This is my take on a more powerful Kamijou Touma. I tried not to make him too OP, but meh, it is what it is. Hope you like it. I also kind of changed some of the timelines around, but that's what makes it so much fun. And you if you haven't seen the New Opening for To Aru Majutsu no Index III, trust me when I say, you will LOVE it. Though I still think they rushed some of the episodes in the new anime.

Kamijou Touma defines himself with just one word.

Unlucky.

Bad luck strikes when he leasts expects it, but nowadays he does expect it. Story of his life really, but unlike before, it doesn't bother him as much. Despite his constant bad luck, he got to meet some interesting people here in Academy City. Academy City, also known as Academy City of Science and Technology is a landlocked sovereign city-state whose territory consists of a walled enclave within the Tokyo Metropolitan Employment Area. The city has a number of schools and institutions of higher learning from kindergarten to university level that learn side-by-side along with the scientists who research on psychic powers and higher technology. The technology here is actually 30 years ahead of its time, not only that but Academy City is also composed of 23 Districts, called school districts. This place is also a haven for those with abilities.

Espers.

Individuals who have the ability to use psychic abilities, such as Electrokenesis, Pyrokenesis, Teleportation, etc. Those with Esper abilities are ranked by level, from Level 0 to Level 5, and Academy City has produced 7 Level 5's. Kamijou is only a Level 0, but that's perfectly fine with him. If there's one thing he doesn't want, its to be ranked a Level 5 for it seems more troublesome than its worth. And despite how those of Skill Out despise their Level 0 status, he's fine with it. It means he's normal, even though the sad truth is, he's not. He will never be normal and he has to accept that, but that doesn't mean he'll stop trying to have a normal life. Even with his own ability, which has come into question by many scientists.

Imagine Breaker.

He's had it since birth, or so he believes, but that's all he has to go on. Its not an Esper ability. He knows what Imagine Breaker truly is...

For he's met its true form.

With a yawn, he stretched his arms above his head as it was currently night time and he was walking home by taking the bridge. He had just got done taking care of some thugs that were trying to hit on a Level 5, and not just any Level 5, but the Ranked #3 Level 5–Mikoto Misaka. He would have intervened but decided not to for he had to hurry and get home and get a strawberry cake he bought to his roommate. Unfortunately as stated before, bad luck strikes whether he expects it to or not. Just as he passed by the group of thugs and Mikoto Misaka a small rock had hit one in the back of the head. This made the thug angry of course, making him turn to the source, which just so happened to be him. He was still walking away when the thug called out to him, but decided to ignore the guy. Now what do thugs do when you ignore them? Come charging at you of course. When the guy was close enough he kicked him in the gut, sending him flying away from his buddies and Mikoto Misaka. Sighing, he made a move to leave again, but the others wouldn't allow that apparently. Seeing no other choice, he decided to end it.

And he did.

Once the thugs knew who he was they ran away quickly, and he wasted no time in leaving the area. Luckily the strawberry cake was unharmed. So now here he was, on his way to get home as quickly as possible...

If only things were ever that easy, especially for him.

With a sigh, he casually blocked an incoming electric attack. A sound of breaking glass was heard before he turned his attention towards his attacker, which was none other than Tokiwadai's Ace and 3rd Ranked Level 5–Mikoto Misaka. She wouldn't be the first Level 5 he ran into while living here in Academy City, the first one he ran into was pure coincidence, but he still keeps in contact with her till this day. It was a female who is Ranked 5th and he met another Level 5, who is also female, but she was Ranked 6th. So far, he's met only two Level 5's, both of who are female, yet here he is now meeting Mikoto Misaka, another female Level 5. He's starting to wonder if he somehow attracts them without even trying.

"Do you want something, Biri Biri?" He questioned the middle schooler.

Her eyebrow twitched in annoyance, "First of all, my name isn't 'Biri Biri,' its Mikoto Misaka!" She yelled, "And second of all, I didn't need your help in dealing with those guys back there."

"I wasn't helping you," he said tiredly, "They attacked me so in self-defense I attacked right back. Speaking of which, what did you do to the ones that ran away?"

