Electric Princess [Railgun]

At a certain moment, Misaka Mikoto's expression was not the happiest one. Actually, it was a mixture that expressed disappointment and dissatisfaction. It was also because she couldn't take with her anything extra except for her bathing suit and the forced wrist bracelet that everyone had. Even her attempt to sneak in a stack of arcade coins was thwarted. It didn't help at all that she was standing in a swim suit, on a heated beach, with the sound of the glistening lake behind her and a nice wood and bamboo stand in front of her. Waiters in Hawaiian shirts prepared cocktails from a wide range of fresh common, exotic and tropical fruits.

Inoue, standing next to Mikoto with a hawk's gaze or as if entranced, was devouring every move made by the attendant behind the counter. Of course, the bewitching look unnerved the person to the max.

However, the older brunette's attention was directed to the third brown-haired person who was currently standing there with them in line next to each other and also had a somewhat displeased expression. It was an acquaintance from a rare meeting when both of them met by chance and formed a team during one hunt for a certain 'treasure', which ended in failure.

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It was Kinuhata Saiai, Level-4 Esper: [Offense Armor] (12yrs?) This short-haired brunette who mostly wears striped socks and a longer knitted sweater that replaces the function of a skirt as a women's jersey or a shorter dress. She is a member of ITEM (commanded by Mugino) of the mercenary team working for the dark side of the academic city. Her abilities of (Nitrogen Armor) that came from implanting (defensive thought patterns) from #1, make her a tank that doesn't have to dodge bullets. She can easily lift a car or throw a fist that will make a hole in the wall. It's almost like she's wearing invisible power armor. She likes B-movies especially C-movies, even those 15min amateur or students work. She like to watch them in theater. Her personality is full of contrasts: from disinterested (EMO) to eccentric, from obedience and loyalty to playfulness. That contrast can come from, brainwashing during her powers development, or by the implated though patterns.

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After a moment of silence, Saiai spoke as they looked at each other as if they were about to start fight each other. "Super underachieving. When the dealer disappeared without a trace, I really hoped that you cheated on me and kept the secret to yourself. So when we will finally met again, I could beat that knowledge out of you. But, since even after that time had passed, I supper don't see any difference on you. So even this hope of mine has been supper extinguished." She measured Railgun's modest chest with a displeased expression.

Mikoto seemed to feel the same. "Interesting, at one point, something similar occurred to me too. But since I couldn't find the villain either, I dropped the theory. Looks like none of us made any progress in that direction." She also focused on the upper part of the swimwear at Offense Armor, which directly asked that what they were covering, shall be a few sizes bigger.

A second or two passed as they stared at each other. Only then, finally both sighed in defeat, letting all the tension between them literally blow away like fine sand in the breeze. With great dissatisfaction, they buried their averted gazes into the unknown, waiting for their orders to be ready.

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They didn't even react when a certain long wavy haired honey-blonde in bikini, whispered/mumbled something to the impatient trio in morning voice. In her sleepiness, or because of the low morning blood pressure, she literally dragged herself toward the stand. Swaying from side to side, muttering something to herself about why she was the one to go for cocktails for (them). Without the least bit of shame, she pass over the waiting line of three, extending her finger to the counter and speaking her order in a sleepy voice. "I'll take three glasses of whatever you've already prepared. Put it on a tray or something that will be easy to carry. Bottles in basked or whatever. And don't forget to add a bunch of snack and other goodies you have here. Thank you for your willingness and I'll take it immediately." She finished as usual with a very sleepy yawn, completely ignoring her surroundings.

The girls, especially Mikoto, gave her disbelieving expressions. Before the others could react, #3 grabbed #5's bicep and shook blonde roughly to wake her fully from her half-sleep. "Hey Shokuhou, wake up now! It's only morning and you're back to your old manipulative manners!" Since her attempt to wake up by the method: (Shake the piggy bank so hard that its golden treasure inside can be heard tinkling.), it caused the patient to feel malaise/dizzy, so that not only her head but also her eyes were spinning in circles. A droll ran out of her mouth and the brunette had to force turn Shokuhou to her and grab the blonde's other bicep, to prevent the busty girl from falling onto a sand. Railgun shook that body more gently this time.

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It only took a few more seconds for Mental Out to finally focus on the person in front of her and finally wake up. "Huh?..." In a surprise, she looked at the face of the brunette in front of her. Then her gaze dropped down for a moment (to the athlete swimsuit of course) before returning to Railgun's face again, almost as if she remembered (who) holding her in its arms. After a few blinks of her (starry) eyes in clear confusion, her expression lit up with a big smile indicating a joke. "Well, that's a surprise to me, maybe its my favorite pair of A-cups?" [She call Mikoto flat.] She giggled and was unable to resist, to not produce her body language gesture, that tricked Railgun to glance at her raised blossom chest. That move, make a certain devastating difference between their figures even more pronounced.

Mikoto's expression showed, how she immediately regretted to not sending the trickster to hell, rather than waking her up.

On the other hand, Kinuhata expressed her opinion as if she was talking for Railgun. "For some reason, this blonde is super annoying me in more ways than one. Fine, it's super clear to me what I shall put onto mi (To do) list. As soon as I catch this card cheater, I'm going to give him a super beating. So that he's going to super regret the day he screw me up." She ignored (That's a wrong wording.) dry comment from other brown-head.

