Editing Traduciendo: Toaru Majutsu no Index:Volume4 Chapter2 (section)

===Part 6===

The Kamijou nameplate was stuck on the concrete wall near the entrance--swinging together with the mailbox and the doorbell.

Kamijou and company were hiding behind the hedge opposite the Kamijou's house.

It was an ordinary looking two story wooden house.

But in this hot summer, all the windows were shut, and the thick curtains were pulled up. One could tell that something was not right. Though he had lost his memory, Kamijou should more or less have a feeling a nostalgia, and on seeing this house that was full of evil energy, he could only talk of those tragic cases like family violence or girls being imprisoned.

And in truth, it wasn't like anyone could say that this feeling wasn't right.

In this huge house that rejected sunlight, there was truly a convict who was on death row, having killed 28 people on the excuse of demon worship and sacrificed them, and caused the world to be involved in the crisis called Angel Fall.

From behind the hedge, Kanzaki peered over from the curtain that was blocking the window at the second level, and whispered, "Hm, we can't tell where Hino is from here. If Stiyl were here, maybe he could use the heat source to detect Hino's location."

Kanzaki's tone seemed to indicate a sense of pity,

"But since the windows are shut tight, I suppose Hino can't tell that we're already nearby. If we want to strike, we have to do it fast. Where's Kamijou's house keys?"

"Over here nya!"

For some reason, Tsuchimikado actually pulled out a silver key from his pocket. Kamijou frantically searched his own pocket, and found the key missing. It seemed like Tsuchimikado had nabbed Kamijou's key, but the time when and method with which he did it was still a mystery.

Kanzaki seemed to be irritated by this meaningless act Tsuchimikado made, and she said, "Alright, we'll set up a diversion. Tsuchimikado, go by the front, and make as much noise as you can. Once Kreutzev and I hear you, we'll sneak in from another direction."

"Got it. Misha should have no problems with this, right?"

Tsuchimikado asked Misha, who only responded with a "My first response: Definite". She then pulled out a saw, and without anyone's assistance, she jumped up to the porch above the first level and hid at a small window next to the second level.

While Kamijou was still reeling from shock, he saw Kanzaki jump up in front of her. Without any assistance, she actually jumped over Misha, who was on the first level porch, and silently landed on the second level roof. She then moved to the other side of the roof, the part that was facing the yard.

That was too ridiculous, completely illogical. That was like a child asking how to run faster and an adult answering seriously with 'put an engine on your body'. It was too illogical that even common sense was denied.

After Kanzaki and Misha left with a to-be-expected look, Tsuchimikado walked out from the hedge. 

Being left behind, Kamijou asked Tsuchimikado, "A...oi! What about me?"

"Kanzaki nee-chin didn't mention you, so that means you better stay here, nya?" Tsuchimikado turned around and continued, "You just saw it, Kami-yan. There are 3 magicians that have superhuman physical abilities, so don't worry."

"Bu...but...two of them are girls."

Hearing Kamijou's words, Tsuchimikado cackled like a hyena as he stared through the blue shades at Kamijou.

"Please, Kami-yan, Kanzaki nee-chin is a Saint with the Stigma. Can that weapon who has the power of a Saint be considered a girl?"

"...Saint weapon?"

"That's right, Kami-yan. Didn't I explain the Idol Theory to you yesterday? Though the crosses on the roofs of churches are fake, as long as the shape is the same, they can obtain a certain amount of power."

Tsuchimikado explained this really quickly while noticing Kanzaki and Misha's movements.

"The same theory can be applied to duplicate items of God. Humans are created in God's image, so it's possible to infuse humans with God's blessing. Of course, only a few people have the privilege to be humans similar to God. Someone like Kanzaki nee-chin, who's naturally born with the blessing of God, has the proof of a Saint: the Stigma. Once she releases the power of the Stigma, she can, for a short while, gain power that far exceeds a human. Right now, Kanzaki nee-chin can take down an entire city on her own, you know?"

Tsuchimikado said his goodbyes to Kamijou and hid beside the main door, inserting the silver key into the keyhole.

Being left alone behind the hedge, Kamijou started to wonder.

Was it really good to leave everything to them? It was true that those magicians were fighting experts. Recalling the overwhelming power Misha had displayed yesterday in defeating Hino Jinsaku, he felt that there was nothing much to worry about.

However...

