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	“We might not arrive today. We should consider setting up camp just in case.”		“We might not arrive today. We should consider setting up camp just in case.”

	“Eh? You mean camp out for he night? That sounds like fun!!”		“Eh? You mean camp out for the night? That sounds like fun!!”

	“Not on your life! I am never lying down to sleep on the bug-infested ground! Surely this fantasy world has inns. I can’t sleep without a sanitary shower and bed!!”		“Not on your life! I am never lying down to sleep on the bug-infested ground! Surely this fantasy world has inns. I can’t sleep without a sanitary shower and bed!!”

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	“Listen, damn youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!” “Listen, damn youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!”		“Listen, damn youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!” “Listen, damn youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!”

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	Mikoto could mass-produce as many valuable fulgurites as she wanted. It was very possible that money would be worth less than a grain of sand in a day’s time.		Mikoto could mass-produce as many valuable fulgurites as she wanted. It was very possible that money would be worth less than a grain of sand in a day’s time.

			===Part 22===

			A full stomach could work wonders.

			When someone’s mental state deteriorated enough, they could reach a point where they couldn’t even eat, but as long as that wasn’t an issue, fulfilling their body’s demands would improve the elves’ mental health. Their digestive organs didn’t seem atrophied, so they had probably actually been given food. Their “job” was slave, so maybe they had been forcibly fed plenty of food, albeit of the lowest quality, to ensure they could continue doing hard lab-





			''All of a sudden.





			Still standing, Mikoto and Shokuhou were moved like a film with frames missing. To them, it felt more like their surroundings had been swapped out than that they had been taken away. It happened so smoothly and naturally, but they couldn’t sort out their memories of it when they thought back on it.

			“???”

			It reminded more of Shirai Kuroko’s teleportation than anything else. If an esper could move people tens of thousands of kilometers without touching them, they might be able to accomplish this.

			The #3 and the #5 widened their eyes.

			They were in a holy ground or a temple with a luxury smartphone aesthetic and a sparkling wine coloration.

			This was the first place they had been taken. Did that mean they weren’t even in Celesaqphere anymore?

			“Hey, wait,” frantically yelled bikini armor Mikoto.

			The vast space was deserted. Where had that small and busty mystery goddess gotten off to!?

			“What do you think you’re doing!? Why’d you bring us here? We still haven’t saved Patissiet and the other elves!!”

			They had saved the elves from being so senselessly execute in that village, but that didn’t solve the whole problem. If the great power that was Mikoto and Shokuhou was removed from the equation, what would happen to those elves? Patissiet would be recaptured by the humans and end up right back where she started!!

			“You took it too far.”

			They heard a voice.

			A familiar one.

			The pure white dancer was right there in front of them. Even though there was nowhere to hide in this wide-open space. They weren’t sure how they hadn’t noticed her before. Could it really be explained with teleportation? Or did the goddess not have a physical form until she wanted one?

			(She can’t be like that aggregation of AIM Diffusion Fields I saw before, can she?)

			(She’s a Reincarnation Goddess…but how is that defined exactly? For example, what makes a goddess different from an angel and how do they compare against each other in strength ability?)

			Their many questions and doubts were casually thrown out.

			The little god was definitely here now and she spoke with a smile.

			“You were about ready to break all the rules of Celesaqphere and reign supreme there. So. As an emergency measure, I’ll be taking you two to another world.”

			“Reincarnation Goddess Salinagaritina, you told us you can take us from Earth to another world, but not the other way around,” said Shokuhou.

			“Right. Which is why I can only transport your souls from that old world to a new world. That doesn’t violate the territory of another goddess and it doesn’t break my own rules as a Reincarnation Goddess.”

			Did a goddess this powerful really have rules she had to follow?

			Was there someone who would punish her if she broke them?

			Salinagaritina must have hoped Mikoto and Shokuhou would travel across the world she sent them to and complete its map, invent a specific item, or whatever else, but since it didn’t look like they were going to do whatever it was, she had decided to put an end to it.

			Did she think she could get away with anything as long as she didn’t break the rules?

			“Eh heh heh. Now, what world should I send you to next? This one was my mistake, so I’ll search out a world with some conditions that give you a real advantage☆ Maybe a world where humans and dinosaurs coexist, or a world where humans have become electric beings and swim freely through the network. Oh, there’s just so many fantastic options out there!”