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The blonde, despite the fact that the brunette was holding her by both shoulders, gave the other girl a questioning look. She glanced from Mikoto's face to Saiai and back a few times, before she finally figure out something. "Ah-- I remember..." Looking up at the sky, she spoke up, obviously playing with her thoughts, as if she remembered something from very long ago. "I remember a certain merchant who mysteriously disappeared in a mafia style, after selling out all his (Indian Poker) cards to a desperate couple. Rumor has it, that among the cards was an S-rated piece so unique, that some ladies with a certain trait would do anything to get at the secret that card was holding. I think, it had something to do with the female features-- oh yeah the card was called (Bust Upper) I guess. However, it is also said that it has no effect on brainless muscle-girls with A-cups." The blonde glanced as dark expressions build up on the daces of both brown girls and she began to laugh uncontrollably mischievously. "Bu-ha-ha-ha... That's good, not even the legendary urban secret Bust Upper, can't beat the power of your flat chest. Isn't that your secondary ability? A Bust down? How far you develop your (flat chest ability)? At last to Level five?"

From Kinuhata and Misaka perspective, her bragging was like pouring salt into an open wound.

Kinuhata step closer, making a cold expression. "For some super obvious reason, I want to change my revenge goal for now, Because someone here, is really super asking for it."

Yet Misaka got a strict glare. "Speaking of which, I noticed that someone here is overweight, which can be solved by removing two excess fat bags."

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Shokuhou realized she had pulled the wrong trigger. These two bristling kittens are just a hair away from being transformed into hungry tigers who look at her like a juicy gazelle. So she tried to back-down and deescalate the situation. "W- wait! Don't talk like you want to arrange an event for me, during witch I will mysteriously disappear like the dealer? You can't blame anyone but yourself for that knowledge not working on you! C- certainly, don't blame someone who pointed that fact out!"

But Mikoto did not accept blonde's excuses. "S- shut up! Do you really think it was me who make him disappear?... No, it wasn't and after all, that stupid Bust Upper wasn't even there!! Do you even can imagine, what I had to go through because of those stupid cards?!" She pull herself at the blonde so closely that Misaki had to turn away her face, fearing that the brunette would bite her nose. But due to the fact that she was in captivity, she did not get far.

Kinuhata joined in, remembering the unpleasant experience. "Normally I'd really enjoy some C-cards. However, because of that shitty S-card, we are forced to go through entire deck and some cards were really supper brain draining. In the end, it wasn't worth the effort and I think it supper cost me at least a year of my life.

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Shokuhou glanced at them confused. "Huh? What are you two talking about? You clearly took all the cards, Right? Including the silver one? There was no need to go through all of them. You just had to flip through them and pick the silver one from the deck." She didn't understand until something struck her. "Wait a minute, we need to check something!" She broke free from the grip, but it was more like, because she was onto something, Mikoto let her go, knowing that the gazelle's chance of escaping are zero. Number-Five walked past Inoue, who was silently watching the conversation, and quietly asked the waiter for cutlery. She whispered something so quiet, that the hunter cats behind her, dint hear what it was. A moment later she turned to the pair with two spoons, one in each hand. "So ladies,-- one of them is base polished metal and the other is silver made. So which is which? And no cheating with abilities, just look at them, and tell!"

She waited for an answer and as the seconds ticked by, the girls stared at the cutlery in her hands in silence. Even the third brown one was glaring from here she stood.

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So Shokuhou patience eventually ran out. She forced a playful laugh, but suddenly threw the spoons at their faces with an angry expression. No they clang off the foreheads of slim body girls. Her laughter was replaced by her irritated barking. No, she shout at them. "Don't screw whit me you brainless muscleheads!! Unbelievable, really unbelievable. You took everything, the entire deck. You had it in your hands. So how could you lose the only one that actually counts?! How could you lose the S-card? A Grail of all flat boards? The urban legend itself? The 'Bust Upper'?! After all, you couldn't have that card stolen from under your nose, or would it fly away on its own? No, that's impossible! You should leave joking to someone who is actually good at it."

Both girls had very darkened expressions.

But it was the third brunette who provided the clue. "As for the flying silver card from the day of the aforementioned incident..." Inoue spoke, drawing the trio's attention. "Misaka had to report, that an unspecified crow was seen carrying something in its beak that could be reported as a card from the deck in question." She watched carefully as her brown-haired colleagues exchanged horrified expressions as they realized that this unrealistic scenario was suddenly not so unrealistic. Especially when they mentioned something about sitting outside by the pool on sunbeds. "Out of curiosity, a certain Misaka went to investigate the area where the bird had flown in, but she did not find the card in question there. The only other person she saw there was a certain nun in white robes who came down from the big tree, after climbing it to reclaim her possession over a certain calico kitten, after it ran away to a tree. With this information, Misaka becomes part of the team investigating the mysterious Bust Upper. Network already marked the information with a significant importance. In that meaning: Misaka saying, that when the big sister resolve this mystery hunt; it would be appropriate for older-sister to remember the younger sister as the contributor with her part to the investigation. Then, sharing details about this secret with Imoto shall be a must do for best big sister, Misaka saying."

Her older sister sighed. "Of course this is your main reason."

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On the other hand, the long-haired honey blonde remained wide-eyed in amazement. "This is priceless." She said in shock. "Who would have thought that Mother Nature herself was in favor of you staying flat? Just how strong are your flat-chest ability?"