Did those people really realize how hard it was to fight in the darkness?

In an indoor battle in the darkness, the most terrifying thing wasn't attacks that came from the enemy, but to have their own people kill each other. Two figures who met each other face to face in the darkness or that popped out from a corner may end up attacking each other accidentally, and that was the scariest thing. Though Kamijou wasn't an expert in night fighting, when he was fighting on the alleys, he knew that if he had to fight when he couldn't escape, he had to choose an empty space, for there may be an ambush in the dark corners.

And Hino Jinsaku would definitely understand that.

He should know how to let the enemies fight against each other in the darkness. Maybe the sneak attack last night caused Kamijou to overestimate Hino's abilities, but he had deliberately pulled up the curtains to create a dark space. It was a logical guess that his aim was to let his enemies kill each other.

(Cheh...if that's the case, the stronger the companions, the worse it is!)

Kamijou frantically dashed to the entrance, where Tsuchimikado was. He nearly knocked into a short artificial bird nest near the door as he rushed over.

"Wait for me, Tsuchimikado!"

Tsuchimikado cursed, but there was no time to argue. He softly, but firmly said to Kamijou, "...I'm going in. Kami-yan, follow me from behind. But don't think that it's a safe zone. Most importantly, watch your back."

Kamijou also knew that there wasn't going to be a safe zone. He wanted to bicker back like a child, but he saw that Tsuchimikado had already turned the key in the keyhole.

With a short inhale, Tsuchimikado forcefully slammed the door open.

BAM! The loud cannon-like opening of the door echoed throughout the empty residence.

(Uu...!)

Looking into the door, Kamijou nearly shouted out.

Hot air flowed out from the dark interior of the door, and the sealed space of hot air had a strange stench in it. It was like putting a rotting crab into a sink, and causing the water in the sink to let out such a stench as it stimulated Kamijou's nose and eyes.

From within the darkness 'zz--', the sound of a tire letting out air could be heard.

The wide open rectangular door looked like some mysterious sink.

At that moment, Tsuchimikado didn't intend to do any meaningless deal. He silently headed forward, and Kamijou followed Tsuchimikado from behind as he entered that man-made darkness.

The door was like a spring as it closed from behind Kamijou.

The hot air surrounded Kamijou, as if he had entered a beast's lair.

Though the curtains and windows blocked out the light, it was not completely dark. There were small gaps in between the thick curtains. If he had used tape to seal all the windows and curtains up, maybe Hino could have created complete darkness. But he hadn't.

(However...)

It was because it was not a complete darkness, but a dark space that had some light, that one would have a bad feeling about it. Because they could see the silhouette, an ordinary umbrella could be seen as a squatting person. If someone suddenly appeared from behind a wall, it was likely that they would attack before they could even identify the person. The nekotama on the shoe shelf and the red mailbox shaped decoration formed a scary black figure, and the wooden sword gift that was stabbed at the umbrella rack looked like an arm that had been severed. If they opened the floor on the corridor, there may have been a rotting corpse underneath. If they pulled the wallpaper down, they may have seen an old coffin hammered in.

There were huge South American masks, Moai statues and other religious decorations all over the place. Those should be what Touya had bought when he went overseas.

Upon entering the room, there was a glass door on the right side, and the front lead to the second level. There were also two doors beside the stairs. One of them had a lock, it should be the toilet, right?

(Where's Kanzaki and Misha...?)

Kamijou looked up; there was no sound at all. Of course, if he could hear their voices here, it would be meaningless for them to sneak in.

Tsuchimikado continued to walk on.

He headed toward the toilet, opened the door silently, and peered inside. He then closed the door; seemed like Hino wasn't inside. Tsuchimikado then opened the door beside the toilet, and this time, Kamijou followed him.

On opening the door, the ripping sound that was like a balloon losing air got even louder, and the stench that irritated the nose got even stronger.

It was the changing room.

They could somewhat see the silhouette of the washing machines, clothes dryer and face-washing sink. There was a frosted glass sliding door beside, and it was not hard to imagine that it linked to the bathroom.

Tsuchimikado pulled the frosted glass door open and looked inside.

The bathroom seemed to have become a warm and humid place. There was a plastic turtle on the ground, and it was likely something that could float in a bathtub. The entire place didn't look like a bathroom, but rather, a basement for imprisoning children.

Tsuchimikado looked into the empty bathtub.

