Magical Index: Become a Girl and Come to Academy City

The 22nd District is the one that has developed the most underground space. The entire district is divided into ten levels, with upward and downward lanes spirally attached to the outside of the cylinder, connecting the various levels.

In the seventh-level emergency hospital of this school district, the seriously injured hedgehog-haired boy lay quietly in the intensive care unit.

The hospital is a place that most people cannot enter, but for the fifth person's "psychological control", it doesn't matter what he thinks.

The walls of the intensive care unit were made of glass, probably to facilitate confirmation of changes in the patient from the outside. From the corridor, one could see Kamijou Touma lying inside.

The door opened.

The girl in white nun's robes was lying on the bed, sleeping quietly. She was really too tired. She had been guarding Kamijou Touma all the time until he was hospitalized.

Shokuhou Misaki walked slowly to the bedside and looked at Kamijou Touma, whose body was wrapped in bandages and faintly bleeding. She stared at him blankly for a long time and for a moment forgot the purpose of her coming here.

After an unknown amount of time, Shokuhou Misaki finally recovered from the scene before her and greeted her in a hoarse voice, "Come in. Place his right hand on your forehead and touch it. Be gentle and pay attention to his injury."

After receiving Shokuhou's order, Kaimei walked out from the shadows. As a crisp shattering sound was heard, her eyes changed strangely.

It wasn't just the control Shokuhou Misaki exerted over her that flooded into her brain, along with the recovered memories.

"This bastard!" Xie Mei cursed in a low voice in grievance, the sound of her teeth gnashing was louder than her whisper.

This result made Shokuhou breathe a sigh of relief. "I don't know what method she used, but even my ability can't restore my memory. But fortunately, this method can be destroyed by his right hand."

"I'm going to find her and ask her clearly." Xie Mei left resolutely.

But Shokuhou held her back. "No, we still don't know why Tenkawa is like this, and she has a way of monitoring us. We're lucky we took advantage of the moment she wasn't watching. You need to go back quickly and act like nothing happened. I've got Kumokawa-san's plan in your head. You can act when the time comes."

"Okay!" Without any hesitation, although she felt a little unhappy, Xie Mei still chose to follow Shokuhou's advice.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Kamijou Touma's weak breathing changed. He struggled to open his eyes and looked at Index who was sleeping on the bed waiting for him to wake up. He couldn't help feeling heartbroken.

If he were lying here now, his friends representing the Amakusa Cross Sect would be fighting for him.

The electrode patches on the chest and abdomen used to collect data were torn off. With his whole body wrapped in bandages, Kamijou Touma carried Index to the bed, gently covered her with a quilt, and rushed to the battlefield again.

Even at three o'clock in the morning underground, there were still people walking on the streets.

Misaka Mikoto was complaining on the side of the road. She had come to the 22nd District to experience the hot spring bath here in order to get a bath. However, due to some force majeure, the "oxygen depletion alarm" was issued and the entrance and exit of the 22nd District were blocked.

"So what's going on in Academy City? There are alarms almost every day now. It's probably too late to go back to the dorms now. If the dorm warden finds out I'm not here, s ...

Misaka Mikoto gasped.

"Looks like we can't go back directly now, so let's choose a high-end hotel to stay in."

In this way, she walked along the spiral slope to the seventh level.

But at this moment, an unusual figure appeared in front of him, walking precariously under the street light, as if he would fall to the ground at any time.

Kamijou Touma, with electrodes still stuck to his cheeks and arms, and the wires still hanging on the ground, was trying hard to walk towards the battlefield.

"Idiot! What's wrong with you? And what about the wires of these electrodes... Did you sneak out from some hospital?" Mikoto looked surprised.

Kamijou Touma turned his head, his eyes no longer able to focus. He could only vaguely look at the person in front of him and weakly uttered, "It's Misaka..."

He slowly removed his hand from the streetlight and started walking again. As he tried to pass Mikoto, his knees suddenly gave out.

Misaka Mikoto hurried forward to support him, using herself as a crutch to hold on.

She didn't know what happened to the boy. In fact, she never knew. Every time, a girl she had never seen before would appear around him for no apparent reason, and every time he would be injured and hospitalized for no apparent reason.

But she could guess that, just like when he fought against Accelerator to save his sisters, Kamijou Touma must be fighting now for a similar reason.

But the more she knew this, the greater the shock Misaka Mikoto felt.

Finally, she couldn't help but ask, "Why did you lose your memory? How much do you remember about our relationship?"

Kamijou looked at Mikoto in surprise, who was clinging to his arm tightly. "So you already know everything."

Misaka Mikoto said from the bottom of her heart: "Why can't you ask for help? Even if it's just words like 'help me' or 'please', as long as you say it to me, I will stand by you without hesitation."

"But... I can't!" the boy gave this answer.

He replied weakly, "I can no longer remember the past, but it is the me who no longer remembers that makes me act now. It's not in my head, but in my heart. So even without having to think about the past, I know what I want to do and what I should do."

Misaka Mikoto's voice softened, and she said in a pleading tone, "Then you can tell me now. You can tell me about your amnesia, the difficulties you've experienced before, or what enemies you're going to face now. You can tell me everything, and I can help you fight."

"No, Misaka, what you need to do now is to go back to the dormitory and have a good sleep. Don't worry, I will be fine. I will stand in front of you tomorrow and say good morning to you." Kamijou Touma flatly refused.

Misaka Mikoto's heart sank to the bottom. "Why are you so stubborn even though you've lost such an important memory? You have to be the one who saves everything instead of the one who asks for help. Just for once, let's switch places and let me protect you this time, okay?"

When she said this, she seemed to be longing, longing for Kamijou Touma to agree and bow to him once.

However, the boy did not respond to her expectations.

"Misaka, even if my memory hadn't been lost in the accident, what I should do would still be the same." Kamijou Touma would not be shaken by whether he had memories or not.