Murphy's Law. Generally refers to a certain psychological effect. The meaning is as follows↓ If there are two or more ways to do something, If one of these choices will lead to disaster, someone will definitely make that choice. The bottom line is: If something can go wrong, no matter how small the chance is, it will. Especially when there are scenes in the editing highlights that deliberately lead the audience to guess, the incident is bound to happen. Ah.. Really. He was clearly someone who knew this matter very well from the beginning.

But I still had some hope. "I am really a..." Suddenly, a burst of self-loathing broke out. The scene of Index fainting on the screen and Touma being unable to do anything about it made Touma feel overwhelmed. Feelings of regret and self-blame caused him to pound the table hard; A surge of guilt and strong hostility towards the country that treated Index as a slave rose up in her heart. "Touma?" On the verge of an emotional outburst; A familiar and helpless voice sounded. Look up. The silver-haired nun was looking at him at a loss. Her expression was panicked. But it's not about treating the horror that's happening within the video itself. It was the same as Kamijou Touma; The panic and confusion that only appear when seeing the strong emotions between each other. Index is worried about Touma. "Ah... Sorry, Index." "I'm sorry, Index, but I just can't stand forgiving a bastard who did something like this." The hedgehog-haired boy forced a smile. He was clearly not very motivated but he still maintained a smile: "Even if this happens again in the future, I will definitely handle it!"

Index opened her mouth and was about to say something. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. This broke the somewhat stalemate. Who would knock on the door at a time like this? [Ka-da! ] The doorbell gradually stopped ringing. Touma had no intention of leaving the guest alone. Just wait until the door opens. The boy was slightly shocked. After hesitating for a while, he opened the door and looked at the fiery red figure with a dark face. "It seems that what I said was right, Stiyl! If your people still have this method of controlling Index..." I haven't had time to finish my words. The final condemnation was silenced by Stiyl's angry punch to the wall. [Boom——! 】 The fire mage, who always had a cold attitude, stabbed his fist against the wall to vent his anger. He felt severe pain, but he remained silent. If there is any weakness among the magicians whose bodies have been tempered by life-and-death duels, it is the flesh itself which cannot be strengthened even by magic. But at this time, the anger that arises from the heart; The boy, who never liked to vent his anger physically, didn't even feel how much pain his fist caused. yes.. The pain from a fist is unbearable. But no matter how much pain there is. There was no way to fight the pain in my heart that felt like my flesh and blood were being torn away. That's right. Everything seemed to be written in advance. In various events. There are various triggers. No matter how things change, they still remain the same; But in these difficult incidents, there is always a situation where the child gets hurt. "It's really ironic that the final result was completely predicted by an outsider like you." Stiyl tilted his head a little stubbornly, but his shaking and clenched fists expressed the unwillingness and loneliness in the young man's heart.

Well designed. All of everything. Everything is carefully designed from start to finish. In the eyes of the British royal family and the English Puritans. The safety and freedom of that child were completely disregarded; only the lofty and supreme records of the magic path were what they pursued and desired. Within the video screen. War is inevitable. But at least it's realistic.. Steele made a request that would have been impossible to make before. From his point of view, from the bloody storms he was accustomed to, and from his rationality, this request was a ridiculous and absurd joke. “Run away, Kamijou Touma. With your talent and luck, this is something you can do, right?” He looked up. Looking at Kamijou Touma, who was shocked by the request and had not yet recovered from it, Repeat the next sentence a second time. "After you evacuate Academy City, you can go to any desolate mountain or forest. As long as you can make this child happy, it's fine." "Until then, I will do my best to escort you out of Academy City, and I swear on my magical name." With this oath. The atmosphere remained stagnant for a long time. Suddenly, everything seemed to freeze at this moment. Steele left behind his identity and his partner and came here alone. At this moment, he mustered up all his courage, and after saying this, he looked up at this peer who always made him feel disgusted: "What do you say, layman!" Kamijou Touma: “…” There was no response. Instead, he continued to lower his head. "..." "Tsk, you guys, even at this point you still act like a protagonist." "..." "say!"

Always silent. Unexplained calm. Stiyl, who seemed to be mostly angry and humiliated, suddenly jumped up and grabbed Kamijou Touma by the collar. Seeing this, Index wanted to intervene, but when she stretched her arm into the air, she suddenly discovered an indisputable reality... Of the two people in front of me, one is the person I cherish and care about the most now, and the other is the person who was left in my deleted memory in the past but still resolutely stands in the dark and tries to protect me. she.. There seemed to be no way to intervene in this matter. But no matter what. Even so, the silver-haired nun would rather follow her heart. She raised her head resolutely, her tone still a little hesitant, but she still said: "You..you stop fighting and let Touma go!!" "But, Index..." Stiyl spoke very quickly, which meant that he was really anxious, but after seeing that familiar face and hearing her talking to him again, the Fire Mage's heart softened and he wanted to persuade her with kind words. But at this moment—— "puff..." Suddenly. An inexplicable smile popped out. Although it is absurd, such voices can still appear in such a tense atmosphere. But these notes were indeed the notes that came out from the mouth of a boy named Kamijou Touma. Is it a mockery? Stiyl frowned, helplessly tugged at the other's collar, leaned in and looked at the corner of his mouth that was clearly smiling, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you laughing at me?" laugh at? "No, Stiyl, I just find it a little funny." "funny?" Steele found it ridiculous. However, the sudden tight and painful feeling on his wrist made him lower his head and look at his wrist that was grabbed by the young Kamijou boy. When I looked up again, I saw a pair of deep eyes glowing brightly, eyes that had never shown any sign of discouragement from the beginning to the end... what. . . "Ah...yes, it's hilarious, you stupid bastard." "We're obviously competitors, but you're still pretending to be a nice guy who wants to help me. This is not your style at all, Stiyl!"

"what?" "You're obviously not someone who would worry about me, right?" Straight to the point, he opened up the topic. Kamijou Touma raised his head, his eyes sparkling with stars, and said to his peer right in front of him, "You have always cared about Index, and always thought that everything is worth it as long as Index is happy. Even if you are forgotten, you still want to see her smile. Since you want Index to be happy so much, aren't you my competitor!?" Competitors. What a ridiculous word. At this time, the three magicians who had visited Touma's house not long ago gathered together.