Kamijou turned back to look at the changing room. The mirror at the washing sink was pitch black like a sea at night. There was hair wax, T-shaped shavers and Western chess-shaped glass bottles arranged on it. It seemed like Touya chose all those overseas gifts based on personal liking?

Tsuchimikado pushed Kamijou aside and headed to the other end of the changing room. That place seemed to be the kitchen.

(...Hold on...)

Kamijou had a bad feeling about this. A strange stench was carried by the air flowing out of the kitchen. The sharp stench that was getting stronger as they headed to the kitchen was...

"...(Tsuchimikado! Hurry up and get away!)"

Kamijou thought that he had held his voice low, but unexpectedly, his voice in the darkness was extremely loud. The unexpected volume caused Kamijou's heart to beat unnaturally.

But Tsuchimikado didn't say anything and he gave Kamijou a look "What's up?"

"...(It's gas! This is the smell of gas! That guy turned on the gas valve!)"

Hearing Kamijou say that, Tsuchimikado seemed shocked and his shoulders trembled.

Maybe Hino had already discovered that Kamijou and company wanted to enter and had already escaped. He may have intended to set fire from the outside and blow up Kamijou and company (or maybe Hino thought that the intruders were assault forces). Kamijou took one step back after another and tried to leave the kitchen. At that moment, Tsuchimikado may have felt that it was dangerous to stay there, and he took a step out to where Kamijou was.

''Suddenly, in the blink of an eye.''

''Behind Tsuchimikado—in the kitchen, a skinny figure silently appeared behind him.''

"Tsu...!"

Just as Kamijou wanted to shout, that person raised the sickle and hacked down at Tsuchimikado with a terrifying arc.

Who could have expected that?

In this house that was filled with gas, the person who turned the gas on had actually hidden in the most dangerous place.

Having been caught in this psychological blind spot, Tsuchimikado still hadn't realized the death presence behind him.

The sickle stabbed down towards Tsuchimikado's head--

"!"

--In the nick of time, Kamijou managed to knock Tsuchimikado aside. Even though the changing room was extremely narrow, a meter to the side was all they needed to touch the wall, the distance was more than enough to evade the knife.

The blade swept through the darkness, and Kamijou, who knocked Tsuchimikado aside, felt a sharp burning pain on the wrist.

He had gotten hit, but the wound was shallow. Kamijou ignored it as he stared straight ahead. Hino Jinsaku raised the sickle back up again and attacked Kamijou's face from the front.

Facing the silver knife that was coming down, Kamijou intended to grab something beside him and block that strike. But on reaching out his right hand, he didn't manage to grab anything, and a nightmarish thought suddenly appeared in Kamijou's mind.

Even thought it hadn't completely filled the place, the gas there was thick enough.

If he used something hard to block a blade, the sparks that flew off could explode the entire changing room!

"You...bastard!"

Standing besides him, Tsuchimikado frantically kicked Hino's sickle (or rather, the hand that was holding it) and prevented it from stabbing Kamijou's neck. The sickle flew out and landed on the washing machine. Kamijou was terrified, but it was a good thing that no sparks flew out.

Great chance. Kamijou intended to slam into Hino's abdomen and render him immobile.

But at that moment, Hino opened the mouth with saliva and blood all over it.

"GYAHHHHHH!!!!"

He screamed like a beast. Seeing Hino's open mouth that was filled with saliva, Kamijou hesitated due to fear. At that moment, Hino suddenly charged past Kamijou, grabbed the sickle on the washing machine and dashed out of the room.

"DON'T YOU RUN AWAY!"

Tsuchimikado shouted as he pursued Hino from behind. At that moment, Kamijou finally got free from the momentary freeze. He hesitated for a while, wondering whether he should follow Tsuchimikado, but finally decided to run into the kitchen.

The smell of gas in the kitchen was too terrifying. It was thick enough that static electricity on the slightest rubbing of clothes could cause an explosion. The microwave oven that had three tiger toys on it, the metallic fridge that had a wooden badge on it, the basin with multicolored glass bottles placed there...there were metallic objects and electrical appliances that could trigger a spark all over, and that caused Kamijou to tremble.

(Anyway...got to shut the gas! I don't want to get blown up in my own house!)