But that forced a certain brown tsundere to release an electric discharge from her own temple. "What did you say? That you don't feel sorry for not fitting in with our contours? Then, I'm going to make some adjustments to your appearance, you fatty one! I apologize in advance if you end up in a coma for a while, after this medical procedure!!"

Second brown-head need the urge to spoke up too. "Super wait!! Even though we are in the right, and I would super like to join that justifiable surgery intention, something still doesn't fit well here. The main question should be something that we not noticing like if we missing it in this conversation. Stop and think about this one: How come, that she super knows so much about it? How come, she knows anything about it at all? Doesn't it seem super suspicious as if she was there, as if she just took the card?"

Of course the third one join the task. "Shokuhou dono, if you have the aforementioned Bust Upper in your possession, then Misaka recommends, that is on a place to share the knowledge. Misaka says, with a determined expression on her face, portraying her battle readiness to motivate the information dealer to be generous."

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The A-cups girls looked like a starving wolf pack about to pounce on a juicy cow, richly endowed with fat in the (right) places.

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Of course, the curvy girl was well aware of the mess she was in and she preferred to try to get out of it verbally. "Our dear little sister, you should know that your expression doesn't give that much away. Besides..." She got into the (as if nothing happened here) pose, putting on a carefree expression. "Anyway, do I look like someone who need something like Bust Upper? First of all, Indian poker cards only appeared after my natural growth sprout hit me hard during a summer break and I stopped being a tiny flat board doll..." She stunned in her bragging, when she realized that she shouldn't have said all the (unimportant) details.

Mikoto immediately harshly grabbed one of the seductive balloons on Shokuhou's chest, which immediately resisted back whit pressure as she tried to dig her palm and fingers into it. The owner of the accessory get startled by the sudden and especially aggressive outburst. But the attacker scowled in displeasure, clucking his tongue. "Tcs!! It has a pulse and electrical pulses. Damn it! And I was hoping, it was just an illusion, created with the help of her Mental Out ability that would come off like a mirage when I overload it with zap."

Saiai grabbed the other boob in a flash, with a similar reaction. "Aghr!! The beating of her heart is going all the way to my hand. And I super expected, to detect artificial object like a silicone implant or some other fake trick, that I could tear off or set to blow with nitrogen reaction. This way it pisses me off even more."

Inoue was peering from behind them, and this time it was clear from her face how displeased she was that certain balloons were supposed to be genuine and undeserved.

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Shokuhou, who already had her heart in her throat, panicked. "W- wait!! Don't tear anything! They're real! Natural and normal! So please calm down! I-- I seriously, a- apologize for my b- behavior. I'll even help you to find your holy grail if you're interested. Just let me go! And d- don't act like you expect those breasts to just fall off me, like if they were some fruits or inflated air balloons hidden under a shirt!"

Yet the brown trio dint back up. "For some reason, I think that dragging you along for this purpose can turn to an overall disadvantage very quickly."

"Same here. I'm super confident, that help from her would bite us back supper hard at some point."

"No worries, Misaka calms down the situation. Because a certain Misaka will make sure that Misaki sama will fulfill what she promised not only to her big sister. And that promise should make the breasts big enough to not fit in the hands of the owner." With this, she gained the attention of all three arguing girls, who gave her inquiring looks as to whether she would develop the idea further. Instead, she turned to the counter and the waiter, prompting the remaining two wolves to drop their prey. The gazelle immediately took a step back, putting her hands on her blossomed chest in a defensive gesture to prevent another attack on (her herd). She still managed to shout with a very sullen expression that a certain person should be left out of this adventure of theirs, but no one paid attention to her. Inoue was already on the next page of the story; from the clerk she took what looked like a tray combined with a picnic basket in her arms from the counter, which was generously filled with drinks, cocktails and snacks of various kinds. Without saying another word or a glance to the standing trio behind her, she walked away from the stand with a firm step.

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The girls stared at her until an attendant with a businesslike expression set in stone spoke up to them, grabbing their attention by presenting them with what looked like a digital bill displayed on the screen of a PAD. For a second, two-- the trio stared at the waiter, not realizing that he wanted payment from them.

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Mikoto then angrily stomped her feet while exclaiming her 'Hey!!' after her sister, who, during that moment of Railgun's inattention, managed to pick up her pace and move far away from them, carrying her loot. Blushed tsundere, realizing that she had gotten so badly tricked, gritted her teeth and put a hand to her face. [Face-Palm]

"A supper party finisher, when I think I had almost nothing with me."

"Girls." The blonde force herself to their attention. "I don't want to disturb your depression, but shouldn't this resort be completely free for us? All inclusive? By that I mean all-you-can-eat?" Brown-heads gave her thoughtful looks, and then the whole trio pierced the waiter with serious looks.

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The obviously stressed-out clerk, who could no longer maintain his business face, finally realized what was going on. This person apologized and briefly explained to them that it would be enough if she put her attached bracelet to the PAD, which they all have on their hands. Everything is really free for them and the company just keep a record of testing subject's, on who does what, so that the resort can prepare for future celebrity fads. Although this employee was probably already thinking about whether this park would even live to see the implementation of its research data.

