A Certain Magical Index series created by Kazuma Kamachi and Dengeki Bunko

This is a Fanfiction written by: ~Emerald Sonata~

Starring: Last Order, Fremea Seivelun, and Fraulein Kreutune

A Certain Mystical Last Order

# 26 #
Hupo and Holo Ana:
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"… God… I'm 19 years old, yet why do I feel like I'm ready to retire in a Senior's home?"

"Maybe because of the light refraction from your bubble dress that is distorting the retinal perception of your true appearance, says Misaka as Misaka hops around in excitement of a living Jelly Fish Monster girl once read on the internet"

"The f**k is wrong with your mind!? Where is your innocence? What happened to the good old days where children watched classical animated movies of true love, romance, and good moral, and singing along with song played on education TV shows about numbers, streets, and a pet dinosaur! Where!? Where did it go!?"

"They're still available on re-runs on Channel 05.A during the midnight sessions, says Misaka as Misaka pats the hem of your bubble dress as if she watches them jiggle!"

It was still the airport, mind you. The morning rush had died down into a slow lull of passengers herding themselves like cattle on a lazy farm. Even the on-station Station Clerks and Airport Company members weren't as motivated, hiding around corners from camera to chat, flirt, and have a little intimate play if they were in the mood… can't help it, they say Flight Stewardess are one of the attractive female cast-types in social media… Shrug.

Sitting on one of the waiting benches of Gate 55, was the girl in the dress that made her look like a Jelly Fish and a certain member of Judgement with a cute verbal tick.

"Can Misaka try wearing your jelly coat, jelly lady asks Misaka as Misaka puffs her cheeks and expands her eyes to increase her persuasion points."

"Can I strip you? Hupo?"

"EEK! M-Misaka doesn't swing that way, says Misaka as Misaka instinctively hugs her small and chaste body from lecherous eyes! Wh-what does Hupo mean, w-wonders Misaka as Misaka is conflicted in between protecting her purity or learning what the word she never heard of mean!"

"One – Asking me to wear my coat is no different than asking me to strip. Th-these are my only clothing, and I put too much investment into the magical foundations and the ritual spells I've prepared within each thread to hand it over to anyone to play as a toy! Two – Hupo is Idiot in the Hawaiian language!"

"Hupo, recites Misaka as Misaka tilts her head at the Jelly Lady."

"… Are you picking a fight with me?"

The girl wearing the Jelly Fish Dress sat up, the threads in her clothing actually 'jiggling' and 'waving' like ripples in a tropical ocean. It was clear, so it could see her body frame. However, she wore a matching set of sea-shell under garments to protect her important bits and it somehow gave the image of a seethrough bathrobe over a swimsuit.

For simplicity sake, let's call her Jellyfish Girl.

"Are you lost, child?"

"Wh-what? Wonders Misaka as Misaka genuinely jumps with confusion."

"Where's your parents?"

"Misaka was born from a test tube for a cloning experiment. If you was a technical answer, Misaka Mikoto the Rank #3 Level 5 Railgun would be the closest fulfilling the biological parent… although she is actually the donor of her own DNA Mapping that created Misaka, says Misaka as Misaka tilts her head to the side."

"… Where are you going?"

"Misaka is on her way to pick up that child, says Misaka as Misaka puts her fists to her hips! She's on her way to retrieve that child who is returning from a high class esper meeting from Hawaii and she prepared a housewife class Lunch Box to feed him hungry stomach, huffs Misaka as Misaka puffs out her barely noticeable chest out with pride."

"… Oh is that him? He looks cute."

"D—don't put your lecherous eyes on that child, shouts Misaka as Misaka jumps defensively to the direction Jelly Lady pointed at. He belongs to Misaka and Misaka will be his wife when – heh? U-uttered Misaka as Misaka realize the person she is looking at is some random boy with long blonde hair and a poncho… Ah"

Last Order made that small sound when she felt her body tip. It's as if a tipped scale flinched after something was lifted off one of its hands.

"….. It's gone, declared Misaka as Misaka looks at her empty right hand and is about to cry."

The Lunchbox the girl put her entire heart, soul, not exactly body, into making for 'that child'… was missing.

For some reason, it was in the Jellyfish Girl's hand… for some reason… she was running away with it.

"Tch. No time to buy a prepackaged sandwich. I have make do with this Japanese lunchbox to get as much calories as possible in order to conduct the counter ritual and establish connection to the arc of elements and the leylines….. The h*ll, it has pickled cabbages!? Bleegh!"

And like how this girl was wording her comments… She was a Magician.

"Holo Ana [The waves of the deep blue will bring me home]!"

The girl immediately said a command phrase that activated prepared rituals that were integrated into her see-through robe made of advanced silicon and mineral material. To summarize the effects, it looked like electrical sparks running through the copper wiring of a computer processing unit, the light that dances over the connections to find the modules embedded to the mother board.

… Exactly like how a Jellyfish glows as if it were a living amusement ride.

"UWOOOH! J-JELLY FISH LADY ONLY HAD TO SHAKE HER HIPS TO JIGGLE HER SKIRT AND SHE'S ALREADY 30 METERS AHEAD OF ME IN A SINGLE STEP! WH-WHAT SORCERY IS THIS, SH-SHRIEKS MISAKA AS MISAKA RUBS THE LACK OF SLEEP FROM HER EYES!"

And like any Jellyfish… all they have to do was flap their gelatinous body to produce a jet of water to propel them… like the engines of a fighter plane.

"NO FAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIR - SCREAMS MISAKA AS MISAKA GIVES CHASE TO RESCUE HER KIDNAPPED LUNCHBOOOOOOX!"