Editing Toaru Majutsu no Index:Item7 Chapter2 (section)

===Part 4===

“Kinu> Can they really get away with doing all this in broad daylight…? These are technically dark side incidents, aren’t they? And it’s super being talked about on the news.”

“M> The news is calling it an accidental explosion after someone mishandled the acetylene gas being used for welding during construction. Who will think twice about seeing that on TV?”

“Perfect Cutie Frenda-tan> There aren’t any articles on the Underground News or the Death Aggregator about it, so we should still be good. In the end, dark side news showing up in places ''that shallow'' is the same as a death sentence. At the very least, it doesn’t look like the higher ups are getting after us for causing trouble.”



The short blonde girl was still in the part of District 15 being redeveloped.

By this time Anti-Skill would have worked out the launch site and be on their way, but the Academy City Bomber still hadn’t fully investigated the launcher. In case she needed to ''pay them a visit later'', she wanted to now which station’s evidence locker this stuff would be stored in.

“What a pain…”



“Kinu> What can you super learn from investigating the abandoned device? I thought we had moved past how the attack was made and onto where the remote commands are being sent from.”

“Perfect Cutie Frenda-tan> Aren’t you at all curious? If they’re causing this much of a scene, they must be confident when it comes to money and influence. Morning Call might have a benefactor. Inspecting the parts can tell you a lot about a bomber, so we need to thoroughly-”

“Takitsubo Rikou> You’re in danger. Get out of there now.”



“?”

The strange interruption made the blonde girl tilt her head with her eyes still on her phone’s small screen.

People found comfort in information they gathered themselves.

But comfort designed by the enemy did not actually guarantee safety.

Academy City Bomber Morning Call only attacked using remotely-activated fixed rocket launchers.

…''But was that really true?

“!?”

There was a sound like a burner.

A 2m model airplane made of lightweight metal and plastic suddenly shot by the window. Did that qualify as a loyal wingman?

Bombs made by linking three fire extinguishers end to end were attached to its underside. Several of them were lined up side by side.



“Perfect Cutie Frenda-tan> Oh, no. Was the UAV the real attack!?”

“Kinu> You mean Morning Call kept using fixed rocket launchers so we would adapt to that and leave us open to attack by a super drone?”



The short blonde girl immediately spun around and dashed toward the emergency stairs. At the exact same time, the UAV directed its nose toward her and launched several rockets in through the window.

Space itself seemed to expand as a disconcerting explosive noise filled the world.

The blonde girl literally rolled down the stairs. Causing a series of dull impacts. She continued down to the next floor with no landing at the midpoint. No gray dust poured down after her, but that was probably because the higher floor’s pillars were broken, bringing the ceiling down and fully crushing the entrance to the stairs.

(Oh, god. What happened to Anti-Skill!?)

The ceiling had only fallen near the stairs, so the blast wouldn’t have engulfed the entire floor. If it had, the skyscraper itself would have collapsed. But that was no guarantee all the Anti-Skill officers were unharmed. This criminal wasn’t one to be concerned about that.

And she didn’t have time for cursing.

She was still lying on the floor.

Her eyes met something else’s.

A dog’s.

The Siberian Husky was wearing clothing.

No, it only looked that way.

But there definitely were several colorful cords emerging from the bulletproof vest’s pocket. Those were connecting an explosive with a circuit board and a battery, they were tangled together with some trap wires, and it all formed a single loop.

This was a much older system then the detonator she had seen before.

And the old records had given a name for this weapon.



“Perfect Cutie Frenda-tan> A dog mine!?”