What Lies Ahead, What Should Be Chosen. Dream. (Part 4)

Accelerator and Misaka Worst put items in the shopping cart according to the marked items on the advertisement flyer.

"Furikake, nori tsukudani, whitebait, mentaiko, and umeboshi…"

"Misaka may not be the best person to say this because she's only ever had synthetic foods, but isn't this too many things to put on rice?"

"She's just trying to cut corners. This is definitely better than nothing but frozen foods."

"Misaka would call even frozen foods a luxury."

After that, Misaka Worst's frivolous speech came to a stop.

Accelerator had stopped moving with an item not marked on the flyer in his hand. The cap on the top of a bottle of furikake had a bonus doll of what must have been the mascot.

If that had been Accelerator's tastes, bursting out laughing would have been the only appropriate response, but the god of laughter wasn't smiling on Misaka Worst that much.

However, that didn't stop her from getting a sneer on her face.

"A little chick mascot sure is clichéd… Sir, is that a present for Last Order?"

"That brat's tastes are really damn straight-forward," spat out Accelerator as he lightly shook the furikake bottle. "…As part of the Misaka Network, you're under the influence of its one large will, right? So your tastes must be pretty much the same, right?"

"Y'know, Misaka may receive some interference from the Network, but it's specialized so it's only the evil intentions and dark portions of the network. Misaka would rather you did not treat her like that naïve little girl."

"…"

"Misaka's settings are more to trample that underfoot in order to more effectively damage you. Misaka would think you had painfully figured that out on the snow plains of Russia. Misaka simply has no interest in such a worthless masco—"

Accelerator silently swung the furikake bottle to the side and Misaka Worst's gaze followed it.

He swung it back the other way and the ao dai-wearing girl's gaze moved back in that direction.

"You haven't taken your eyes off this chick mascot this entire time."

"Kh!!" Misaka Worst seemed oddly dismayed. "…M-Misaka can't believe you would want to look at her the same as Last Order in order to play with the imbalance between body and mind…"

"According to the numbering, you're actually the little sister."