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After Mikoto scolded him for not saying that first, she beeped the bill and then took off after her Imoto in an attempt to catch up. She left behind Kinuhata Saiai and Shokuhou Misaki, who exchanged brief glances. Of course, the long-haired girl generously offered to exceptionally wait aside until short hair fulfill her order. Slim girl still had an expression that said she wanted to torment the blonde, but since her target was on watch, carefully keeping a safe distance, still protecting her chest; Saiai decided to punish her by placing the same absurdly large order that Inoue got away with.

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As a proper holiday destination, even this Caribbean island, (some of the guests called it that), had a place where all visitors could meet and, so to speak, sit with a common program for all current visitors. Like night fire dance during late feast.

Fleeing, Inoue headed towards one group of seated girls around certain table. Of course Mikoto appeared behind her just as she placed the basket and trail on the table. "Hey!!" Railgun grabbed her clone shoulder to get her attention. "Explain to me immediately, what means that joke of yours from a moment ago!"

"Misaka confirms the success of the mission to lure the older sister to this table. Misaka declares proudly, wiping a sweat from her forehead, as she hurriedly returns her attention to the drinks pickup, to avoid loosing the one she is interested in."

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Railgun looked around only briefly/lightly, with half an eye at the group formed by (her sisters), until she sigh. She dint even bother to count how many of them were there. Without hesitation, she reached for a random choice from the dwindling menu of drinks and nonchalantly settled into an empty chair. "So,-- what's so important that you had to rope me in like this to join you?" With her legs crossed and her arm across the back seat, looking off into space or the sky, she sipped on whatever she chose.

"Misaka decided to express some concerns and she advocates the need to go over certain questions that the elder sister will most likely try to avoid or be indifferent to. But first, Misaka would like to inform the big sister about a certain person who is trying too hard to act as one of the 'sisters', but a certain pair of differences is too much of a distracting element."

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The older brunette immediately imagine her red-haired roommate, who very enthusiastically calls her Onee-sama even after Inoue joined them. The thought of how she usually getting greets by Shirai while having a glass with drink in his mouth made her almost cough. "Eh-- Kuroko?… She?… She is fine. Well, at least until she breaks free from her chains, freaking out or going nuts. After that, she's unbearable." She tried to describe Shirai so as not to cause any misunderstanding.

"Misaka is unhappy with her big sister's blunt statement. Not only does she fail to follow through on the intent of this convention, but she mainly compares her own ability to defend against Shirai Kuroko's attacks with us. As if it was a self-evident ability from the basic package of (MMORPG skills), that all Misakas should have. The older sister doesn't have to worry about the aforementioned person because she herself is strong enough. But she has forgotten that this is not the case with most sisters."

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But big sister refused to be on shorter side of the argument. "Wha- what's your problem?! Instead of messing around with gamer's punch lines, tell me where you keeping that horrified expression you're talking about!"

"Onee-sama doesn't have to worry about her life, because she wins her fights with the aforementioned assassin every time."

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"An assassin?" Mikoto's eyes widened at Inoue, not believing what she had just heard. "Are you seriously speaking about Kuroko?" (("Sure, from a certain angle it could look that way, but that her depraved escapades could be considered an attack on my life is a bit much.")) Her face became slightly dewy, because explaining this misunderstanding to them might be beyond her strength. "Eh?… Are you referring to her abilities and membership in Judgment? Mischiefing out is one thing, but It's not like Kuroko would ever consider killing or maiming anyone. She's too proud of that." (("However, the thing that would die in the event of her successful pervert attack on me, would be my dignity. If that's the question here.")) She frowned inwardly in irritation, refusing to even consider that the redheaded pervert would ever succeed. "Look, the thing is, she's a pervert through and through, who will try to pounce and cuddle with anything that has a connection to me." She rolled her eyes to the sky when she realized how it must sound to them. "Don't drop you guard around her! Just give her a zap, an electric shock every time she can't fit into her own skin. It would be a problem if you will get a little harsh in that matter." She stopped for a moment. "Come to think of it, Kuroko has developed a decent stamina against my punishments. Yet I cant go too far." She took a sip of her drink.

"Big Sister has strong words, when she is not worried about retaliation from 'Antiskill' or 'Judgement', which usually comes after one of their members has been attacked. She doesn't even worry about the fact that a spy was planted behind her back. What's more, directly in her room. Misaka is setting the facts straight."

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"There are so many logical errors in your interpretation, that it amazes me. What the heck you intending to do, when you fear retaliation from Anti-skill?" She gave her sister a scolding look. "First of all; Kuroko is not a spy, but a pervert." For a half moment she paused as if she figured out what her sister meant by that, yet she push it aside. "Second; Judgement has little to do with her taking the opportunity to arbitrarily placed herself into my room. She legally snitched on my former roommate and started calling me Onee-sama. I can imagine that the former girl was grateful for the move. After all, Kuroko bears the burden of being in the room with me incomparably better that my others roommates do. After all, its her far-fetched principles and ideas that are the main cause of misunderstanding. As third; it's quite normal to punish someone who can't fit into their own skin. So don't try to tell me you wouldn't do anything if someone is too pushy or daring!" An irritated electric shock/zap escaped her temple. "Just whip up anyone who asking for it!"

Onto this topic an another, phlegmatic voice (other than the sisters), joined the conversation from among the girls sitting at the table: "Not possible!"

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A second or two passed before the eyebrows on Railgun's face twitched in annoyance. "So, now you're seriously making fun of me! Or do you mean I'm seriously asking for a mental shock?!" She growled.

Inoue only looked away for a moment, at the person who had joined their conversation before returning her gaze to her original.

