Editing Toaru Majutsu no Index:Item7 Chapter2 (section)

===Part 5===

The Academy City shopping district shook vertically.

“…Got her.”

A girl of around 15 fixed the zoom of the simple goggles made from a smartphone on its side, lifted it to her brow, and double-checked on the tablet screen resting in her lap.

She had killed her target.

“Ha ha ha. That’s all it took? I didn’t even get a chance to use my catapult bomb or my cluster bomb.”

She didn’t have any strong feelings on the matter.

This was going to happen sooner or later. It just so happened to be today.

That was all.

As with any type of criminal, there was no textbook for being a bomber. Which meant Morning Call’s bible had been Frenda Seivelun. It had taken a massive amount of effort just to learn that name. That ''Senpai'' had been like an elusive phantom. Morning Call had wanted to be like that. She had sifted through the records of past bombings, spotted the connections, used the slight remnants left at the bombing sites to estimate what kind of bomb had been used and how, and physically built the things she had constructed in her mind. She had mixed the explosive, manufactured the detonator fuse, and put together the circuit board. Mental fantasies weren’t enough to build an actual bomb, but each time she ran into a wall, she had invented her own replacements for the missing parts, filled in all the gaps, and constructed her image of Frenda Seivelun.

Whenever she was uncertain, she only had to look inside herself.

Her teacher had always answered the questions brought on by her own inadequacies.

At this point, she no longer needed to capture and bow her head to the Frenda Seivelun wandering outside. That would only hinder her now.

(Now that I’ve killed Frenda Seivelun, the remaining three hold no interest for me. Maybe I should place a bomb on a dam or industrial complex and send an anonymous threat to the higher ups. Telling them a crucial piece of infrastructure is about to go boom because Item screwed up. That should be enough to get the rest of Item purged☆)

A direct threat to the higher ups after all these high-profile bombings would be sure to make an enemy of Academy City as a whole. She would shoot to the top of the assassination list.

But Morning Call was an expert bomber.

She could easily fake her death in an explosion.

This wasn’t even the first time she had rewritten her identity to get a fresh start.

“Academy City Bomber Frenda Seivelun is no more. Now, who should I make my new Senpai?”

Morning Call started to stand up, but she heard a dull sound.

Someone was there.

Someone was peering into this room with a hand on the skyscraper’s window frame.



''It was Frenda Seivelun.



“Huh?” she said.

For a brief moment, Morning Call truly lost track of reality.

She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. But the clock continued ticking all the same.

Frenda pulled something out from the top of her thigh high.

She tossed something over with her other hand.

More like passing a bag than sharply throwing a weapon.

Morning Call ended up following it with her eyes, but she realized a moment later what it was.

A clay-like bomb with an electric fuse attached.

She should have dived behind cover before checking what it was.

“~ ~ ~!!!!?”

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