Chapter 3:

Misaka Mikoto walked down a main road of Academy City in a section far from her own school and dorm. It was a Saturday and most people were smiling and talking with friends as they wandered the streets. She did not expect to see many people she recognized this far away from her school, so she was not too worried about being seen and for someone to ask her what was wrong. It was the main reason she did not go home that morning too, because she knew Kuroko and her other friends would be able to read her expression instantly.

The girl frowned deeply as she walked, listening to people on her sides who were whispering to each other too loudly to mask their fears.

"Another attack last night?"

"I knew it! War really is coming to Academy City!"

"I heard there was an explosion only a few blocks from here. Want to go check out the damage?" The kid who questioned it was nodded at by his classmate and the two of them went jogging away.

Mikoto stuck her hands in her school uniform skirt's pockets. She closed her eyes for a second and then turned the direction the two boys on her left side just ran off to. She looked that way and thought about a street not too far from there that was blocked off by Anti-Skill that morning, but by the time she left the hospital it had already been opened up again. It was not like any evidence had been left behind that something had happened there other than cracks in the road and a few patches of burnt pavement. There was another area in this part of the city that had a lot more damage done to it, and Mikoto wondered what had happened over there that several cars were destroyed during the night. They had to be related. Was there another member of that group? Who else did they target?

She had only arrived on the road that Soul retreated from at the very end of the confrontation. Mikoto thought about how she let that man, Assassino, get away, and how the women with him both looked powerful too. The thought of the burly man who was the last to retreat was what made her shiver though. What he was saying when she arrived on the scene, it was beyond unsettling."The happiness you now hold will turn to dust in your hands. It will slip between your fingers, and by the time I am done with you, your soul will be broken… I will make you taste true despair. I do this, in the service of our Lord." Mikoto played those words in her head all through the night as she did not sleep very well (at all).

Heaven's Canceller gave her some bandages but she did not want to stay at the hospital and the doctor was not forcing her to. After she had gone with Touma back to the hospital the night before and gotten wrapped up herself, she tried making her way to his room to question him on the events of the night, but Heaven's Canceller told her Touma needed to undergo surgery and get stitches so he sent her away. He told her to go home and rest, but all Mikoto could do was lay back in her bed, impatiently waiting for morning so she could go back to the hospital. When she re-arrived, she found the boy lying on his back covered in bandages, but sleeping peacefully with a small girl next to his bed, her head down on the side of it with her eyes closed too.

She had decided to come back later and give Kamijou Touma some more rest before she tore into him, though she also wanted to have the room to themselves when she did so and was hoping that small nun girl would not be there when she returned. Mikoto kept walking down the street and she moved out of the way as two children came running her direction, laughing and not paying attention where they were going. Although many people were whispering about the events of the night before, the explosions were nothing compared to the insane damage Mikoto remembered from a few weeks ago when the invasion of Academy City by unknown assailants occurred. There were fallen buildings back then along with much more destructive damage done to the roads and transportation systems, so people were less upset about the night prior's activities knowing how much worse they could have been.

Mikoto sighed as she slowed down and came to a full stop. What am I doing? She thought to herself. I should have just woken him up then and there! I don't know what to do right now. She kicked her foot forward and frowned, stumped at what she was supposed to do when her mind was so full of questions.

"Oooo…" Mikoto's ears twitched and she got a bead of sweat on the left side of her forehead. "Neeeee…" The girl with shoulder-length brown hair started to turn and she already recognized the voice, but the sight of the person heading her way made her go wide-eyed nonetheless. Kuroko leapt off of the wheelchair she was spinning over, ran a couple of steps, then teleported up in the air above Mikoto with her arms outstretched. "SAMA!" She yelled and threw her arms around her upperclassman.

"Kuroko," Mikoto grumbled in annoyance. She pushed the shorter girl with long pigtails away and frowned at her, "Were you following me?"

Kuroko shook her head as she stood in front of her friend, then winced and she sat down on the wheelchair behind her. She was not in as much pain as recent weeks, but standing for too long still hurt her a lot. The younger girl turned sideways a little while she sat and grabbed a green arm band around her upper right arm. Mikoto's eyes widened and Kuroko nodded, "That's right Onee-sama, I'm here on official Judgement business." The younger girl started looking confused and she continued, "I think the real question, is why are you-" Kuroko stopped as she spotted Mikoto's wrapped arms and her face filled with shock. "What happened?! Are you alright?! When-"

"I'm fine Kuroko," Mikoto said. She thought about how her roommate was asleep when she came in that morning, and she made sure to leave before Kuroko woke up too to avoid having this exact confrontation. Should go put a long-sleeved shirt on, the older girl thought to herself.Mikoto grinned as she came up with a reason on the spot and continued, "I fell last night and scratched up my arms pretty bad, so I was over at the hospital getting these bandages."

Kuroko's eyes widened and then she frowned deeply at her roommate. "You fell?" Mikoto's smug look wiped from her face and she wondered if that was not a legitimate excuse. She wanted to mention the hospital since the less she lied about what she was doing the easier it was going to come out, but she could not think of a good reason to replace, 'an assassin threw ninja stars at me,' with. Kuroko rolled herself closer to Mikoto and looked up into her roommate's nervous expression, "Onee-sama, no lying to me, please," she begged as Mikoto only looked farther up and away.

