievous smirk:

"Hehe, obviously me!"

She shot a mocking look at Mikoto, who had been barely keeping it together. Mikoto clenched her teeth. Outside, the lights of Academy City remained bright, but certain things had already changed forever.

…

When the faint glow of dawn finally rose, the door to Rei Ao's room opened at last. He sauntered into the living room, languid, dressed in casual clothes now. His slightly damp black hair showed he'd just showered.

"Oh, you're all here," he greeted casually. The rainbow-colored glint in his eyes slid over three women who hadn't slept a wink.

"Been waiting long?"

"Wah!!"

Index let out a little yelp and hid behind Kanzaki Kaori. She peered out from her pure-white nun's habit, awkwardly. Kanzaki's face was stiff; she hardly knew where to look. Even though Rei Ao was fully clothed, she couldn't help picturing… everything, thanks to that live broadcast.

Shokuhou Misaki was trying to appear calm as she fixed her hair, but the faint tremor in her hands gave her away.

"What's with those faces?"

Rei Ao cocked an eyebrow, then realized with a chuckle, "Oh, the broadcast, yeah."

He shrugged, heading to the fridge for a can of beer.

"Don't overthink it. That's just one form of… relaxation. In the chat group, it's pretty normal."

"N-normal…?"

Kanzaki Kaori finally found her voice—an octave higher than usual.

"All at once, doing… that kind of… is normal?"

Rei Ao took a swig of beer, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"When you reach my level of power, worldly morals aren't that meaningful anymore."

Turning his gaze to the cowering Index behind Kanzaki, he smirked.

"Little nun, want me to give you a firsthand lesson in the mysteries of human 'interaction'?"

"Uwah!"

Index let out a startled squeak, hiding her entire face in Kanzaki's back. Shokuhou Misaki, forcing composure, lightly tapped her chin with her remote.

"Rei Ao-san, while I'm not objecting to your private life, broadcasting that sort of content in front of us was a bit…"

"Ah, sorry."

He offered an entirely insincere apology. Then he abruptly switched to a serious tone:

"But there's a more important matter now."

"Shokuhou Misaki—take me to see those Misaka Sisters."

The abrupt change of topic caught the trio off-guard. Shokuhou's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Right now? But Mikoto—she…"

"She won't be waking up anytime soon,"

Rei Ao interrupted.

"…"

Silence returned to the room. All three women could guess what he meant. Even Kuroko—the perverted admirer—had been driven to the point of babbling Rei Ao's name. One could imagine how far Rei Ao had gone.

Shokuhou took a deep breath, wanting to erase those obscene memories from her mind. But for now…

"What do you plan to do with them?" she asked solemnly.

Rei Ao offered a mysterious smile.

"Deal with Mikoto's troubles. Lead the way, Your Highness."

Shokuhou hesitated, then finally nodded. She headed for the door, Rei Ao following. Kanzaki Kaori and Index glanced at each other and decided to come along too, curious about what he was up to.

…

They took an elevator to the underground parking, then an even more hidden one. The atmosphere inside was tense. Index clung to Kanzaki, casting furtive looks at Rei Ao from time to time.

"So, um…"

Index mustered her courage.

"Are Rei Ao-san and those girls… in a relationship?"

Rei Ao's gaze fell on the little nun's curious eyes, and he smiled faintly.

"Mikoto is my girlfriend. The other two… not yet."

"Awaki Musujime is for my own pleasure, and Shirai Kuroko is still undergoing training."

"P-pleasure? Training?"

Index's face reddened all over.

"Purely physical. Don't overthink it,"

Rei Ao said nonchalantly.

"Once you have power like mine, lifespans become extremely long. Holding onto mundane moral concerns gets boring fast."

Kanzaki Kaori couldn't hold back.

"But… aren't you hurting them like that?"

"Ah, the Saint is so innocent," Rei Ao teased, shrugging.

"They're consenting."

"…"

He left her with no retort. Silence returned. Shokuhou Misaki's star-like eyes gleamed with deep contemplation.

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