In the darkness, Kamijou found the gas stove, which had an aluminum hood covering it. Looking closer, he could see that the gas pipe had been pulled out. Kamijou carefully reached his hand out, as if cutting the red wire on a bomb, and gently twisted the gas valve shut.

The terrifying ripping sound stopped.

No explosion, Kamijou heaved a sigh of relief. He then opened the back door, and the summer sunlight shone in, causing Kamijou's eyes to feel irritated, as he was used to the darkness. His skin may have felt the poisonous gas flow away. The outdoor summer air that he had always thought to be harmful to his own body never felt so good.

At that moment...

The sound of a man's hoarse voice and frantic footsteps could be heard.

Kamijou turned back to look. The fighting sounds seemed to come from the darkness deep inside the living room. It must be Hino and Tsuchimikado. Footsteps could clearly be heard from the second level; it seemed like Kanzaki and Misha felt that there was no need to keep their footsteps' volume down.

Kamijou frantically dashed out of the kitchen and into the living room.

The living room was wide. There was a large television set at the wall, and there was a short table suitably far away. The floor had a thin-furred carpet. There was a cupboard at the wall opposite the television, and there was excess space beside it that was used to hold an old jukebox.

Tsuchimikado and Hino were standing between the television and the short table. Hino was waving the sickle crazily, while Tsuchimikado was not blocking as he completely dodged and waited for a chance to fight back. There was an ashtray, a metallic tabletop clock and other items beside Tsuchimikado that he could use to block, but it seemed like Tsuchimikado didn't dare to randomly create sparks for fear of igniting the gas.

(Don't tell me...that's part of his plan...)

Kamijou again realized the terror Hino was capable of. Using the act of skimming on the verge of death to psychologically limit the enemy's attacks. He had never seen such a method of fighting before.

In that situation, Kamijou was unable to help at all. If he was to randomly grab a weapon and charge, he may end up crashing and igniting the gas. If he didn't use any weapons, Kamijou wasn't confident that he could dodge that serial killer Hino's knife which seemed to have a mind of its own.

Tsuchimikado seemed to notice what Kamijou was thinking.

"DON'T COME OVER, KAMI-YAN!"

The moment Tsuchimikado shouted that, Hino's attention was diverted onto Kamijou.

But at that moment, while Hino was distracted, Tsuchimikado charged in at Hino. So this was Tsuchimikado's plan.

"!"

Completely shocked, Hino frantically tried to wave the knife, but it was too late. Almost sticking to Hino, Tsuchimikado twisted his abdomen and swung his arm with all his weight. However, he was not using his fists to punch like an ordinary fighter, but an elbow at Hino's chest. This hit that was infused with all of a person's weight could break ribs and pierce through a heart. It was a complete killer blow.

And Hino Jinsaku.

Facing that hammer-like blow that was about to hit his unguarded chest.

Hino actually used his fractured left arm to block it.

''GUH!! The sound of teeth biting a rotten fruit could be heard.''

Kamijou couldn't help but close his eyes and he turned his head away in reflex. Some warm fluids spurted onto his face.

Kamijou started to wonder if Hino Jinsaku was crazy.

This serious sense of disgust overwhelmed Kamijou. An irritating feeling climbed up his fingers.

"GYAH!!"

Kamijou heard Hino cry out in delight. That was Hino's psychological tactic. Even though he understood that, he would still turn away on reflex. Hino intended to use that to seal Tsuchimikado's movements.

Ah! The sound of the sickle swing <!--deleted "that should be late " -Cthaeh -->ripped through the air.

"TSUCHIMIKADO!"

Unable to face this terrifying image, Kamijou shouted out.

BAM!

What rang out wasn't the knife hitting, but the impact of an elbow.

"Eh?"

Puzzled, Kamijou inadvertently opened his eyes.

Tsuchimikado wasn't afraid at all. He didn't turn his head away, he wasn't stiff. he stared at the enemy straight in the face and slammed the hammer-like elbow straight into the enemy's face.

"What?"

Tsuchimikado casually retorted.

Tsuchimikado was grinning, and not sadistically or psychotically. He was just smiling normally and naturally like a child.

Psychological attacks didn't work on him.

They had no effect on him at all.

Having suffered an elbow strike, Hino's body felt like it had been slammed by a metal bat. He didn't touch the floor as he flew two meters away. Having been seriously injured, Hino continued to roll on the floor until he hit the cupboard.

"Alright, time to ask him some questions nya."

