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

===Part 7===

Accelerator had not left the District 10 prison.

Not a single step.

That was the restriction he had placed on himself.

And he didn’t even need to.

“Hmph.”

Gas pipes, water pipes, and fiber optic cables.

All sorts of plumbing and wiring was laid out like a spider web below Academy City. The total length could wrap around the earth two and a half times with more to spare.

So.

With the ultimate vector control power, there was no need to leave the strictly guarded prison. As long as he knew an effective path, he could easily use the artificial objects underground to manipulate the atmosphere, create pressure differences, and send down an electric attack like a spear piercing the human who was located several train stations away.

He had never said he was helpless just because he wouldn’t leave.

No matter the reason, he would not use a crisis as an excuse to cut his punishment short. But with so much power at his disposal, he couldn’t just let people die when he was capable of saving them. Both of those were absolutes in his mind.

He would make them both work together.

So the new Board Chairman had honed his #1 Level 5 power to this point.

Could he win against that bastard now?

(A meaningless question.)

Accelerator shook his head.

What good was winning?

For that matter, did he even need enemies?

Creating a world with no need for a division between friend and foe would be the much greater challenge. But there was a boy who had accomplished something close to that. He hadn’t cared too much about the level system, he had understood adults and children alike, and he hadn’t cared if someone was from inside or outside Academy City. It was a small thing, but someone had created a world like that.

He hadn’t feared failure.

Even if it meant embarrassment, injury, or acting in vain, he hadn’t hesitated to reach out his hand.

It was the same for Accelerator. In his fairly short life, the moments he sensed obvious growth in himself were generally when he was crawling through the mud. The #1 could count his experiences like that on one hand, but that boy had done it every single day like it was normal.

He had grown so much more.

Which explained why Accelerator had never been able to catch up.

Board Chairman of Academy City?

Maybe all forms of information gathered here.

But that boy’s field of view had to have been much wider.

(Focus on the immediate issue.)

Accelerator looked to one wall of his cell.

The LCD monitor there displayed all sorts of information at once and it was currently producing a voice.

This was not a voice of fiery rage.

The emotion was more like a resentment with the sticky consistency of mud.

It was the voice of a cornered beast.

“That was roughly a billion volts. Did that wake you up, human?”

“Hm, so the artificial rain was only the rehearsal. To test how far your vector control could influence atmospheric and meteorological conditions!!”

He hadn’t used dry ice or silver iodide.

This weather control had used an entirely different principle to alter the atmospheric pressure.

Should he create some scorching plasma next?

“That level of deception is standard on the dark side. People have a bad habit of readily accepting lies they find convenient. Ridiculous. Like I would change the weather just to help you cool your head. Civilian companies have weather forecast apps these days. And there are tons of people who would rate them poorly after just one prank like this.”