However, the third person, whom the original still didn't look at, went into teaching nearly in cynical intention. "From my point of view, a kick wouldn't hurt. It's still a mystery to me, why so many things escaped to noticed by you. Especially when they're right under your nose, so to speak. One would dare to call it a comedic design. Heh, heh..."

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Only now did Mikoto leave her relaxing sitting position and sit relatively politely as lady should. She placed her glass on the table in front of her and looked at her sisters with a serious expression. "If you have a problem with me, I'm right here! If you want to tell me something, go ahead! But don't expect me to like anything!" Glaring, she scanned her faithful images from left to right and back to the point where something started to look really suspicious to her. Her gaze stopped wandering around when she notice, that between the girls, one certain face had same EMO expression as the other sisters. However, this face did not belong to any of her sisters, but to a genetically different person. Railgun's eyes widened. "Huh??"

That genius researcher girl spoke up in a nearly cynical voice tone. "What (Huh?)? Just from your attitude I can tell for sure, that you thinking: (I have no idea what to do. So let's ye-pee go on an adventure, to find out what's up.) Do you really expect from people to just agree to your terms? That the answers will jump towards your lap on their own? That excessive happiness that surrounds you must have a scientific explanation."

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Only now did it begin to dawn on Mikoto that this particular person was not one of her sisters, but Nunotaba Shinobu herself. Despite her black hair, different face and different voice, her EMO expression and pronunciation was enough to fit there perfectly. Railgun was on her feet at that moment and admonished the black-haired girl with a sharp bang on the table. "Shinobu!!-- How come you're so carelessly hiding here among them!?"

"I'm not hiding anywhere, and it's only your fault that you allowed yourself to be lulled into assuming, believing that only your blood is sitting at this table, without checking anything. Besides, you mentioned a shock, so you deserve one, for constantly drooping your guard when there is nothing to hunt. So, do yourself a solid, and better direct your attention this way!" She pointed to the opposite side of the table.

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Railgun gave the researcher a very skeptical look before very reluctantly looking in that direction towards a certain Misaka. This one looked much older that all of the other girls. In addition to her exuberant bust/ bosom boobs, she also differed from the sisters whit a warm expression, a loving smile, and a motherly aura that radiating from her body. There was no doubt that this Misaka's name was Misuzu. She looked so young for her age, that if a casual passerby were to compare the two, they would easily mistake her for Mikoto's older sister. Widening her eyes, #3 got really sweaty when she saw Misuzu, face to face. (("What is mom doing here!!????"))

Big Misaka stays silent with a smile on her face and gave the impression that she really enjoyed sitting at the same table with the younger girls. She somehow don't seem to be concerned, that her supposed daughter was here x times, or that there were x people who looked like the exact mirror image of her daughter. It was probably due to her strong carefree friendly nature. Having enjoyed the sight of her little daughter to her heart's content, she decided not to torture her any further. At the moment she was in a warm, playful, almost too childish fashion for her age, as if she never had any worries. "Yoho~o, Mikoto-cha~an!!" She exclaimed playfully, waving vigorously in greeting gesture as if they were tens of meters away from each other. "Here, Misuzu-cha~an! I'd like to tell you, that this weekend is full of adrenaline, and I'm having a lot of fun. Of course, there were some personal encounters that froze me with a fear. Some experiences were straight dubious and some questions arises on the way, that yet needs to be answered. But, those can wait, until big sister has done enough of running around, to grain the courage to open her hearth. Yet, the way she takes care of her little sisters is telling me enough, for me to say, that I'm proud to sitting at the same table with the good girls." She make an approval gesture toward her daughter until she change the topic. "However, at the same time, it seems to me that Mikoto-chan has been stressing out a bit too much lately. How are you? Are you eating properly? You know that you can relied on me in any time. My arms are always open to you, no matter what happens. So Onee-sama, take life easy. That's what Misaka would like to say with an adorable wink." Following the example of the sisters, she ended her statement by performing the described event and winked.

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But that was a scratching fire-match to ignite the tsundere. Triggered, she shout: "She got assimilated!!! They really done it, and assimilated someone into they collective!!!" She let out a cry of stress, causing the largest of the brunettes to giggle. The other girls at the table just watched this scene in silence. "She's not even an esper and she joined that gig. From all people, it was her who jump for it." Mikoto sighed in defeat as she sat back down in her chair. Putting her elbows on the table, as she bend slightly forward, she buried her face in her hands. "I know, I should explain at last something, even if it just a lite. I know, it's been fashionable lately to pass the (hot potato) around because no one wants to burn their hands unwrapping it while it's still too hot, when it must be shared whit somebody who dint have patience to wait a little more. I just cant right now to be the one, for this one. To much is going on, and I don't have nerves for this at the moment. Something that should have been promised didn't go well as it should. In simple terms, they are, and that's it for now."

