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Mai pondered for a while.

A gentle smile appeared on her lips, a smile she had never seen on her own face in the mirror before.

Because in Ling Qingjun's eyes, I am not a star, but Sakurajima Mai.

She spoke softly, her voice carrying a certainty that she and Hua had never experienced before.

When everyone else only saw Mai Sakurajima as an image, it was the way he looked at me that made me feel like I was just myself.

This sentence was like a key, suddenly unlocking a locked door in Hua Xin's heart.

She felt a strange pang of sadness rise in her throat, and her eyes welled up with tears.

But... myself...

She murmured the same words over and over, her voice barely audible.

There was a time when she longed for such a gaze.

I'm not looking at idols like Toyohama and Hana, nor at Mai Sakurajima's cousin; I'm just looking at... herself.

But even the mother's gaze was filled with expectation and demands, not to mention the fans.

And flowers?

Mai's worried voice pulled her back to reality.

I'm fine.

Hehua quickly wiped her eyes and forced a smile.

I'm just... a little tired, I'm going to take a shower first.

She practically fled the living room and hid in the bathroom.

Hot water poured down from the showerhead.

Hehua let the water wash over her face, unable to tell whether it was water or tears.

why?

Why did those words make her waver so much?

She always thought that becoming a big star was her dream.

But at the moment.

This goal suddenly seems so...empty.

In Ling Qingjun's eyes, I am not a star, but Sakurajima Mai.

The words echoed in her mind.

She suddenly realized that her desperate desire to become a star might just be to gain her mother's approval, to be seen, and to be valued.

But Mai…

She already had all of this, but she cherished even more the gaze that treated her as an ordinary person.

He Hua turned off the water.

Looking at Mai Sakurajima in the mirror.

This face is so beautiful and mature, carrying the expectations and fantasies of countless people.

But the confusion and vulnerability in the eyes of the person in the mirror at this moment are 100% Toyohama Kazuka.

The fingertips gently touched the mirror, as if caressing Mai's cheek.

Feng Binhua murmured to herself.

So... who am I really?

……

P.S.: The picture shows Toyohama Kazuka!

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Chapter 670 A Certain Magical Index, The Nun in a Nun's Hauled Girl! (Seeking monthly votes, reviews, flowers, and favorites!)

Dark as ink.

On the edge of the Seventh School District of Academy City, two figures moved rapidly in the moonlight.

Kuroko, how much further?

Misaka Mikoto asked in a low voice.

Her short, brown hair fluttered slightly in the night breeze.

According to the information provided by Misaki Shokuhou, it's located in the basement of that abandoned pharmaceutical company building in front.

Shirai Kuroko stopped and pointed to a building that seemed deserted in the distance.

She was wearing the Tokiwadai Middle School uniform, her twin ponytails swaying in the wind, and her eyes shining with determination.

Dear elder sister, please be careful.

Although it appears unguarded, Shokuhou-senpai says the security system here is very tight.

Mikoto's lips curled into a confident smile, and blue electricity crackled at her fingertips.

Security system? It's practically useless to me.

Kuroko nodded in understanding and put her hand on Mikoto's shoulder.

Okay, let's go.

The space distorted slightly, and the two figures vanished from their spot in an instant.

The next moment, they appeared in a dimly lit corridor inside the building.

Kuroko's spatial movement ability was put to maximum use at this moment.

Mikoto closed her eyes and felt the electromagnetic field around her.

There are three electronic locks, two infrared alarms, and... five surveillance cameras.

She opened her eyes.

A light flick of the fingertips.

Several tiny arcs of electricity shot out.

All electronic devices malfunctioned almost instantly.

solved.

As expected of my older sister!

Kuroko looked at her older sister with admiration.

Even though she had witnessed Mikoto's abilities many times, she was still amazed each time.

Especially the first time I went out with my older sister, I was inexplicably excited.

Big sister, leave the rest to me.

The two cooperated tacitly.

Kuroko used her spatial teleportation ability to quickly carry Mikoto through the corridor, avoiding potential patrols.

soon.

They arrived at a heavy metal door.

It is here.

Kuroko checked the map provided by Misaki Shokuhou.

The entrance to the underground research institute.

it is good.

Mikoto placed her hand on the electronic lock next to the door.

Current surge.

The door lock made a soft click.

However, the door did not open.

"Biometrics is required," Mikoto said, frowning.

really.

Kuroko took a small device from a hidden pocket in her skirt and attached it to the identification panel.

Misaki Shokuhou was prepared. This is a disruptor from the Talent Workshop, capable of simulating biological characteristics.

After a few seconds.

The metal door slid open slowly, revealing a downward staircase.

The two exchanged a glance, nodded, and carefully descended the stairs.

The underground laboratory was much larger than I had imagined.

The white corridor is flanked by transparent glass walls, inside which various sophisticated instruments are displayed.

Strangely, the entire laboratory was empty.

It’s so quiet…

Mikoto whispered, glancing warily around.

According to the information from the honeybee, there are at least twenty researchers here.

Kuroko suddenly grabbed Mikoto's arm and pointed to a door at the end of the corridor.

Big sister, there's a noise over there!

The two walked quickly toward the door, and Mikoto once again used electricity to break the lock.

The moment the door opened.

A blast of cold air hit them, and the sight before them froze them in place.

The room contained dozens of cylindrical culture chambers, each containing a girl who looked exactly like Misaka Mikoto.

They are—the Misaka Sisters!

The Misaka Sisters had their eyes closed, as if they were simply asleep.

Mikoto's hands trembled involuntarily, her nails digging deep into her palms.

It's happening again...it's happening again...

Her voice was almost squeezed out through clenched teeth.

Kuroko noticed Mikoto's pale face and held her hand with heartache.

Big sister...

Mikoto shook her head.

He rushed straight to the nearest control panel, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

I need to find out if there are any other research institutes connected to this place!

Kuroko stood behind Mikoto.

Looking at those sleeping clones, a raging fire burned in his heaving chest.

These mad scientists, in their so-called research, repeatedly harmed her most cherished older sister.

She made a silent vow.

No matter the cost, we must protect my older sister from such harm again.

Dear sister, I have already contacted Misaki Shokuhou.

Kuroko said softly: Her people will arrive within ten minutes and will safely transfer these girls.