"Oh, those guys? I just gave them a little shock that's all." She said dismissively, all the while a small spark of electricity ran through her brown hair.

"Overboard, aren't we?" He murmured. If there was a common thing among Level 5's, its that they have a tendency to go overboard with their abilities and have a few screws loose. Well...there were some exceptions, probably.

'I better get going,' he thought, "Well, I'm heading off." He walked away casually with a slight wave.

"Yeah, see ya la—like hell I'm falling for that!" She shouted accusingly.

Kamijou sighed in slight annoyance. He really needed to get home and wasn't in the mood to deal with a short tempered Level 5.

"Level 5's really are troublesome." He murmured.

Somewhere else the ranked 5th Level 5 sneezed.

"Now that I've finally tracked you down, we've can finish that fight you bailed out on." She said.

"I'm not really in the mood, so can you just go back to your dorm already?" He asked nicely. Even if he asks her politely to leave him alone she'll just ignore him and try to attack him anyway.

"No way." She said in a too cheerful tone as sparks of electricity gathered around her body.

Kamijou had lost all patience with the girl and carefully set the item down, and away from him so they won't get damaged.

"A Level 5 picking a fight with a Level 0, what kind of message are you sending I wonder?" He questioned.

A bolt of lighting was his answer, so as a response to her attack he simply lifted his right arm and blocked it, like he did the last time they met, as a sound of glass breaking rang out loud.

"Hard to believe you're still claiming that after you keep stoping my electric attacks." She snarked. Him being a Level 0 was something she couldn't bring herself to believe, not with being able to block her electricity attacks like it was nothing. And he wasn't even serious in their last encounter.

"That's too bad." He said in an uncaring manner. It was always like this, no matter how many times he tells people he's a Level 0 they always have the same reaction. It was kind of annoying, "My ability lets me nullify any Esper ability targeted towards me."

"I still find it hard to believe you have an ability that nullifies other abilities, or the fact that you keep claiming to be a Level 0." Misaka said dryly as she prepared another electric attack, "Hey, do you know what a Railgun is?" She asked him out of the blue as she reached in her skirt and brought out an Arcade coin.

His eyebrow twitched, 'Is she seriously about to do what I think she's about to do?' He heard rumors about the famous Railgun, but to actually use it against someone like him? It was official, out of all of the Level 5's here in Academy City, she was by far the most short-tempered.

"Yeah, I've heard of it before." He answered with a groan. To think she would actually take it this far...oh, please of course she would take it this far. Didn't even know her that well and he'd already guessed she would use her famous Railgun on those who get on her nerves.

"Then I don't need to explain it!" She exclaimed, flicking the coin in the air as sparks of electricity coursed all through her body.

Kamijou simply watched the coin that was still in the air as he got ready to block the attack. In all honesty, he was a little curious to see her Railgun first hand, just didn't want it directed at him. He watched as it came back down and with a flick of her thumb she sent an orange beam at the black spiky haired boy. Not worried in the slightest, he lifted up his right arm as the Railgun hit it head on. The ground beneath him started forming cracks as he held his ground against the 3rd Ranked Level 5's signature attack. As the Railgun was still trying to hit its target, Kamijou began to close his right hand into a fist as the beam slowly dispersed and steam came from Kamijou's closed right fist.

He had to admit, despite not liking the Railgun attack being directed at him, it was still impressive to say the least. Such as the power of a Level 5. As he opened his right palm, he stared at the melted piece of metal that was still cooling down.

Misaka meanwhile stared in disbelief. There was no one here in Academy City who could block her Railgun, let alone what Kamijou just did. Not only did he block it, but he closed his fist around the origin of the beam and it looked like his hand and arm weren't even damaged.

'But...how?' She continued to stare, 'That's not possible. How was he able to just block it and then close his fist around the coin like its nothing?'

Kamijou ignored her bewildered look and walked over to the items he set down far away from the battlefield. He still had time to get home it seems, "I'm going back to my dorm, and you should probably do the same." with those parting words he calmly walked away as Mikoto Misaka still stood there in absolute shock.