It was faint, but Misuzu smiled proudly. "Fine. I'll wait for you to bring me the fries." She giggled. "I'm sure you have a lot of questions to hunt down. One of them is probably: (How I got on your show?)" She took a sip of her cocktail before diving to tell her story. "Since I was late, I hurried to at least catch the second part of Tokiwadai program. As I was rushing, the world around me suddenly turned upside down and I don't even really know what actually happened." She pause for second to make (that was strong experience) expression. "Wow, that Shizuri san is seriously scary when she's angry. She rushed up to me, disregarding the damage to the public space, and grabbed me by the collar, pulling me to her. I would have thought it was over for me, if your Herald hadn't appeared out of nowhere like an angel of salvation. She explained to enraged Shizuri that she was scolding the wrong person. Like a back alley thug from novels, Shizuri make clear, that she dint like that fact, that I am not a Mikoto chan. Yet, that Herald of yours, spoke in such a noble spirit, that if she had a dog's tail she would wag it around like a propeller. It's a good thing that the jumping doggy was also organizer of the event, otherwise the burning lady would take her anger out on her very quickly. So to speak, they dragged me into your show as an extra. Yet Shizuri was so pro model, moving so fast, so straight forward; that she dint even consider, to what she dragged the two of us." Misuzu laughed awkwardly. "It was such an intense experience that I didn't realize when I started praying that I could see my daughter at least for the last time. And behold,-- what didn't happen? It came true many times over. But at first, I thought I was seeing double. Next, three times and then I told myself that it doesn't matter." She laughed from the hearth.

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"That's not funny." Mikoto shook her head in disappointment and only now lifted her head from her hands to look again at her mother, who was trying to encourage her daughter with a gentle smile. After a soft sigh, Railgun rose from her chair. "The main thing is, that no one is hurt. I'm going for a walk. Alone. So for now you all stay here." After these words, she walked off in a random direction, leaving the group behind.

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Mikoto decided to take a walk on the sandy beach. She didn't cared about the rising sun overhead, when through the regular artificial tides on lake, her ankles were regularly under water.

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She looked over the surface of the lake, which was large enough to surround the island land with its visitors. On the other side, the bank formed a continuous strip of rocky cliff rising to a height. Quite clearly, a walking paths could be clearly observed, which stretched at a respectable height levels along the entire stone wall. Here and there in the massif, there were many paths that could be used to get from the sidewalk to the terraces or directly to the small beaches at water level. Rare cave openings connected that side with the underground part of the complex. No matter how natural it looked, it was clear that the whole formation was just covering for the outer wall of the Aqua Park. The designers and creators of the water park area probably intended the theme of a tropical island in the middle of a lake that arise when the inside of the crater of an extinct volcano get flooded.

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As she walk, she noticed a group in swimsuits standing on one of the terraces, who jumped into the water carrying their surfboards. Moments after they jumped down, and sat on the surfboards, the relatively calm surface of lake turned unrecognizable. First, a row of bright lights lit up under the water surface, marking a straight line from the cliff to the island. Immediately after the sound signal, which was the call of the whale, the lights went out and soon the brunette on the beach had a view of a decent surfing wave, which was also rushing towards her with surfers on it.

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She stopped walking, watching the wave, wondering if she could try it too. She was so passionate about the phenomenon that she realized only too late that the ripple of incoming wave is not as small as one might think. Normally, such a wave is kept alive by ocean currents and winds before it breaks and dies. For that fact, an artificial waves in swimming pools tend to lose their intensity very quickly. The opposite happens when an extreme is involved in the equation and the wave is so powerful that when they reach the beach, first thing that happens is a low-tide/outflow. The wave, as it climbs onto land, gains in strength and even more height. Arriving on shore, the wave, the ripple, will completely overturns everything in its path, and spit onto the shore every trash, debris or castaways it was carrying with it. That way, the bank will return to its original form, as it looked before the arrival of people. But this park is located in 'Gakuen-Toshi', in Academic City, which is technologically twenty years ahead of the rest of the world. This perfect wave didn't changed all the way toward the girl on a shore. Some of the surfers dint make it, lose control over they surf, and fall into water. Only two female surfers were standing, riding that ripple.

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So then, a tsunami hit the beach.

Mikoto had a blank expression on her face. Normally, she would take this opponent as a challenge, either as a swimmer or as a Railgun, the strongest electro-master in city. However, at the moment she was not in the mood for anything, and it didn't seem appropriate for her to launch her famous attack that gave her nickname, on anapproaching wave carrying surfers.

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To her surprise, just before the beach, the wave that shall rise in height, rapidly lost its intensity, suddenly broke and collapsed. So by the time the wall of water reached the brunette, its height was barely of the girl waist, and that was mostly foamy water, so to speak. It didn't even knock the brunette down and just splashed her face a little.

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Refreshed by the unexpected bath, she was already going to address the duo of swimmers who arrived on the beach together with the wave. However, her smile soured when she only now began to pay attention to the persons in question. Because the first person she faced, turned out to be directly a Mugino Shizuri. Like #3, number-Four relatively satisfied expression soured the moment she turned to the person who had addressed her.

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An awkward moment of awkward silence and tension followed, which could have erupted into a scene from an apocalyptic war environment, if the two fighters, neither of whom wanted to back down, had not been interrupted by another person who had arrived there by land.

Kinuhata Saiai was not there for Misaka Mikoto, but for Mugino Shizuri. Ignoring the first she puff out her cheeks in (How could you!) offended expression that make the tea-brown long haired young woman, to immediately ignore #3. "Hey Mugino! I super don't like, how you decided to go surfing without me."

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But, tea-brown surfer was not bothered by that complain. "What do you want from me?! It's your fault, that it took you so long to miss the deadline. You better pick up the pace, we'll meeting the others." With a surfboard under her arm, Mugino headed towards the interior of the island.