			“Wait, we still need to help Patissiet. We can’t just abandon her there. If you’re going to take us from that world, you at least need to promise you’ll protect her!!”

			“Oh, I know. This time, you can fight in a vast space war spanning the solar system☆”

			“Listen, damn youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!” “Listen, damn youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!”

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	''This world really was made for Misaka Mikoto.		''This world really was made for Misaka Mikoto.

			===Part 21===

			For the time being, Mikoto and Shokuhou got rooms at the inn.

			Which meant the only inn in town automatically became their base of operations.

			“Ew, it’s worse than I thought.”

			Bikini armor Mikoto stopped in the doorway after taking a look at the small, wood-floored room.

			To be blunt, she was a little afraid to go in.

			Even from this far, she could see little things hopping around the bed. Bloodsucking things about the size of rice grains, to be specific.

			The inn certainly wasn’t going to be a place for pleasant dreams.

			But maybe that was what you got in a cheap inn for soldiers and adventures. If it was too comfortable, those ruffians would overstay their welcome and bring trouble to the village.

			(So is my first job getting rid of the fleas and airing out the bedding?)

			Being disgusted with the task wouldn’t get it done any faster. Were there any camphor trees growing nearby? If she dry distilled the wood, she could extract an insect repellent from it. She could probably manage that much even in a fantasy world.

			“…Ugh.”

			Dancer Shokuhou emerged from the neighboring room, looking close to death.

			That lover of natural ingredients looked like she was seriously considering if she could survive here without relying on chemical insecticides. She must have gone through a fair amount of confusion and shouting inside the room because her hair was sticking out every which way and her handbag’s chain was tangled weirdly around her neck.

			Mikoto didn’t care about that, so she asked a carefree question.

			“So where’s Patissiet?”

			“In my room. The bed might be the worst thing I’ve ever seen, but there is at least a hot bath. I let Patissiet take the first-”

			A shrill scream cut her off.

			And then a small figure in a towel scrambled out of the room.

			The red-faced, dizzy-looking girl was Patissiet.

			“What, was there a rat or something?”

			“H-hot, water hot, why would bath be hot?”

			She had boiled in seconds.

			It wasn’t just her face – her entire body was a bit red.

			“Shokuhou, are you like those stubborn old men who like their baths to be scalding?”

			“Of course not!! I bet elves normally bathe outside in cold springs, so they aren’t used to 40-degree baths.”

			Whatever the reason, they couldn’t leave a young(?) girl out in the hallway wearing nothing but a towel. They carried her back into Shokuhou’s room. The room was much like Mikoto’s. Which also meant it would take courage to sit on the bed.

			That said, there were also chairs and a sofa.

			“Ahh, well-ventilated spots are so refreshing.”

			The elf must have wanted to cool her body. That much made sense.

			However.

			“Hey, Patissiet, why are you curled up on top of that wardrobe?”

			“Hm? Because scary enemies can’t get you when you’re up high and you can see when dangerous animals are approaching.”

			Did the forest-dwelling elves live up in the trees?

			She would probably love it if they made her a DIY cat tower.

			Mikoto sighed.

			“By the way, what do we do about the mayor? Personally, I want to go and talk things out with him.”

			“Ehh? But I have Mental Out and I’d rather not do that boring quest myself, so can’t I just brainwash some random villager into doing it?”

			“We’re supposed to be fighting ''against'' slavery here, you lazy queen!!”

			Mikoto grabbed Shokuhou’s arm and dragged her out of the room.

			Dancer Shokuhou was still complaining.

			“Level grinding is a thing of the past. I’m more a fan of idle games.”

			“The character in the game is still working busily the entire time, idiot.”

			After the village benefited so much from the elves’ work, they had to make sure the mayor repaid the elves.

			The #5 was very clearly just tired and wanted someone to take her irritation out on, but Mikoto decided she wasn’t interested in defending the mayor who had worked those elves so hard.

			After arriving at the mayor’s house – the largest in the village – Mikoto made her demand.

			“Repay the elves for the work they’ve done for you. And I mean all of it. Right now.”

			“Um!”

			He had to know better than anyone he was in no position to argue.

			The paled mayor’s tongue trembled as he got out a short response.

			“H-have it your way.”

			“That was never in question,” said Shokuhou, but she was actually slightly surprised on the inside.

