"Aaaaaah apocalypse has arrived again. My bank card..." The spiky haired boy held the shattered bank card with a face full of despair.
"Sorry Touma, Your bank card ended up under my foot again." Arata rubbed his forehead awkwardly as he tried to comfort him.
"It takes three days to replace a bank card and i only have last three packs of instant noodles left in the refrigerator, so within three days, I will starve to death on the streets." Kamijou Touma grabbed his head with both hands and shouted in a tragic voice.
"Do not worry so much. Are you not always unlucky anyway? Just believe that you will not starve." Arata patted his shoulder kindly.
"This is the will of the universe watching over you. You cannot resist it. Just accept your fate."
"Are you actually trying to comfort me?" Kamijou Touma asked with disbelief.
"Of course. Is this not your daily routine?"
"Kamijou, do not be discouraged, nya. Little Komoe sensei is here, nya."
Komoe sensei walked over and said in her soft childish voice.
"What are you all doing standing around? Hurry up and register for the test. Do not cause trouble and waste everyone's time."
"Yes yes, cute twenty eight year old teacher, nya."
"Alright... alright..." Kamijou muttered weakly.
Arata walked behind Komoe sensei and gently placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Komoe sensei, how exactly does this ability test work?"
Komoe sensei smiled sweetly.
"This is actually thanks to Arata chan. The school received support from the Board of Directors, so a very experienced research institute came to establish a detailed development program for the school's ability curriculum."
"They also want to check if there are any other students like Arata chan."
"I see. Will there be anything like blood tests?" Arata asked casually, though his eyes flickered slightly.
"I heard they will take blood samples to improve the accuracy of the test results. Some students complained that it hurts a little."
The school grounds were busy throughout the day.
Testing equipment had been arranged across the sports field. Students lined up one after another to undergo ability evaluations.
Aside from the equipment and dozens of researchers, there was also a pile of instruments placed in a corner.
Those devices clearly were not meant for ordinary high school students.
They were prepared specifically for him.
"So you are trying to hide the real goal behind an ability test." Arata sneered silently while watching a researcher draw blood from a student.
"Attention. The next test will be conducted for the eighth ranked Level 5 esper of Academy City. Because the testing range of a Level 5 is extremely large, all students please move away from the sports field."
The announcement echoed through the school's loudspeakers.
Students quickly ran outside the field or returned to the school building to watch from a distance.
"So that is the Level 5 from our school? I have never heard of him before. Is the Level 5 test really that exaggerated?"
"I heard a Level 5 can fight an entire army alone. If that is true, they are basically monsters."
"High level espers are basically monsters anyway. They probably all look down on Level 0s like us."
"Is that him? He does not look any different from us."
Arata ignored the whispers around him.
With his hands in his pockets and his eyes half closed, he walked toward the sports field and stopped in front of the group of researchers in white coats.
"Arata, please cooperate with the test."
A middle aged man wearing glasses adjusted the frame on his nose and smiled politely.
However there was an obvious trace of smug satisfaction hidden in his expression.
"Sure." Arata forced a smile.
"But my ability is a bit difficult to control. You should probably prepare some safety measures. If someone gets injured and Anti Skill comes to arrest me, that would be troublesome. I am an honest person and also a coward."
Using his perception ability, Arata could clearly sense the malicious intent surrounding him.
"Please rest assured. Protective measures have already been prepared." The middle aged researcher replied confidently.
"Then let us begin."
"Psychokinetic impact test. There is a detection device on the ground. Please attack the center of the circle with your full power."
A large circle with a radius of fifty meters had been drawn on the sports field.
Clearly it was designed to measure destructive capability.
"Alright."
Arata suddenly smiled.
His smile became cold.
In the next moment he floated into the air above the circle.
Telekinetic power gathered in his hands and the surrounding air began to distort.
The power compressed together like a shell ready to explode.
Then Arata slammed the attack downward with full force.
A colorless shockwave twisted the air as it blasted into the sports field.
Boom.
The ground split apart instantly.
A violent tremor shook the entire campus.
Everyone gasped in shock.
It felt like witnessing the explosion of a missile.
Chunks of broken concrete and rock shot upward into the air.
Due to the angle of the blast, most of the debris flew directly toward the testing equipment.
"Ahhh!"
The researchers in white coats screamed in panic as countless concrete fragments rained down on them.
Some tried to run away.
Others tripped and fell to the ground.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
Testing devices were smashed apart.
Several researchers were injured by the flying debris.
The middle aged man with glasses had his leg crushed by a chunk of concrete and collapsed on the ground screaming in pain.
Arata slowly descended back to the ground.
"Heh."
A cold smile appeared on his face.
He had not shown them any mercy.
If this had not been a school full of witnesses, he would have simply erased them.
Anyone who dares to target me will die.
Do you think I am Misaka Mikoto or someone trying to become a hero of the light side?
Subconsciously ignoring your sweet talk, Accelerator.
"Waaah..."
The surrounding students cried out in fear.
Most of them had never even seen a high level esper fight before.
Now they had witnessed something like this.
A massive crater had appeared in the center of the sports field.
It was nearly eighty meters across and more than ten meters deep.
"This is Level 5 power..."
"It really is like a monster."
"I will never provoke that guy again."
The school staff hurriedly contacted the hospital.
The school nurse and medical staff rushed to treat the injured researchers.
"I am sorry. I am really sorry." Arata said while pretending to feel deep remorse.
"I did not expect my full power to be this destructive."
"N no... it is alright..." The injured researcher with glasses looked at him with fear and stammered.
In his eyes Arata was nothing less than a monster.
Arata crouched beside him apologetically.
Then he used telekinesis to block out the surrounding sound.
His voice suddenly turned cold.
"The Eighth Multi Ability User and Time Ability Research Project."
"Go back and tell your superiors something."
"If they dare to try this again..."
"I will kill every single one of them."
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