Editing Toaru Majutsu no Index:GT Volume4 Chapter4 (section)

===Part 7===

A dull thud echoed through the deserted battleship as Kamijou Touma took a large step toward the Citrinitas ball-joint doll. The pet used the collar to pull on the leash and drag it away, but that established their positions.

Kamijou was the attacker and Citrinitas the defender.

The doll whirled backwards and began to crawl, so the woman held the leash.

That meant the sandbag was coming.

“Kee hah!!”

Kamijou ignored the laughter and knocked away that shield thicker than a human torso.

At first, you might think the confined space would fill up with sand more easily.

But the opposite was true.

With walls surrounding them, the wind could not carry over the sand in the air. And with limited space, Citrinitas could not constantly keep their distance and rely on projectiles. Indoor battles were perfect for close-quarters combat. This location worked in Kamijou’s favor.

And do not forget.

While 30 million people had disappeared, the city’s facilities remained intact. With the power on, Kamijou had ways of removing the sand from the passageway.

He slapped his palm against the wall.

Specifically, against the fire alarm.

“Kh!?”

With a dull roar, the air began to move. The curtain of sand hanging in here was sucked out through an ordinary smoke vent.

Even after World War Two, the Iowa had ended up participating in the Cold War and was ultimately loaded with giant cruise missiles, but none of that mattered now.

Yes, a high schooler like Kamijou had no way of knowing the specific damage control and firefighting equipment the Iowa had, but since it had been remodeled into a museum, he knew it would have ''modern'' safety features like emergency exits and fire extinguishers. That meant it had to have the buttons or levers that anyone could use. Thus, he did not need any specialized military knowledge. He only had to rush toward the ordinary things that did not fit the overall look of the ship.

With all interference removed, Kamijou was in complete control.

He didn’t need to run away. This time – finally – he could run right up to Citrinitas!!

The woman’s footwork was not enough to evade. Since he could destroy the sandbag just by touching it, he used as little strength as possible to do so and even used that to throw off her rhythm.

The doll crawling on all fours like a dog forced a vertical rotation to trade places with the woman holding the leash.

That avoided a solid hit from his right fist, but the glancing blow still sent it crashing face-first into the wall.

The doll made of a hard, reflective material held its own face near the nose. Despite the unmoving face, Kamijou still sensed piercing rage in its gaze.

Quiet cracking sounds came from its face and dark cracks ran along the entire face, like small bugs escaping from below the hand holding its face.

Even without a solid hit, Imagine Breaker was definitely working.

The doll’s shoulders trembled with rage as it staggered back and shouted in that distorted voice of its.

“Enough, this is enough!! Send Logistic Hornet to hell. A useless toy is unnecessary. I command you to crash and crush that goddamn fire magician!!!!!!”

“What?”

“Hee hee. It is a 5000m mass. This is no longer fighting fire with fire. If you have such confidence in your fire, then burn up the Logistic Hornet before it hits!!”