Tsuchimikado bared his fangs and grins.

The eyes behind the blue shades were grinning like a beast.

Hino seemed to be conscious, but he didn't have any ability to fight back now. His body had already lost all balance, and his limbs could merely tremble. He looked like a dead bug now.

This unexpected ending caused Kamijou to almost stop thinking.

At that moment, Kanzaki and Misha finally descended down to the first level.

"Are you alright, Tsuchimikado?"

After saying that, Kanzaki frowned.

"...What's this smell?"

"Ah..."

Kamijou remembered that gas was heavier than air, so Kanzaki and Misha, who were on the second level, didn't smell it.

After Kamijou explained about the gas, Kanzaki looked somewhat nervous.

"We'll take care of the interrogation of Hino Jinsaku, can you please open the windows?"

On first glance, Kanzaki's proposal seemed logical, but Kamijou still asked, "Oi, why don't we bring him away from here first?"

"I intend to interrogate him here until we get the information we need. I don't want to give him any chance to get away."

"Oh."

Though Kamijou didn't really agree with this, he still nodded his head.

But since they agreed to do so, they should scatter the gas out of the house. It would be terrible if Hino gave up and tried to blow the place up. Kamijou walked around every single corner and opened all the windows. The whole house was filled with foreign exotic gifts. That strange habit really dumbfounded Kamijou, but now was not the time to worry about it.

After opening all the windows, Kamijou returned back to the living room. All the curtains and windows were open, and this wasn't a dark hellish place, but an ordinary living room.

"...I don't know..."

The moment he walked into the living room, he saw the limp Hino lying beside the cupboard, saying,

"What are you saying...what Angel Fall...I don't know...Angel-sama, I don't understand what these people are talking about. Please tell me...it's weird...it's weird...why did it end up like this..."

Hino continued to mutter to himself softly, as if he was playing a record that was extended due to the heat. It was like he was talking to himself, yet as if he was trying to attract the other magician's attention.

Tsuchimikado revealed a happy yet mysterious smile.

"Alright, we'll begin with our inquisition. Remember, if you want to surrender, tell us Angel Fall's ritual place. Which part should I start with? How about I dislocate the elbow joints, right? Your arms can go long when your joints are broken, but lets go with a centimeter at a time."

That casual tone Tsuchimikado was using made Kamijou feel numb. Misha was holding onto the chisel and the saw as she stood beside Tsuchimikado. They were supposed to be tools for carpentry, but the moment the timing and location changed, they became such terrifying weapons.

But Hino's attitude didn't change.

His weak and limp limbs didn't move at all, as Hino continued to mutter,

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know..."

The flat monotone crept Kamijou out.

At that moment, the index finger that was lying limp on the floor suddenly started to crawl like a caterpillar.

The finger was moving on its own, as if the wrist muscles got hit with an electrical current. The finger continued to write what seemed to be words, but as there was no ink, he couldn't form words.

Hino looked happy as he stroked the carpet with the finger.

"Ahh, Angel-sama, Angel-sama..."

The mouth full of saliva continued to utter that mysterious chant.

Kamijou inadvertently asked, "Angel-sama?"

"Yes, Angel-sama...always lives within me, Angel-sama...will always answer my problems, Angel-sama, definitely won't be wrong, Angel-sama, I will earn happiness by serving you always..."

Hino continued to say this as his hand trembled, as if his hand got spasms. And Kanzaki was starting to worry about Hino's hand.

"That's right, Angel-sama will always be right, so I turned the gas on, Angel-sama said, that if I can use the ambulance, I can use the chance to escape..."

Kamijou saw the words Hino Jinsaku carved into his own abdomen through his own knife: CALL AN AMBULANCE.

"...It translates to 'Call an ambulance', nya?"

Looking down at where Kamijou was looking, Tsuchimikado commented as he stared at Hino's abdomen.

I see, Kamijou thought. The people who were supposed to rush into the house wasn't Kamijou and company, but the assault forces. The assault forces who were wearing full armor and helmets.

Hino Jinsaku originally intended to hide in the bathroom or someplace where it was safer, and once the assault team entered, he would blow the gas up and grab their equipment. He would then act as an injured person and let them lift him onto the ambulance...and then use that chance to get away.

But as for the Angel-sama that Hino had been talking about, Kamijou felt that something was not right.