Slowly Misaka approached the crater that Kamijou was standing in not too long ago. Bending down she reached out slowly to touch the piece of metal with caution. It felt like an eternity before she finally touched it and noticed that it wasn't hot anymore and had mostly cooled off, but that still didn't explain how he was able to do what he did.

"How...is this possible...?"

No one was around to answer her question, and even if they did, she wondered if she would even believe them.

"I'm back!" Kamijou announced as he arrived back at the Kamijou Residence located in District 7. It was a boys only dorm but there were exceptions where family members could stay and live with the boys that live in the dorms, like his best friend Tsuchimikado Motoharu's younger sister, Tsuchimikado Maika. And him and...

"Welcome home." A young voice said as the person hugged him on his way in the house.

Chuckling he stroked the person's head gently, "I'm back, Enshū."

Enshū was a cute girl who seems to be around middle school age, with black hair buns on both the sides. She was wearing a pink sweater, a miniskirt, and torn black stockings.

She wasn't his biological sister, like Maika who wasn't Tsuchimikado's biological sister either, she was adopted by him. Her original family name was 'Kihara,' but since he has a bloody feud with them for that shit they pulled on him back when he was in Middle School, he decided to give her his last name instead. Besides it sounded better anyway. Kamijō Enshū. Yep, sounded much better to him.

The Kihara Clan didn't really care about Enshū in the first place, much to his disgust, so they didn't put up a fight when it was decided she would live with him and become a member of his family. He contacted his parents back home and told them that they got a daughter and cried happy tears over the phone. They were the kind of parents that didn't care about one's background and simply accepted you for who you are. Must be where he got it from.

He lifted up the plastic bag, "Look what I got."

Enshū saw the plastic bag and instantly knew what it was. She smelled it the moment he walked through the door.

"Strawberry cake~!" Enshū had drool coming out of her mouth as she stared at the desert.

Kamijō smiled at the happy look on her face, "It was the last one, too. Let's have dinner first then you can eat it."

She nodded her head rapidly as she took the Strawberry cake and ran into the kitchen, much to Kamijō's amusement. How they met may have started off tragic, but the least he can do now, is make sure that they create new, happy memories with each other as siblings.

They sat down and had dinner with each other, and Kamijō talked about his day, making sure to leave out his encounter with Mikoto Misaka. He mentioned her once before and Enshū looked ready to hunt the girl down and destroy her. As he got ready for bed, only one thought went through his mind.

What sort of chaos will tomorrow bring?

Ask and you shall receive.

He was not amused. The unlucky Kamijō was no amused. When he woke up this morning he found out there was a citywide blackout caused by a powerful surge of electricity. Didn't take a genius to know it was Mikoto Misaka who caused it. What upset him is the fact that all of the food he had bought had spoiled, which would make anyone understandably angry. Now he had a lot of patience, but right now that patience was about to snap. How dare that girl cause the ultimate sin by making food go spoiled?! This will not go unpunished!

PING!

A noise from his phone alerted him that he just got a notification. Picking his phone up off the table he saw it was a notification of getting some money added to his account.

"Haaa..." he sighed.

Only the Academy Board Directors were capable of doing this. As much as he hated taking their dirty money, he saw it as a way for them to make up for all of the mess they put him through by not making sure a certain family didn't find out about him. He won't complain though, at least its enough for him and Enshū to eat.

"Let's go, Enshū!" He called out to the girl.

"I'm coming!" She was already dressed and ready to head off to school with him. Despite her possibly being middle school age, she was very smart, which is why she was going to the same high school as him. She's classified as a Level 0 like him, despite not being an Esper, she's also really strong, and her ability is an interesting one.

Ability: Gisu (Mimic)

The ability to mimic the thought and combat patterns of just about anyone. She's probably already done it with some, if not all of her family members. How she does is this can be considered complicated to any other person if she were to explain it to them as though it were no big deal. Here's how she's able to do it, by using the gadgets she carries around with her, she's able to display graphs and other information that displays one or more particular thought pattern. So, yeah, you should never underestimate her just because of how she looks.

