August 31, 10:07 PM.
"Huff! Huff!"
Kamijou tried to get away from Misaka Mikoto as he ran about like a headless fly, but right now, he still couldn't find Index.
"Ahh, damn it! There's only 2 hours before the day ends! What do I do with my assignments? IF I DON'T SETTLE THIS QUICKLY, I'LL KILL THAT DAMNED PEDOPHILE!!!"
Kamijou shouted out what sounded like some dangerous muttering to himself (or rather, shouting to himself), glaring viciously as he continued to run about in the darkness.
But his shouting was just to hold back that insecurity that was rising within him. It had been several hours since Index had been taken away.
(It's too much to do this alone. Should I just ask security for help?)
The security system in Academy City was different from ordinary policemen; they were made up of Anti-Skill and Judgment who specialized in taking on espers. Anti-Skill members consisted of teachers with modern age weapons, and Judgment members were chosen espers among the students.
Even if the enemy hid himself to avoid detection, a mind reader could tell where the enemy went from what he had left behind at the scene of the crime. Besides, if he wanted to take Index back, it was safer to overcome the enemy with human-wave tactics.
(But...)
Kamijou gritted his teeth. Index was a resident of the magic world, and not Academy City. She was like an illegal immigrant. If he asked them for help, there would most likely be other troublesome matters in the future.
(What should I do?)
Kamijou was in a fix. At that moment, an Anti-Skill member who was standing in front walked over at him. Kamijou wondered, 'do I look so panicky?' Just as Kamijou was still undecided on whether he should discuss this with Anti-Skill, the male Anti-Skill member walked up to him.
Before Kamijou could say anything, the Anti-Skill member spoke up,
"Were you the one who destroyed the glass of the restaurant in District 7?"
"Eh?"
"The shopkeeper reported the incident to us, and we let the mind reader extract the image of the person from his memory. Hold on, I seem to have seen you before. Oh, during the day, there was a tower collapse in District 7, and someone spotted you at the scene. Because of that, the 2nd level orange warning was issued. Don't tell me the 1st level red warning after that was related to you..."
"...Eh."
Kamijou carried a stiff smile and turned around.
And then ran away for his dear life.
Though he had let Tsuchimikado handle that magician who couldn't go anywhere, it was unknown whether Tsuchimikado took care of him properly. As Kamijou thought of this, he started to flee from the scene at an amazing speed.
"Ah, oi! You! Stop right there!"
Who would listen to you? Kamijou sprinted down the road at a speed a star sprinter could be proud of. Can I shake that guy off? Did I shake him off? Hahaha, you slow Anti-Skill! Just as Kamijou was indulging in the delight of victory, a gunshot rang out behind him.
Looking back, the Anti-Skill member had whipped out a .22 handgun that was smoking from the barrel.
The first shot was a close one. That took guts.
"ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME!? YOU DAMNED ANTI-SKILL, WHAT ARE YOU TREATING HUMAN LIFE AS!!"
"Don't worry, I respect the human rights of youths. That was a rubber bullet."
"So it wasn't a blank...I'll get a few bones broken if I get hit by them...":
Kamijou cried out as he snuck into another alley. What time it was, whether he had finished his homework, those weren't important anymore. Was Index safe?