Hino continued to write on the floor with such strong force that his fingers seemed like they were about to break.

Feeling wary, Kanzaki said in a loud voice, "Stop what you're doing, Hino Jinsaku. This isn't an idle threat, I'll draw the sword if you don't listen."

Kanzaki's voice was as cold as the blade, but Hino's hand continued to move.

Continue, continue, he continued to write on the floor.

"U...Uwah...I, I can't stop! Angel-sama couldn't stop!"

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But Hino himself seemed to be afraid of Kanzaki.

Hino looked like he was about to cry, and yet about to laugh. Only the right hand was writing like a monster.

(...?)

Kamijou suddenly had a weird feeling.

He seemed to have seen this before, no, heard of this before.

No, it was during lessons.

During the summer remedials, Komoe-sensei had mentioned it during lessons.

What he remembered, was research about whether a person's body could have two different powers—

"—That's right, split personalities!"

Assuming that a person's consciousness was a network; if this person didn't want to remember a memory he couldn't endure and sealed off a part of the network, it was called Schizophrenia. And if the sealed part decided to split up and work as an independent network, it was called a dissociative identity disorder—which was also commonly known as a split personality disorder.

The TV programs had mentioned it before.

Hino Jinsaku was once diagnosed with split personality disorder, and there was even a mass debate about whether he should be prosecuted.

The split personality need not be like those depicted in manga or movies, where personality A and personality B were separate. Sometimes, the two personalities could interfere with one another.

For example, there was one case of a patient with dual personalities telling the doctor that when he faces the mirror, he would find the mirror talking back to himself. But after the doctor's investigation, the result was that the patient was just talking to himself. In other words, personality A didn't realize that his mouth was being controlled by personality B.

Maybe Hino's right hand was the same thing?

If Hino was a split personality patient, his right hand would have another personality controlling it.

"That's right, Angel Fall's side effect is to switch the inside and the appearance, right?"

Kamijou asked Kanzaki.

"What about people with split personalities? Do they count as having an appearance and two insides?"

"Eh?"

Kanzaki stared at Kamijou.

"What I mean is," Kamijou stared at Kanzaki's eyes and said, "Is there a possibility that Hino Jinsaku's 'personality A' and 'personality B' got switched?"

On hearing this, everyone was stunned.

"If it's just the two personalities with the appearance of Hino Jinsaku changing with each other, he should still be Hino Jinsaku to others, right?"

Kamijou pondered for a while, and then continued.

"If that's really the case, Hino Jinsaku really got affected by Angel Fall, and is not the real culprit."

Speechless.

The magicians all remained stiff as they heard Kamijou's declaration.

"What's the answer? Do people with split personalities count as having two insides? Or are they two personalities in the same inside?"

"..."

Kanzaki couldn't answer, and could only turn to Tsuchimikado and Misha. However, nobody could tell her the answer. Ever since Angel Fall occurred, nobody ever considered the special case of a split personality patient.

At this moment, the person who broke the silence was actually Hino Jinsaku.

"STOP, STOP, STOP BLABBERING! YOU...WHY ARE YOU SAYING THE SAME THING AS THAT WEIRD DOCTOR!? ANGEL-SAMA REALLY EXISTS! ANGEL-SAMA REALLY EXISTS! WHY DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND THIS!?"

To Hino, having the existence of Angel-sama denied seemed to be much more painful than getting his own life taken away. Besides, Hino would even kill without hesitation for this Angel-sama.

But his words couldn't prove anything.

Those words ended up making Kanzaki and the rest even more confused.

"Did...did a doctor tell you that? Your Angel-sama was once diagnosed as just a simple split personality!?"

"UUU...!!!"

Hearing that question, Hino trembled.

"DON'T, DON'T BE LIKE THIS! DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THIS!! THAT DOCTOR DOESN'T KNOW ANYTHING!!! HE DOESN'T KNOW ANYTHING!!!!"

Hino continued to tremble like a child, and Kamijou inadvertently turned to look away.

Though it was a killer in front of him, Kamijou had a weird sense of guilt within him.

"Seems like I'm right." Kamijou sighed heavily and said, "Hino Jinsaku is a patient with split personality. He wasn't switched, but has his personality A and personality B switched about."

Kamijou bitterly grimaced as he made this conclusion.

"—In other words, Hino Jinsaku isn't the culprit who triggered Angel Fall."