"All set?"

"Yes."

They left the dorm room without seeing an individual wearing white clothing fall and land and hang off of the balcony.

Location: A Certain High School

A Certain High School.

A school located on a hill, and one needs to climb an inclination and a number of steps to reach its main entrance. The establishment is just like your normal run of the mill Japanese-style school building. The school has a large main building, towering several stories and with several other buildings surrounding the main one. Like any standard Japanese school, they have lockers for the students, parking space for the staff, a faculty room, a cafeteria, and an auditorium, and the roofs are apparently accessible to any student in the school.

Kamijō loves this school because it holds many interesting people and classmates. His two friends go here, too along with his sister, so its not all bad. His grades were average, just the way he likes it. There were some bumps here and there because of his lack of ability, but at least he wasn't failing or teetering on the edge. Enshū's really smart when it comes to science, so she's pretty much the top student in their grade, and because of her cute like appearance and child like innocence, she's become a favorite of the girls. Some boys like her, too but with a scary older brother they don't try anything, but once in awhile there's always someone...

"Kami-yan, morning!" Aogami greeted, skipping towards the siblings. His blue hair makes him standout including that pierced ear of his. Many of his classmates debated as to whether or not it was natural, but it was best to just leave that up to the imagination. Kamijō met Aogami back when he was in middle school and was going through his 'vicious rebellious phase' as he calls it. He didn't understand how, but they just somehow clicked and have been tight ever since. But there's another thing about him that he has to deal with when it comes to him...and that's...

"Ah, Enshū-chan, good morning~!" Aogami calls out to the girl as he tries to give her a hug, only to find a fist to the gut. He fell forward as Kamijō stood over him. Despite Aogami being a pretty cool guy, he's also a self-admitted pervert, lolicon, stalker, and masochist as well as numerous other fetishes, to the point where he is labeled as "Fetish King."

"Good morning, Aogami, how's your morning going?" Kamijō said nicely, but you can see the slight menacing aura around him. No male was allowed to touch his sister, but him. He was the only one allowed to give her a hug, hold her hand, and whatever else she wants.

"What a show of loving protection from Kami-yan-nii-chan, nya!" Tsuchimikado burst into the scene. Unlike Aogami, Kamijō met Tsuchimikado during their first year of high school. The blonde knows about his younger sisters origins and didn't say anything about it, but did give him a warning. Always looking out for him.

"I don't wanna hear that from a Siscon like you." Kamijō said dryly.

"Its not a crime to love one's sister!" Tsuchimikado proclaimed.

"Yes, yes, just make sure you keep it PG-13." Kamijō said, taking his seat as his sister say behind him.

Aogami chose that time to wake up, "Siscon? Hmph, foolish! Everyone know that Lolicon's tromp Siscons!"

"Say what?!" Tsuchimikado exclaimed, "You wanna bet on that?!"

"I will!"

Kamijō sighed with a smile. Its best to leave the whole 'Sister' debate to these guys. He stared out the window waiting for their teacher to arrive, and her appearance has been much to debate about, and even been rumored about, too.

Just as he was thinking about her, the door opened and in came their Sensei. Their Sensei was at the height of only 135 centimeters, pink hair and eyes, as well as her fondness to wearing cute and childish outfits, most people see Komoe as a 12 year old child. It doesn't help that she acts childish, too. Her real age is unknown, and he'd be stupid to try and ask her.

This was their sensei—Tsukuyomi Komoe.

"Good morning! Everyone take your seats." Komoe-sensei said as she walked in the classroom, "Let's start class."

Enshū promptly blushed at their sensei, "Moe-sensei."

"Nice, Enshū-cha—!" A chop to the head cut him off, courtesy of none other than Kamijō.

"Stop trying to corrupt Enshū." He said sternly.

Komoe-sensei pouted, "Kamijō-chan, no violence!"

"Any attempted corruption against my sister deserves divine punishment." He stated unapologetically.