			She had expected him to make a desperate and ugly attempt to defend the village’s assets.

			“First priority ability is probably the weapons and food.”

			“Hm? You don’t want the money?”

			“No thanks. It’s going to be worthless soon enough. Oh, and if you don’t want your people to starve, I recommend keeping around any gold or jewels you have. It would be a shame if you ended up dying from this. Not because I care about you. I just don’t want to see Patissiet looking sad.”

			The mayor still looked confused, but they were under no obligation to explain it all to him.

			Mikoto could mass-produce as many valuable fulgurites as she wanted. It was very possible that money would be worth less than a grain of sand in a day’s time.

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	''Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom!!!!!!		''Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom!!!!!!

			===Part 17===

			It wasn’t just an issue of burning or shocking.

			As soon as Misaka Mikoto let her emotions explode, the supposedly-sturdy brick guild building was blown to smithereens from the inside.

			Mercy?

			They couldn’t be expected to question what they were raised to accept as normal in this world?

			This went far beyond anything she was willing to accept based on those arguments!!

			(Argh!! They’ll be eliminating all the elves because it’s tax season? Then was Patissiet silently obeying that slaver, knowing she would be killed!? Why does everyone just go along with this!?)

			Most likely, this wasn’t a simple problem that could be solved by attacking some tangible source.

			But rescuing the lives in immediate danger had to come first.

			Mikoto had her objective.

			Maybe the elves were ashamed they had been captured by mere humans. Maybe they were accepting death as a release from the backbreaking labor. But how could she let this happen? Even if the elves were too exhausted to go on living and hadn’t asked for her help, how could she just stand back and watch!?

			“!!”

			She had just used a high-voltage current to knock out all the tough adventurers visiting the guild.

			But they weren’t the village’s only fighting force.

			“Go! Get her! I don’t know who she is or ''what she could possibly have against us'', but she has attacked us!! We need to band together and protect our village!!”

			An old man shouted in a self-important way.

			Could she simply assume he was the human village’s mayor?

			Footsteps surrounded Mikoto while keeping their distance. There were between 50 and 100 people. She had blown up the guild in the center of the village, effectively declaring war. Ordinarily, that would be a suicidal choice because now she would be attacked from all sides and overwhelmed by their superior numbers.

			''But she wasn’t ordinary.

			''The standard assumptions didn’t apply to Academy City’s #3!

			“If you go through this barbaric practice year after year, you don’t get to stand there and tell me I’ve done something wrong, you old bastard!!!”

			Electric snakes slithered out.

			But each one was not directed at an individual. She targeted groups. When they hit, everyone within a 5m radius was blasted skyward like an explosive shell had hit there. After being thrown several meters, the villagers could no longer get back up. Their limbs swung randomly and they convulsed.

			“Ohhhh!!”

			Mikoto flicked an arcade coin up with her thumb and mercilessly launched a Railgun.

			The guild building she had destroyed first appeared to be the sturdiest in the village. That meant she had already demonstrated her ability to break through anything anyone might attempt to use as a shield. She appeared to have already broken most of the adventurers’ spirits. A lot of them froze up, fell onto their rears, or dropped their weapons.

			A single individual had shredded their encirclement.

			The mayor quaked at this unbelievable result.

			But then…

			“S-special assignment!!”

			The guild receptionist crawled out from below a pile of rubble and raised her voice.

			She was facing the inn for visitors, which was still standing.

			“For a limited time only, all bounties for wanted criminals are tripled!! End this commotion immediately. You know what to do, adventurers!!!”

			Out of the corner of her eye, Mikoto saw an ugly grin on the old mayor’s face.

			These adventurers likely had far more combat experience than her. Some of them might even wield the kind of magic Patissiet had used.

			But how could any of that harm Mikoto?

			For that matter…

			“''Capture the mayor who caused this commotion!! Again, the bounty pays triple, but the full sum goes only to whoever brings him in first!!''”

			The mayor froze.

			With her handbag worn diagonally across her dancer’s outfit, Shokuhou winked and mischievously kissed the tip of her TV remote.

			She was the strongest mental esper.

			For Academy City’s #5 Mental Out, this much was a piece of cake.

			While the #3 chose to simply reject the ugly side of human nature, this girl used it and weaponized it to save the elves’ lives. That scheming Queen had pursued human malice long enough to manage that.