But the teammate girl was not done, actually tailing the #4. "Just so you know, it didn't take me that long. Someone else was super impatient. Even if you don't care, in my defense, I had to deal with a few bulky obstacles that were pushing into the view, shamelessly. Oh!-- Wait! If you're aiming for the plaza, then I have to inform you that we super moved to another place, because of something super disturbing, which caused Takitsubo's mind to supper stop working. It was annoying!"

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"It will hardly be more disturbing than what is on this beach."

"About that… Super don't get too close to the plaza and we'll be able to super enjoy this day while we still can."

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Mikoto combined the individual clues with reference to herself and with the fact that the gathering place where she sat with the setters can be called a plaza [square] in this area. She directed her gaze at another surfer, who silently observed their conversation a few meters away.

As suddenly as the black-haired woman with long hair tied in a ponytail, who in addition to surfing plank in one hand was holding in other a two-meter sheathed katana sword, realized that their gazes had crossed, she jerked away in panic. Without a hesitation, she ran back to the water. With a message (That she needs this vacation!), she made at least a 30-meter long jump into the water, after which she swam a few more meters before getting out on the surfboard. She swung her katana back like an oar, which gave her the speed and thrust of a jet ski. So she could actually surf even without waves.

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As before, the brunette was left with a blank expression. She explored the relatively calm lake surface for now, with only a gentle ripple hinting a flow in lake. She spotted another pair of surfers in the middle of the lake who apparently forgot/got off at start of the surf wave or fell out while riding. She was about to step forward and continue her walk when she felt a familiar presence. She turned to face the incoming Inoue. "What's going on?"

This clone was like the rest staring at original. "Onee-sama said that she wanted to be alone, but latest observation has shown how much she is insincere with herself and how much she longs for a company. Especially if there is a certain person with an exceptional right-hand in question. Misaka declares her intention to stick to yesterday's statement, that as she hopes, older sister forgot about it."

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Mikoto blushed, remembering at a talk whit a certain dubious priest about a dubious marriage with a certain idiot. "S- shut up! Okay!?"

"So as you saying. Onee-sama, does want to continue to claim that she's not looking for him? In that case, Misaka will take a different approach than her older sister. When she finally meets him, she'll start with, (Misaka's been looking for you all along.), with the lustful expression on her face, showing it even now. Misaka points out the results of her training." Yet the expression she currently had was still the same EMO.

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The older brunette sighed. "That face of yours is the same as before." Rather to bothering herself with this chick-chat subject, she start to walk away to clear her head.

Inoue watched her sister to take a few steps away, before she began walking behind her. Catching up with original after a while.

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Time passed by as they kept walking in the same direction along the slightly curving beach. Suddenly, however, Mikoto noticed a certain land mark that she had seen before. ("Again?-- Or are there more of them?")

"What is the older sister talking about? Misaka interjects, who suspects that Onee-sama intends to continue walking until she reaches a certain point that would force her to turn around or change direction. Such as a wall, or the end of the beach."

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"And what's so bad about that?"

"Only the fact that, according to certain words, we are on a circular island, which is located in the middle of a lake that fills the crater of a volcano. So we walk in a circle and through the lake surface we can see the inner wall of that crater. Onee-sama did not stop at all to think about how much she had walked in the underground bowels of the complex? Not even about the fact, that she had to climb the stairs or use the elevator to get to the surface of this island? So she ignored the fact that most of the facilities, both social and other, are below the ground we stand and what she sees up here around is actually a huge roof pool. Then, unless the person is in our sight and is in this object, he must be somewhere inside this supposed building. So the main question is: How is it possible that Onee-sama is showing such disproportionate reactions while groping so much in the dark? Misaka sighs because her idea of the beach experience was a little different."

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"I rather not to ask from where those ideas comes. Yet, to clarify something, my reaction is quite normal to abnormalities. I did not receive any leaflet, program, explanation, tour or recommendation for this Aqua park. Nothing at all."

"Onee-sama didn't get either of those? Like if she expect that someone else will handle it for her? Misaka wonders at the comical situation that the older sister was overlooked. Like when everybody expect that it was already done."

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"Shut up!" She stomped on the sand offended, after which she walked away with folded hands. ("So where's the idiot?") The older brown-haired girl whispered in a low voice while rolling her eyes at the mountain.

"Why is the older sister looking at the sky during that comment? Is she expecting to see that person in question, to mysteriously hanging on something there? Or against all odds, the person will fly through the sky? Or, according to a comment from a mischievous Misaka, more precisely, that someone will force him to take that fly? It would help if the person's clothing was something that Misaka would notice immediately and not be surprised by the questions: (How?) and (Why?). Misaka thinks aloud using her voice, so that the speech between her and Onee-sama doesn't stop."

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"You have no idea what one can see if they turn their eyes to the sky. Heh, heh." After laughing awkwardly, she sighed.

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As such, they headed into the interior of the island, to a building that looked like a stranded Renaissance sailboat/ frigate on top of a hill surrounded by jungle. This wooden house hid the passage to the underground, which was clearly lighted and marked.

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At the doorway they met a big-mouthed nun with platinum silver hairs. The one in a white one-piece swimsuit and with hungry saliva at her mouth, was hopping/bouncing too enthusiastically while happily chanting a mysterious mantra. "Barbecue,-- barbecue,-- crabs,-- fish,-- shrimp,-- everything yummy..." She was hopping until their eyes met. "Oh, short hair and Inoue, if you're going to breakfast they've already finished. I finished it to be exact. But there's going to be a barbecue and a surprise, up here soon." A naughty droll from corner of her mouth and a sparkling look revealed, that in her case the surprise must be another meal.

