Editing Toaru Majutsu no Index:GT Volume15 Chapter2 (section)

===Part 6===

Kamijou tried to organize the information in his head.

The tracker Dion Fortune had attached to Hamazura said he was in the Hotel Town, a lodging area of District 23.

Although Fortune herself didn’t sound too confident.

“The thing is, the signal has vanished. That’s a bad sign. Did he notice the tracker and crush it?”

“Doesn’t matter. Even if he gets away, we just have to pick up his trail again in the Hotel Town.”

Kamijou’s phone beeped.

Was that Board Director Accelerator? Where was he watching this from?

“Hey. This is only going to get worse if the supposed problem solvers don’t do their job. So get your asses to the center of the commotion. If those annoying outsiders keep causing so much trouble, the damage is only going to spread.”

The Brits spoke up before Kamijou could get his mouth open.

“Keh keh keh. You say that it like it’s a foregone conclusion he’ll help you.”

“You trust him a lot, huh?

“Do I need to grind the both of you into mincemeat together, you damn brats?”

Accelerator’s voice dropped by two tones. Once for each girl.

And when had those two gotten to the point they could tease the #1? Did they feel no fear?

Kamijou tilted his head and joined the conversation.

“The Anglicans are one thing…but why is Hamazura still on the run? He’s being pursued by magic side experts, right? I don’t see how he could possibly defeat Stiyl and Kanzaki.”

“From what those Anglicans say, he has a Transcendent helping him out. One named Blodeuwedd the Bouquet.”

“Oh, her… Yeah, that tracks,” muttered Kamijou.

Birdway and Lessar didn’t seem too concerned…but was that because they had no direct experience with Transcendents? They didn’t react the way Dion Fortune did.

“The Anglicans have another one called Good, Old Mary with them,” said Accelerator. “Do they think that makes it even? Slamming brute strength against brute strength is only going to damage their surroundings more. We’re busy trying to turn this pile of rubble back into a city and then they show up in the sandbox ready to smash our sand castle.”

He had a point, but this meant his privileges as Board Chairman weren’t enough to bring an end to the conflict.

Birdway frowned again.

“Do you know anything about the Anglicans’ odd behavior? You’re the top of the science side, so you should have some amusing arrangements in place for diplomatic purposes.”

“I’m in the dark on this one. Which I do ''not'' appreciate when this is my city.”

Accelerator spat out that last sentence.

Kamijou glanced over to see Dion Fortune shrugging.

This meant the leaders of Academy City and the Anglican Church had been forced out. …Then who was in control here?

“Whatever the case,” continued Accelerator, “specialists will feel the fear of something on a deeper level than anyone. Like America with guns and Central America with drugs, the UK knows all about magic and demons, right? They’re more sensitive about these things. Isn’t that why they’re taking this so far?”

“But what does that have to do with Hamazura?” asked Kamijou. “I mean, he’s an Academy City esper. That’s a completely different world from the magic side.”

“The Great Demon Coronzon problem isn’t over yet.”

“?”

Why bring up Coronzon here?

For better or for worse, Kamijou had ended that by killing her with his own hand.

“The Anglicans seem more concerned by Coronzon’s lingering effects than by Hamazura himself.”

“Lingering effects? Oh, I get it.”

“No, you don’t.”

If Hamazura Shiage’s view of Coronzon were accepted by the public, Coronzon’s apocalyptic ideology could end up spreading? Or something like that?

But apparently that wasn’t what Accelerator meant.

“It’s something about angels and demons being made of energy. They theorize that, even after Coronzon’s death, a portion of her power is contained inside Hamazura Shiage. …If that’s true, then he would be able to use Adikalika himself.”

“''Sitra Achra'',” said Dion Fortune, sounding unusually grave.

That didn’t mean anything to Kamijou, but apparently it meant something to someone.

“Misaka will do it!” “Serving master is my job.”

Some voices came over the call.

Only Accelerator could know what he thought about that while hearing them in person.

“The trouble at the airport is bad enough, but it sounds like this is about to be spread further.”

“Don’t worry. We reclaimed our ordinary lives. I’m not about to let someone bring us to the brink of ruin again.”