Editing Toaru Majutsu no Index:GT Volume12 Chapter1 (section)

===Part 2===

Inside a student dorm in District 7.

Specifically, inside a room on the seventh floor.

Palm-sized Othinus, the 15cm god, stood tall on the glass table. The kotatsu had been put away since it used power.

They had to pack their things.

“Leave the key next to the phone.”

“I know. I do have a perfect memory.”

That was true of Index, a girl wearing a white nun’s habit with gold embroidery making it look like a fancy teacup, but Othinus couldn’t trust the girl’s accuracy for a very different reason. Remembering everything she saw and heard was all well and good, but then how did she explain being told very clearly that the industrial-sized bag of rice crackers was for everyone to eat through little by little over the course of January and then leaving nothing but the empty bag the very first chance she got?

A cat mewed.

“Oh, right. Him.”

“We can’t leave Sphinx here, can we?”

Index picked up the calico cat.

Just like she always did.

The cat didn’t seem to understand the human circumstances.

Othinus didn’t want to be stuck with him, so she looked away from the ferocious beast only to meet the eye of a dove sheltering from the rain on the narrow balcony railing.

The symbol of peace looked her in the eye and tilted its head. The feathery thing didn’t seem to mind the January chill.

“Is that everything?”

“It should be.”

Index was carrying the cat in her hands. She hadn’t said anything, but Othinus was already up on her shoulder.

Othinus arrogantly crossed her legs and whispered with her voice low.

“Then are you ready?”

“…Yes.”

“The cat is really the only thing you’re taking from the room?”

“Because this is Touma’s room.”

“That it is.”

Their circumstances differed, but they were both freeloaders here.

The room belonged to someone else.

And looking at it now, they could see just how much that boy had shared with them. Even though he hadn’t been in any way obligated to do so. He hadn’t been particularly well off and had constantly lamented being a poor student. But when accepting them, he had done it without a second thought.

Index put on her shoes at the front door.

Would she never complete that simple action again?

She didn’t say anything for a while.

After tapping her toes against the floor to adjust the fit of the shoes, the white nun opened the front door. Index looked back into the room just once, but she saw only an empty space.



“…”



The thin door to the student dorm room shut and the click of its lock rang loud.