Editing Toaru Majutsu no Index:GT Volume11 Chapter2 (section)

===Part 1===

The rain poured down.

Everything a step below the hill Kamijou stood on was a mess of dirt and mud. The place was like a giant, empty pool cut out of the ground. Countless figures squirmed within. They appeared to be fleeing from something, but when he tried to get a look at what that something was, Kingsford’s hand covered his eyes.

“That would be Cerberus. ❌ a good sign.”

“Cer-what?”

What was that?

He was pretty sure he had seen that name in RPGs before.

Wasn’t it usually a black doglike thing that used fire? Or was that a hellhound?

For that matter, what was a hellhound?

He was getting distracted.

“It is ❌ enough of a monster to ☠️ if you simply 👁️ it, but it will dull your soul.”

When Kingsford-sensei sounded that serious about something, it was probably a good idea to do as she said.

And what happened if his soul lost its luster?

Regardless, he didn’t want to climb down where a monster like that was lurking. The bottom looked like a muddy bog, so if it did pursue him, he doubted he could escape on foot. And he didn’t want to even think about what happened if it took a big chomp out of his side.

He doubted hell had rules about keeping your dog on a leash.

Christian Rosencreutz chuckled cruelly.

“It is a three-headed demon dog. What, you aren’t going to tame it by feeding it lumps of dirt?”

“With all this mud around, I do ❌ 💭 that would have much of an effect. It will have already 🍴en plenty.”

“?”

Kamijou didn’t understand.

Was that conversation based on some myth or another?

That aside, what were they going to do?

A dog the size of a light car was terrifying.

Anna Kingsford pointed at a stone pillar(?) nearby.

It had a small hole at around hip height.

“Looks like we need a 🗝️ to operate the draw🌉.”

“Whoa!?”

It was so big Kamijou hadn’t noticed.

The massive structure the size of a broadcast tower was apparently a stone bridge with chains that could lower it by 90 degrees.

Were you supposed to insert something into the small pillar to work it?

“But what key?”

“It appears the harpy has it. I see it glittering in that 🐦’s 🪺.”

Did Kingsford mean that thing cawing up there? It looked kind of like a girl.

And sure enough, there was the key.

But it was up in the tree. And the tree trunk looked eerily like a human silhouette. But this wasn’t the same as the lewd tree crotch that made the little kids at the neighborhood park (and Aogami Pierce) laugh so hard.

The key was too far up to reach from the ground.

Could Kingsford or Rosencreutz just fly up and nab it?

“I can climb up onto your shoulders.”

“That’s an awfully grounded idea.”

“There is ❌ need to use secret tricks when the standard solution works just as well. Okay, I need you to crouch down.”

The spiky-haired boy went ahead and obeyed.

He should have thought this through some more.

“Here goes.”

She approached from behind him.

A soft weight pushed in at the back of his head and at his cheeks.

Were those her thighs squeezing his head?

Was that also her thighs resting on his shoulders? Or was that actually part of her butt?

And what part of her anatomy was that soft sensation he felt on the back of his neck!? Teach me, sensei!!

“That should do it. You can stand up now. Is something wrong?”

“…I think the pareo has the opposite effect here.”

“?”

He had thought a pareo was like a safety device meant to cover up the body, but here it created the illusion that he was sticking his head up this soft young woman’s skirt. But it was only an illusion, okay?

He gathered strength in his knees and slowly stood up.

The pressure from the sides increased.

“Oh, dear. Ah ha ha. Doing things I am ❌ accustomed to is kind of nerve wracking. But this should work.”

“Bwgohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!”

“Hm? Why the 💥ive roar?”

Yeah, this was a bad idea. Letting a clueless swimsuit woman ride on your shoulders was a terrible idea!!

But for now, they had to accomplish what they set out to do.

“➡️, ➡️.” “A little further ⬅️.” “➡️ again.” Kamijou kept tottering side to side to fulfill Kingsford’s requests.

When he tried to look up to see the harpy nest for himself, he was greatly distracted by the pareo falling over his face. The sweet young woman scent was powerful.

He decided to just let Kingsford guide him.

“Got it. This 🗝️ will let us continue on.”

“G-glad to 👂 it…”

Her way of speaking was contagious.

His brain was breaking down.

The shock was like unwittingly drinking a super-sweet chain coffee from a cafe that gathered customers with its whipped cream covered donuts and pancakes more than the coffee itself.

Even so.

The shoulder ride that felt like having his skull pried open and having sugar dumped directly inside was finally ov-

“Wait, do ❌ move.”

“Why!?”

“The harpy noticed us. I will deal with her, so do ❌ move from there.”

“Can’t you do that after I lower you to the ground, Sensei!?”

She gave his face a squeeze.

A hard squeeze.

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The glasses woman was probably only entering combat mode, but this went beyond a simple thigh-based reward.

His head didn’t feel right.

It seemed to be swelling, but it wasn’t quite the same as suffocating.

Could she be constricting his carotid artery rather than his windpipe?

“I need to convert to the reverse tree. Gevurah corresponds to Akzeriyyuth. The reverse of justice is cruelty. The element is 🔥. The wicked name that rules Sphere 5i is Golohab. You who are bound by the name and the number, obey my right 🖕 and display your power!!”

A tremor shook the place.

Almost like an artillery blast. Whatever Kingsford had done, a bright beam of light shot out and her upper body was knocked back as if by recoil.

It was a fairly large action made while still gripping Kamijou’s neck between her thighs.

The spiky-haired boy recalled a life hack for using a door’s hinge to crack a tough walnut.

Wait! But if the fulcrum is my neck, or my carotid artery really, then-

“Oh, dear???”

It happened far too easily.

The spiky-haired boy was rendered unconscious much like some kind of judo chokehold.