Mikoto glanced back and saw Kuroko's face looking a little saddened by the idea that Mikoto was hiding things from her again. She turned back and put a hand down on the top of her friend's head. "I'm fine," Mikoto promised. "What business does Judgement have here?" Mikoto asked, trying to shift the conversation despite the upset look Kuroko was still giving her.

The shorter girl sighed and she turned her head to look down the street towards an intersection not far from them. "I'm sure you heard that there was some commotion in the city last night…" Kuroko stopped right at the start of her explanation and she fell silent. She glanced sideways and saw Mikoto's distant gaze, her deep frown, and her suspicions were immediately confirmed. Onee-sama, what were you involved with? This is-

"And?" Mikoto asked, waiting for her friend to continue.

"Oh," Kuroko snapped, then nervously continued before her friend could notice she was suspicious of her, "There were several streets where we found signs of violence, so, many members of Judgement were called in to help cordon off sections of the roads until Anti-Skill could finish their investigations. The section I was guarding was not too damaged, only a few marks on the street, though we did see some blood splashed on the floor. Mikoto was nodding along with her friend but at that statement she tensed up and turned to her with big eyes.

"Blood?" Mikoto questioned.

"Yes," Kuroko replied, still looking into the distance. "It was not a lot, but Anti-Skill was able to collect a sample, so…" she faded off as she saw Mikoto tensing up next to her and turned to see the girl nervously looking down at her arms. Kuroko's jaw dropped and her eyes opened wide, but before she could shout a question at her roommate, a radio on her side turned on and she heard the voice of her Judgement Captain, calling her back to a different scene.

"Well, I'll see you later," Mikoto said as Kuroko picked up her radio to respond. The shorter girl lowered it to call after Mikoto, but her name was repeated over the communications device again and she frowned before responding and saying she was on her way. She lowered her radio and watched as Mikoto made it down the road and turned down a different intersection. Onee-sama, she thought, her mouth lowering into a deep frown and her eyes looking sad. What have you gotten into this time?

They got a sample of my blood?! This is bad. They'll know I was there last night. What if I become under suspicion for… for… She stopped panicking and slowed down on the road she turned down and was jogging on. Mikoto thought for a moment and her eyes narrowed, It's not like the people in charge of this city are on my side. They've been against me this whole time. Hmph, maybe this might actually make them think I won't take it anymore. Thinking about the scientists in charge of Academy City and some of the science experiments they had done over the years made Mikoto growl.

She started walking again, though she still was a little nervous as she thought about the blood she left behind. They'll be able to identify it as mine for sure, but what about his? She thought about another bloody teen who was out on the streets the night before. They probably have his blood in the system too considering how often he's in the hospital. Will the scientists in charge go after him now? Now that they know he and I are, are, acquaintances. She found a word she would use to describe them out loud that made her smirk, even though a piece of her mind was telling her they were not just acquaintances. Would acquaintances lose sleep because they don't know if the other is okay?

Quickly shaking that thought from her mind with a couple smacks to her red cheeks, Mikoto turned and tried thinking of something else. Kuroko was definitely suspicious back there. I can't avoid her forever, but how am I supposed to explain something that I myself don't even understand? Kamijou, you're going to tell me what's happening here.

Touma sat up on his hospital bed and looked to the side of it where a woman with long black hair tied into a ponytail was sitting. She had come into his room with a strong look on her face, but Touma saw through it and invited her to sit. The second she bent down he saw the pain on her face and asked to see. Kanzaki Kaori originally declined, but he pressed on and she nodded, reaching down and grabbing the hem of her long-sleeved shirt, more modest than the clothing she normally wore which was the clear giveaway to Touma that something was off. She lifted it up right beneath her breasts and Touma's eyes turned huge at the sight of the blackened skin all over not just from burns, but bruises as well.

He asked if she was okay, and she explained that the force of the explosion hurt more than the heat of the blast itself. As she was talking about the internal injuries she learned she had, Touma bowed his head and said, "Thank you." Kanzaki stopped mid-sentence and went wide-eyed while the boy lifted back up his head. "You stopped that explosion with your body, and saved my-"

"Kamijou, you do not need to thank me," Kanzaki said, her voice completely serious. Her cheeks turned a little red and she turned to the side, "You, who saved Index, and the Amakusa, and…"

"Still, thanks," he repeated, and when she looked back he was smiling at her. She slowly lifted the corners of her mouth as well and nodded back, before both of them winced in pain. They saw the other wince at the same time and Touma started laughing while the taller girl tried harder at holding it back. Touma stopped laughing though before the Saint, and she looked at him closely wondering why he started looking so serious all of a sudden. "Kanzaki," he said, making her lean back at the tone of his voice and her cheeks to become redder. "What happened last night? Why did they attack us? Why, are they after me?"