"Kami-yan wants to keep Enshū-chan all to himself, nya~" Tsuchimikado smirked.

"Obviously." Kamijō admitted without shame.

"So openly?!" The whole class exclaimed.

Komoe's pout got even cuter, "Mou, everyone please listen to your sensei!"

Yeah, in terms of school with the best atmosphere, nothing could ever beat A Certain High School.

The two siblings were now heading back to the dorm after another day at school. But before they could head back, Kamijō needed to head to the supermarket to pick up some groceries to make up for the spoiled food. With the shopping all finished it was time to head back to the dorm to put the food up. When they put all the food up they went back outside to go eat out at their favorite place, Julian Restaurant.

They weren't even half way there when all of a sudden Enshū grabbed him by the arm and dragged him into an alley. With a confused expression he was about to ask her what was wrong, but didn't need to as he saw Mikoto Misaka pass right by them after she stopped to look around, almost as though she were looking for someone (probably him). Ah, so that's why his sister dragged him into the alley, she didn't want Misaka to notice them. His sister really couldn't stand Mikoto Misaka, but as for why that was, he had no idea.

With the destructive middle schooler gone they were back on their way to their favorite hangout spot, but stopped again when they noticed someone with odd clothing on the ground, facedown. The individual was small in stature, has a petite build. The face down individual was wearing a white nun's outfit, which made Kamijō believe this person might be a cosplayer.

Enshū poked the person and soon enough there was movement.

"Hungry..." the person groaned, the voice sounded feminine.

He sighed knowing that he couldn't just leave a young girl here to starve, and since they were close enough to the restaurant anyway.

...

This girl's a bottomless pit. Never before had he'd seen anyone eat as much as her. Can't really blame the girl though, poor thing must've gone hungry for god knows how long.

"Is it good?" He asked.

She stopped only to nod before going right back to eating. Her cheeks were getting stuffed that she looked like a chipmunk. It was almost cute.

He and Enshū had already finished eating and were now just watching her eat. Money was no longer an issue because the Academy Board Directors were sending him compensation money.

The mysterious girl finally finished eating and addressed them, "Thank you so much for your kindness! I don't know what I would do if you hadn't come around!"

"No problem, you looked like you hadn't eaten anything in a while." Kamijō said.

"Full now?" Enshū asked.

"Very full! Oh, I apologize for my rudeness, but my name is Index Librorum Prohibitorum, but you can just call me Index!" Index introduced herself.

'What a long name.' He thought, "Nice to meet you, my names Kamijō Tōma and this is my sister Kamijō Enshū."

"Hello." Enshū greeted.

"Nice to meet you both!" Index smiled.

Kamijō eyed her clothing, as well as silver hair and eye color. She's definitely a foreigner, and he suspected she didn't get here through normal means either.

"You're a foreigner, aren't you?" He asked her bluntly.

The visible flinch confirmed it.

"Y-yes, I am..." she looked away from them nervously.

"Its okay, we're not gonna rat you out or anything, but we would like to know how it is you got here all by yourself and without a guardian." He said.

Index looked down before taking a deep breath and looking back at them, "It is true that I am a foreigner, and I'm also a Nun in training for the Anglican Church. I was born and raised in St. George's Cathedral and I was given a task by the church, which is the reason why I came here."

"What task is that?"

"The task they gave me was to be the holder of 103,000 grimoires, the reason I was chosen for this is because I have Perfect Memory. Once I see something for the first time, I never forget it." she said seriously.

"Impressive." He commented.

"The grimoires I posses hold many magical knowledge that if in the wrong hands could be disastrous. I came here because I'm on the run from those who would want to take it for themselves." She finished explaining.

"Magical knowledge? You mean like actual magic?" He asked just to make sure he was hearing her right.

She pouted, "You don't believe me?"

"Its not that," he waved off her accusation, "Its just that this is the first time someone's mentioned magic here in Academy City, plus you look so serious when you mentioned magical knowledge that I can't claim you're lying in our faces." He said honestly.

Enshū nodded, "Magic sounds cool."

Index beamed.