Of course, the older brunette's eyebrows shot up. "Hey! 'Short hair' is not my name."

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Nun tiled her head cutely. "Isn't it?"

"Great..." Mikoto sighed already tired. "Forget it, tell me where I can find that idiot!"

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Index scowled at her. "If you're asking about Touma's current whereabouts for some trivial reason, I can't help you with that. But, I can tell you that he and a few others got beaten up by something called a surfing simulator. After that, they took something to eat and left up."

"Ah, so you're not going to tell me how you got into this weekend mess?" Her voice got a serious for a moment. "Or more specifically whats actually going around?"

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The nun gave her a deep, straight look. "Don't tell me, that you've finally decided to resolve the current situation. Like, I could fill you in on all the details I've gathered about this mission, but you still wouldn't understand the terms I'd use. Just like Touma. Who I had to at first to explain everything because he didn't believe me in the slightest and I went through something that I have bad memories of." Her expression darkened for a moment before she shuddered and grew serious. "How about you sit somewhere instead and just wait for what's going to happen? There's no need to rush to the train station to be there hours before the train even arrives. But one couldn't be too restless like a certain person here. Always chasing after something." Nun sighed, making (it can be helped) gesture. "On the other hand, I can deny you request by telling you to stop when you know at least something. That way you won't understand anything from my explanation, so keep calm for now." The big maw nun, first sniffed the wind to pick up a trail of tasty food, after which she hopped off, chanting once again her mantra about food.

Mikoto gave her a silent look. (("The heck I shall make out of this? What is this complicated mess, that going on in this town? I almost starting to think, it was something that got swept under the rug. Because is so embarrassing, that they threw this party only so they wouldn't have to tell anyone. And I I'm here as the main mascot of the day. Uiharu, Saten and even Kuroko. In short, I accepted the unspoken conditions for the sisters, but this tactic of the golden cage has one a weakness that's right inside and almost always in the middle of something that going on. It's enough for me to get to it and not let go.")) She shook her head and with a determined look headed inside of the complex, followed by her Imoto.

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[Notes]:

-Urban legends: [Toshi Densetsu] are a form of modern folklore consisting of stories that may or may not have been believed by their tellers to be true. As with all folklore and mythology, the designation suggests nothing about the story's veracity, but merely that it is in circulation, exhibits variation over time, and carries some significance that motivates the community in preserving and propagating it. [Wiki]

-Indian Poker: is a type of card which allows one to view the dreams of another. Originally devised by Kuriba Ryouko based on work carried out at Clone Dolly Ideal, they have been created and spread around Academy City. Those handmade cards, followed by community guides lines are art of craft on its own as none is practically the same. Jet they are for one use, if you don't posses the (skill) to rewind it. (Vector control is such a cheating ability in this matter.)

--Indian poker, or blind man's bluff, is a poker game where the players see the cards of the other players except their own. Each player is dealt one card which is displayed to the other players, traditionally stuck to the forehead like an Indian feather, followed by betting as to whether they have the highest card based on the other player's cards and their bets.

-If you are interested, AC has a mountain district, so to speak, in which there is a forest, lakes, and a hill or rather a mountain. It has a low population and there are observatories for the night sky. Sometimes schools and such organizing trips and events to the nature area here. Yet the tire tracks on local dirt roads, bear clues to unauthorized moto-races. Some lakes are actually cooling reservoirs for the thermal power plants in their center.

-If it come to it, Shokuhou (Macro-Micro moisture control) had the ability to change a climate on this episode island, from tropical to arctic. But that will require from her to go totally wild, turning off all the safety measures, she impose on herself to keep control. That will lead to potentially harming bystanders around, and she dint want to use her esper powers for that.

--Like imagine a (immortal?) super villain/villainess mocking hero team while standing on a surface of lake reservoir. Companions shouting on Shokuhou to do it, to take down that monster because it is in middle of lake. Misaki with a battle cry and nosebleed from overclocking her brain, as she pushing herself beyond her limits. Dropping her gloves to have naked hands, she make a hands Chūnibyō gesture (I forcibly pulling/rising you from the dark deeps into the surface light!)

In that instant, all the water in lake froze instantly. But all of that water, turning into ice, will cause that villain to be swallowed by ice mountain that replaced lake from which it rise. A cold wave weather anomaly, is sucking all the surrounding hotter air around toward the ice mountain and pushing it up making a steady wind blow. An icing crawling from the lake as the ground around, grass, rocks freezing to white. Surrounding temperature dropping really fast.

The heroes will make relief sigh with they own breath turning into steam. While Shokuhou nearly passing out as she breathing so heavily that she making a killed voice noises. She like (I going to die!). She is really shamed to use and obvious killing move against her believes not to hurt others.

But, yet an evil laugh will reach they ears. The villain shall be frozen to glass rock, but it was not defeated. A tension echoed through the ice glacier putting it onto pressure, followed by forming cracking on ice. Then, that ice mountain start to fall apart. The unharmed villain reaper atop the pile of ice shards, with a wicked smile on face, actually amused with they futile attempt.

--Yet that idea having a major flaw. Because of the grown-sprout during summer break, Misaki body is actually weak in muscle strength.