Editing Toaru Majutsu no Index:Item7 Chapter2 (section)

===Part 2===

The room was dark.

A girl of around 15 sat inside.



Her eyes were covered as if to hide her identity in a newspaper or magazine photo, but they were being hidden by a smartphone. It was on its side and held on with rubber bands, so it appeared to function as simple VR goggles. It must have had an LCD screen on both sides because digital numbers were displayed along her eye line.

She wore a translucent raincoat. With a bikini showing through it.

Even though it was late October.

When manufacturing bombs, static electricity was the enemy.

Whether using acids or nitrogen compounds to produce explosives or soldering parts to an extremely precise semiconductor board, a single spark of static could ruin everything.

Of course, that problem could be eliminated with antistatic gloves and a raincoat, but the desire to remove as much clothing as possible while working was likely something of a jinx with no scientific foundation. They might find it silly themselves, but people would associate their past successes with meaningless habits and actions.

The girl spoke in the darkness.

“Now…I should have recovered 80% of what I lost.”

Bombs came in a variety of types and not all the processes in manufacturing them were delicate work.

At times, the bottoms of thick fire extinguisher were cut away, three of them were placed together end to end, and then welded together with a bright light.

After attaching the attitude control fins operated by servos and the cameras and sensors used for terminal guidance, the silhouette really began to take shape.

It looked just like a rocket or missile drawn on a small child’s drawing paper.

There was no real technical difference between the two.

It was a difference of use – for peaceful purposes or for killing.

“I still need more, though. I don’t have the numbers I want yet.”

After causing so many bombings that harmed plenty of ordinary people, Academy City’s higher ups weren’t going to just ignore it.

Some form of “purge” would begin soon.

The question was where that deadly weapon would be aimed.

Item was tasked with solving a variety of problems on the dark side, yet they had let Morning Call escape. And that had led to these ongoing bombings.

That meant Item was a part of this.

If Item hadn’t screwed up that night – if they hadn’t thoughtlessly provoked a dangerous bomber and then let her escape – none of this would have happened.

…By shifting the target of the hatred in that way, the bomber could easily avoid being the target of the purge.

Bombers were also experts at using bombs to manipulate individual and social psychology.

She grinned and shifted her focus to an Anti-Skill radio.

“Don’t let this be enough to trap you, my honey.”

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