"But on another note, you said you came here because you were on the run, right? If you need a place to hide out we'd be happy to help." He told her.

Her expression changed, "Then...would you accompany me to the depths of hell?"

Okay...not what he was expecting, but...

"I'm not interested in descending into hell, but I'd be more than willing to drag you out of it." He answered.

Judging by the look on her face she wasn't expecting him to say that, but like he said before.

He couldn't just ignore someone who obviously needed help.

And he would help this girl for a very simple reason...

She had the same expression as he did when he first came here to Academy City.

He and Enshū parted with Index after giving her directions to his dorm and what number it was. She took the piece of paper and left, but not before bowing and thanking them for the food once again. The two siblings were now just walking around the city, with Enshū looking around every five minutes to make sure Mikoto Misaka wasn't skulking around, looking for him.

He needed to ask why she disliked Misaka so much.

The sun was tarting to set and he decided that it was time for them to head back.

"Do you think we'll see her again?" Enshū asked suddenly.

He thought about it, "Maybe, I think we will."

"Okay."

"You really like her, don't you?"

She nodded.

"Yet you don't like Mikoto Misaka?"

She frowned with disdain.

"Right, gotcha."

Something must've happened between the two of them that he wasn't aware of. Best let sleeping dogs lie.

As they returned to the dorm, both of them spotted Index on the ground, surrounded by cleaning bots in front of their apartment door. How odd.

Enshū was by her side instantly with Kamijō not too far behind her. He bent down and saw her white clothes were now stained with the color red. Turning her over slowly, he saw that she was indeed bleeding.

"She's bleeding a lot." He stated.

Enshū's was face, which was laced with worry soon became serious as a man approached them. Kamijō stared at the man and his strange attire. His hair was red in color and hanging on his shoulders, wearing what appeared to be a black priest robe and has a silver ring on each of his ten fingers, earrings on both ears, and a barcode tattoo under his right eye.

"Good evening." The man greeted with a smirk.

Kamijō stood before his sister and the unconscious Index, "Who are you?"

"My name is Stiyl Magnus, a magician." Stiyl introduced.

'So he's a magician.' this is his first time encountering a magician, "Are you the one who did this to Index?"

"That's right."

"I see."

His nonchalant attitude about intentionally giving a girl serious injuries rubbed him the wrong way.

"Although, we might have overdone it a bit, but I was curious to see her come here instead of trying to runaway again." Stiyl explained, "Strange she was this injured when her clothes, the Walking Church are supposed to protect her from serious injuries."

He didn't remember touching Index when they first encountered her, but that wasn't important right now.

"Did you attack her because of the 103,000 grimoires?" He guessed.

The man's eyes narrowed, "And how do you know that?"

"Who knows?" Kamijō shrugged.

Stiyl was unamused by the answer, "I see...then I'll just have to force it out of you." Fire was instantly summoned around Stiyl as Kamijō stares at the display of fire.

"If you hadn't introduced yourself as a magician just now I would have sworn you were using Pyrokenesis." He commented.

"Heh, well I can assure you I'm not." Stiyl uses the flames to attack the boy.

Kamijō simply lifted his right arm and blocked the magic attack and was left unscathed, much to Stiyl's surprise.

"What...?"

"Huh, so it can affect magic, too? That's useful to know." Kamijō commented as he stood there calmly.

'Was that a fluke?' Stiyl tries again but like before Kamijō lifted his right arm and nullified it, 'So I'm not imagining it. He's seriously able to nullify my fire magic!'

"Hey, not trying to sound condescending, but do you have something else up your sleeve?" Kamijō asked.

Stiyl's eyebrow twitched at the question but responded in his own way:

"One of the five great elements from which the world is constructed."

"The great flame of the beginning."

"It is a light of blessing that raises life and a light of judgment that punishes evil."

"It is overflowing with calm blessings and with freezing misfortune that destroys cold darkness."

"Its name is fire and its role is the sword."

"Be manifested and become the power that eats into my body!"

"King of Witch Hunters: Innocentius!"

