The day arrives for Accelerator's bandages to come off after he is shot in the head, and Last Order is eager to celebrate. A secret weapon is stolen from an atmospheric research facility, and the culprits seem to be targeting Accelerator with it.
Fine, just let us have your genetic data.
Don't be so stingy!
لا بأس، دعنا نأخذ بياناتك الوراثيّة 
!فحسب ولا تكن بخيلاً
Komm schon, überlass uns doch
deine genetischen Daten!
Fais pas ton radin,
Да ладно тебе, жалко, что ли?
Поделись биометрией!