			“Hey, wait, what!?”

			The mayor wasn’t given time to say much of anything.

			Blinded by greed, the professional adventurers attacked him as a group.

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	Come to think of it, she found human clothing uncomfortable, didn’t she?		Come to think of it, she found human clothing uncomfortable, didn’t she?

			===Part 11===

			Mikoto awoke to the cawing of a half-naked harpy.

			She immediately detected a bloody scent.

			She found herself wrapped in fur she didn’t recognize. A giant monster lay dead and skinned a short distance away. The 10m beast had a mixture of lion, goat, and snake traits. “That’s a chimera,” said the elf, eyes wide.

			“What happened here?” sleepily wondered Mikoto in her bikini armor.

			Apparently the chimera(?) had crept up to them in the night like nocturnal creatures are wont to do, but Mikoto had felt chilly as she slept, used an iron sand sword to skin the fluffy beast, and wrapped herself in the fur.

			It didn’t matter that she hadn’t been conscious.

			The elf – who was also wrapped in the fur because Mikoto had pulled her in like a body pillow – made a somewhat dazed observation.

			“I-if she had been too sleepy to know where she was aiming, could she have cut off my ear and skinned me instead?”

			She sounded fully awake already, so maybe elves were short sleepers since they lived out in nature. Like a small herbivore that needed to get up at a moment’s notice if anything happened. And Mikoto had mercilessly latched onto Patissiet while turning over in her sleep.

			“Wake up, Shokuhou. It’s time for breakfast. And to be clear, I’m not making anything for you, so you have to find your own food.”

			No response.

			Mikoto thought maybe Shokuhou’s survival instincts were so poor she was still fast asleep, but apparently not.

			She was missing.

			(Where did she get off to?)

			“Kyahhhhhhhhhhh!!”

			But she could be heard in the distance.

			Did even her death screams have to be lewd? And had she not listened at all to the warnings about the dangers of water?

			Shokuhou liked to stay clean and thus liked bathing, so she was again being attacked by the waterside. And this time she had removed her own dancer outfit, leaving herself naked. She and the monster were staring each other down like cats threatening each other, but it looked silly when one of them wasn’t wearing any clothes.

			The monster was a round glob of translucent goop.

			Was fluorescent yellowish-green a sign of something lewd in Celesaqphere? Instead of pink.

			It was a little bigger than a kotatsu.

			…As comical as it looked, it reminded Mikoto of a primitive creature like an amoeba. That would mean anyone caught inside the translucent jelly would have their flesh and bones digested away, which was kind of scary.

			“Why does this only ever happen to me? Are the odds ability in this world weighed against me!?”

			(Hm, what to do? I could save her, but I could also use her as bait and run off.)

			“I don’t need Mental Out to know what you’re thinking, Misaka-san!”

			“Well, if I keep her around as bait for future lewd attacks, Patissiet and I can avoid any number of predicaments, so I guess I’ll save her. To use as a lively sacrifice.”

			“Hey!! You’re in middle school too, so it’s high time you learned how to be cooperative by smiling on the outside while crying on the inside!”

			Really, it was her fault for stripping naked outside when literally no one asked her to. Especially when the sun had already risen.

			Mikoto decided to think of her as chaff or a flare.

			She used an iron sand sword like a whip to slice through the slime slowly approaching Shokuhou.

			It was a colorful glob of slime, but it did appear to have a weak point. There was a small clump with a deeper color on the inside.

			(It is technically a lifeform, so why did I not think twice about killing it?)

			It didn’t concern her at all during the battle, but it suddenly concerned her after she had calmed down.

			Would she react in the same way if she fought an elf?

			That may have been the root cause of why the humans of this world had no qualms about buying and selling slaves.

			“That was not a wild plime. It may have been a new lifeform born from the kraken’s bodily fluids.”

			“Eh? But we cooked and ate that stuff along with the tentacle!”

			“It should have been digested in our stomachs. In fact, that creature was created from the blood stains splattered on the land. The majority of it remained in the lake, which seems to have dissolved away. My guess is we can’t let a sufficient amount of it remain on land where the wind can dry it out.”

			“And of course that tentacle monster found a way to be lewd even in death.”

			The slime appeared to be a part of the food chain now that it was dead. Small fish gathered near the shore in search of food.

			It looked like breakfast wouldn’t be hard to find.