Stiyl proceeded to summon a giant flame monster with a very high temperature. Judging by how hot it was getting and his surroundings looked like they were about to burn the walls. Kamijō had to give the guys credit, this was pretty damn cool...only...

"Kill him." Stiyl ordered.

Innocentius came at the still boy who didn't move an inch until the thing came closer, and when it did...he promptly smashed it into oblivion.

Stiyl's eyes widened, "He smashed it...? That's not possible! The runes I have hidden around here should prevent it from being destroyed!"

Kamijō lifted up his head and smile, but it didn't match his eyes, "I've gotta admit, that was pretty cool...except..." he was then in front of a shocked and still Stiyl before proceeding to smash his face into the ground with his right arm, "YOU ALMOST BURNT THIS PLACE DOWN, YOU PYRO-MANIAC!" He yelled at the unconscious mage. Honestly, using something like that, there was no way in hell he was letting this place be burned by some stylish mage.

"You okay?" he asked Enshū.

"I'm okay, but what should we do now?" She questioned while still holding onto Index.

"First we should get out of here and take her some place to get hr injures treated," he said, "Taking her to the hospital will be all sorts of troublesome."

"Agreed."

They bolted just in time because Anti-Skill had just barricaded the perimeter around their apartment. Currently, they had Index laid down on a bench where she woke up, but not acting like her usual self. She explained how she was still Index, just that she was John's Pen Mode. It was some sort of defense mode according to her words. He asked if she had any healing magic, and she calmly explained that if she has any magic books stored inside her head his ability would just negate it, and he would be unable to do it anyway. She then explained that the grimoire's she had been talking about were all planted in her head, and that she was a vessel to keep them stored in.

She then went on to explain how Magic isn't meant for Espers (yeah, tell that to Tsuchimikado) and that it was intended for people who wanted the abilities like those of espers. That's all interesting and all, but they still needed to get her to someone...wait a minute. There is someone who might be able to help.

Location: Tsukuyomi Komoe's Apartment

Enshū politely knocked on the door while Kamijō had Index on his back.

"Yes, yes, yes. I've strengthened the door as a countermeasure against newspaper salespersons. I'll open the door now." The door was opened and Kamijō couldn't help but find his sensei's pink bunny pajamas adorable. For someone who complains about being treated as a child she sure does like wearing clothes that make her look like one.

"Ah, Kamijō-chan, Enshū-chan! Did you two start working part-time at a newspaper office?" She questioned.

He gave her a dry look, "What kind of newspaper salesperson does their job by carrying a sister on his back? We need your help with something, so we're just coming in, sensei," and with that he walked right in without her permission, "Yep, coming in."

"Coming in." Enshū copied.

"Wai-wai-wai-wait..." Komoe protests, "This is troubling for sensei!"

Walking in, he noticed what a complete dump her place was. There were beer cans everywhere along with cigarette buds. So she was messy in her private life it seems.

Komoe tried to clean up her best as best she could, "I know it's weird to be saying this now but...do you dislike women that smoke?"

Instead of answering her question, Kamijō placed Index down on the tatami mat, with Enshū sitting close to him as she stared down at Index. Komoe approached the girl.

"Who is this girl?" She asked.

Before any explanation could be given, Index's body glowed as her eyes opened. Kamijō noticed that her usual vibrant green eyes had gone dull, meaning she was in John's Pen Mode again.

"What in the world?!" Komoe exclaimed in surprise.

"Warning, critical condition," Index's voice even changed. It went from vibrant to mechanical, "Please follow my instructions carefully."

Kamijō got up, "Sensei, please look after both Index and Enshū."

"Eh, where are you going at this time of night?" She questioned.

"If I stay here then my ability will just negate what she's trying to do. I'll be back soon." He promised as he closed the door behind him. Stretching his arms above his head a serious expression showed on his features, "Time for a walk." He left his sensei's house as a pair of eyes were watching him leave. On a tower that overlooks the city, stood a woman with long hair, holding a long sword, observing his every movement.

+Index Arc Part 2: Saint of Necessarius+