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

===Part 4===

At the international airport in Haneda.

Kanzaki Kaori was Japanese, so she could blend into the crowds easily enough (including her 2m katana she had slipped through hidden among her luggage). She knew she had been chosen for this role for that purpose.

The Amakusas were currently being protected by the Anglican Church.

This naturally had an effect on their actions.

(But…)

She was gathering a lot of attention.

And not because she was wearing a midriff-baring top and jeans with one leg cut off at the base of the thigh.

“How long are you going to keep crying?”

“But…but…”

She was with Itsuwa.

They had received word of that boy’s death some time ago. Nevertheless, Itsuwa had been like this the entire flight here. The flight attendant kept giving her worried looks and the child in a nearby seat had snickered, probably because he thought she was overreacting to a movie.

Yet she was supposed to be a member of the Amakusa Church who stuck to their faith even if it meant going into hiding.

As Itsuwa finally replied, her eyes were red from rubbing them so much.

Tatemiya, Tsushima, and the rest had managed to restrain themselves, but Itsuwa hadn’t.

“It doesn’t bother you, Priestess? I mean…we can never…never see him again.”

“…”

Kanzaki had failed to save someone.

She was always insisting she would save everyone, yet this was a familiar feeling for Saint Kanzaki Kaori. She was always the only one to survive and the world never did change.

He was dead, but time marched on.

Mercilessly.

No, she couldn’t just let death happen and move on. There was much that had to be done because someone had died.

Kanzaki sighed softly.

The smell of morning curry wafted in, presumably from the lounge. Just like any other day.

Academy City’s District 23 had an international airport. There were direct flights there from England. So why had the Amakusas entered Japan through Haneda, which was outside the city?

Kanzaki Kaori quietly asked for confirmation.

“You know what we must do, don’t you?”

“Yesh…”