Clip exposure, the savior Kamijou Touma

Shokuhou Misaki felt a little heavy-hearted when she saw this scene, and her expression became temporarily dull and calm.

She was too familiar with this scene.

Familiar feelings are uncomfortable.

A familiar scene.

Even though it's a selfish idea.

Fortunately, she was not the one being forgotten this time... She felt sorry for Touma's experience.

But I also know that a little jealousy is of no use at all.

but..

【Complete amnesia】...? ?

The Queen of Tokiwadai looked lonely and complicated.

Should I say I feel depressed or a little sad?

In Kamijou Touma's dictionary, there was no way he could remember the concept of an existence called Shokuhou Misaki.

But now..

The past repeats itself.

Touma lost his memory again.

The reason is also to save people.

That’s right, it will never fade and will shine brightly.

Come to think of it, this is the true meaning of Touma's existence. Even if he is in the bleak ruins of Academy City, his color will never be erased. This is the Kamijou Touma she knows.

and..

I'm afraid these things are not over yet.

"The No. 1 in Academy City, Accelerator..."

Shokuhou Misaki suddenly remembered some past events and silently touched the hair that fell on her shoulders.

He glanced at Misaka Mikoto, who also had a grim expression on her face, and frowned slightly.

Looking at this familiar face, the first person that came to her mind was Dolly, and then this young lady.

[Should I tell her? ]

The existence of Misaka Sisters is something that Misaka Mikoto still hasn't figured out.

It's no wonder. After all, she is a young lady living in the light and shadow, so it is natural that she would not be exposed to these dark things.

[So, forget it..]

Shokuhou Misaki shook her head and gave up the idea of ​​​​proactively explaining the matter.

She continued to watch the video with envy.

After being slightly jealous of Index.

Now, it’s more of envy.

He will no longer be able to remember Shokuhou Misaki, but he will be able to meet and get to know Index again.

He sighed helplessly as he watched the video where Touma pretended not to have lost his memory in order to make Index happy.

Shokuhou Misaki probably couldn't imagine that.

At this moment, Touma is suffering a devastating disaster.

It is a literal meaning of "overwhelming".

His hedgehog head was almost sucked up by Index like noodles, and he was wailing and apologizing madly, trying to ask for Index's forgiveness.

[Unfortunate... How unfortunate!!!] Sadly, she shouted out her catchphrase.

Pain..severe pain!!

But this is something Kamijou Touma should bear.

The bitter fruit of lying to Index so that she wouldn't be sad has finally blossomed and is now reaping the rewards.

The lie was exposed.

Even if you think it's a well-intentioned deception.

But when he saw Index rushing over with tears in her eyes and biting his forehead, she wouldn't let go.

He sincerely admitted his mistake to her.

Forgive me..

Please forgive Mr. Kamijou for wanting to continue living with his hair!!

can only say--

Ok!

Fortunately, this happened not long ago and not too long ago.

This matter has not yet escalated, and Index's anger has not yet been fully accumulated. After all, in real life, there is no krypton gold bar that can instantly raise the anger value to the maximum.

After such pleading.

Index's anger gradually subsided.

Then, there was an unexpected calm.

The video was playing the part where Index was reading Stiyl's letter.

Following this series of conversations, Index finally broke the silence.

However, the truth was far stranger than Kamijou Touma had imagined.

It wasn't because Index forgave him.

But it was because...she seemed to have seen through it, and just chose to be tolerant gently, and tacitly cooperated with Touma in pretending to be stupid.

"The time to know these things accurately is... in daily life."

The girl described everything she knew slowly and calmly: "Although the slight sense of disobedience is not too obvious, but every time Touma meets a stranger... every time he sees someone actively chatting him up, he always shows a surprised expression. I have noticed this..."

This situation, this expression.

Doctor Quata did say that Touma's memory was destroyed.. Although the latter pretended to be teasing him..

But Index is not stupid, on the contrary she is extremely smart.

Through daily observations, I had actually guessed this matter a long time ago.

But she didn't reveal it.

It's more like waiting than playing dumb.

"I'm waiting.. Even though I can only vaguely feel it, I'm waiting for Touma to tell me the truth before I figure it out."

Saying this, Index lowered her head in depression: "Because Touma was injured to save me... Even if the editing hadn't been exposed, I wouldn't have known the truth, knew that I could release magic, and hurt Touma because of it, but I wouldn't have any way to understand and repent..."

The voice is soft and weak like cotton candy.

Mr. Kamijou was filled with a mysterious sense of guilt.

So..

"I'm sorry..." Touma wanted to speak, but something flashed in front of his eyes and touched his lips.

He was stunned, staring at the girl who was now crying and pressing her fingertips to his lips.

The reflexive urge to apologize was nipped in the bud before those three words were even uttered.

What will she do?

Is he biting his head again, venting his anger, or just being sulky?

These three situations are the most common.

He also thought that if Index would do something like this, it would help clear his guilt faster.

However..

At the bottom of sight.

The silver-haired girl, with her back to the window and her white robe set against the sunlight, did not do anything extreme.

She just stood there.

There was a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, which, combined with the light and shadow, was so holy that Touma dared not look directly at her.

"so..."

The girl is smiling with tears in her eyes, and behind her is a curtain blowing in the breeze.

And this gust of wind also took away her last words to end the matter.

"We have to live together, Touma..."

She had no idea what Touma was like before.

At least the Touma she knew went through three stages, from the time they met until he lost his memory to now when he admitted his mistakes.

He never changed his reckless and straightforward nature from beginning to end.

So, the Touma she knew didn't 'die' as the editing stated.

"Anyway, keep reading. There are definitely many more things we will have to face in the future!"

Having said this, the petite and innocent silver-haired nun completely ended the topic.

Her neatness and maturity made Touma believe that the sensible Index in front of him was her true character.

With such a sigh.

Touma continued to look into the video.

The scene at this moment is the beginning of his memory.

...

That bed, which I should say has become somewhat familiar, is a white bed that I am as used to as when I go home.

From Index's perspective.

Touma, wrapped in white cloth, sat on the head of the bed, looking around in confusion.

Index has not yet recovered from the truth she just learned from the doctor.

Yes, Kamijou Touma has lost his memory.

He is still alive.

This alone moved Index to tears. She began to worry whether she should rush into his arms first or bite his head first to punish him for doing such a mess.

but..

"Excuse me..." The young man with a bandage on his head tilted his head slightly and spoke.

"Did you go to the wrong ward?"

The polite voice broke Index's heart.

The audience has to accept this reality.

Kamijou Touma, completely lost his memory.

[──His condition is more like memory destruction than memory loss.]

[He didn't "forget" his memories, but his brain cells were physically "destroyed". In that case, it should be impossible to restore his memory. Did you open his skull and insert the electric baton? ]

The doctor's words made Index feel suffocated and painful.

"...Excuse me... did we...know each other before?"

Such questions made Index most sad.

This proved that the boy in front of him with a blank expression did not recognize him at all.

completely.