Kanzaki sighed and she leaned back forward near Touma's bedside. "You are now the primary target of the Roman Catholic Church," she explained. Touma's eyes widened huge and she continued, "From what we know, a war is coming. It's not just between Academy City and the Roman Catholic Church, but it will become too big for the Church of England and the Russians to stay out of as well. We had a summit recently to figure out what we would do in the coming war, but we have not yet decided. Even at that summit, your name came up more than once."

Touma slunk back under his covers a little and had sweat drops on both sides of his face. Kanzaki continued, "Everyone is wondering what side Kamijou Touma will be on in the war." She stopped explaining there, and Touma looked up to see her looking at him questioningly.

"You want to know?" He asked, and when she nodded he scratched his chin thoughtfully and leaned back again. "Academy City's leaders, the people at the top, were doing inhuman experiments," he began. His expression was dark and he continued, "They treated the MISAKA clones like they were less than human, killing over ten thousand of them." Kanzaki stared at him confusedly as she did not really understand what he was talking about. The spiky-haired teen in front of her frowned deeper and continued, "And they used Kazakiri Hyouka in terrible ways, so I'm not on their side at all… but, I don't like the Catholic Church either. They were going to kill Orsola, and that Vento of the Front was intentionally going after civilians."

The boy ran his hands through his hair and then let out a long, exasperated sigh. "Well, I guess when it comes down to it, I'll just do what I feel I should." Kanzaki's eyes opened wider, then Touma continued with a questioning gaze, "But what about the Kamijou Faction they were talking about? How long did you and Stiyl know about it?"

Kanzaki looked away and she frowned deeply, wincing as she did and making Touma look worried about her. She was hiding the intense pain she was currently in well, but any movements at all were terrible for her. "Every time you involved yourself in the magic world, you revealed yourself to very dangerous people. Some of those times, you had people helping you, powerful people from all different sides. Stiyl and I for example, but also your friends here in Academy City, and even the nuns you befriended in the Catholic Church." Touma frowned deeper every time she mentioned a group of people and he thought about all the people in those groups who he cared for. The older girl continued hesitantly, "During the recent invasion of Academy City, we've ascertained that Vento of the Front's primary objective was you, not Index, not Academy City, but you were the target of The Pope, and yet you came out as the victor. You were the only one victorious in that battle too. Academy City and the Roman Catholic Church each had their individual goals, but both failed in some way to complete them, whereas Kamijou Touma and those who are believed to be part of his 'faction' succeeded. So while tensions rise between both factions, they know that there is a third party that neither of them can ignore, and while Academy City may not be targeting you in hopes that you will join their side, the Roman Catholic Church has no such notions and can only see you as a potential enemy."

Touma let all of that sink in for a minute, then looked up at the ceiling and moaned loudly, "Such misfortune!" He slouched his shoulders and looked back at Kanzaki who was shocked that was all he had to say after all that. "But," he continued, and a small smile came to his face again. "We handled it this time, and we'll stop them again if they come back."

Kanzaki stood up fast and the terrible pained expression on her face was only masked by her annoyance and frustration. "Do you not understand? The entire world thinks of you as an important player in the war to come! How can you be so, relaxed? Do you not regret your decisions to get involved in-"

"Of course not," Touma interrupted, not letting her finish another word of that sentence. Kanzaki's eyes started to widen but Touma looked at her seriously and said, "Stopping the Catholic Church's plans, saving Orsola, saving Academy City, I don't regret any of it. Even if it did put a target on my back, I'd rather that than any of those people I helped getting hurt. Though," he rubbed the side of his head with his right hand, "this thing really has gotten me into a whole lot of trouble this time." He gazed at his right hand, his Imagine Breaker, and he let out another huge sigh as he wondered why he had so much bad luck in his life.

He did not notice, but the woman in front of him had started smiling again when the shock wore off her face. Kamijou, I don't know what the Church of England is going to do in the war. I don't know whether we will fight the Roman Catholic Church to prevent them from tipping the scales in the power balance of magical organizations, or if we will fight Academy City to stop them from pushing their science on our world. I don't know what the Church of England plans to do, but I, I will do what I can to help you.

The hospital that Touma was in kept him there for another day before the boy finally complained enough to be released. He left with the small girl who had stayed in his hospital room almost the entire time he was there. The two were walking across the city and they came to an area the two sometimes walked through but had more meaning now than it did any time before.

"Hey Touma, was Arisa…" Index stood next to Touma and faded off before finishing her question. The two were standing at the same spot they had met Arisa Meigo only a week ago, staring at where the girl had been playing her music for everyone to hear. They succeeded in stopping Ladylee and saving Shutaura, but they were both still sad Arisa was gone.

Touma knew what Index was asking and he shook his head once. He looked down and rose his right hand to stare at, "No, because I could touch her with my right hand." He pushed off the railing he was leaning back on and started walking forward, saying, "So she wasn't an illusion. She loved music and loved making people happy with music. She was just, a normal girl," he smiled and finished.

The boy looked back and motioned with his head in the direction they were walking to get to his dorm. Index smiled at what he said and ran over to his side. "Yeah, you're right!" She agreed. The small nun in a white outfit that covered up most of her skin and a hat that had a long white covering behind her covering her hair came to a stop as Touma did next to her. Index looked at him in confusion for a moment, then she heard something and turned the same direction he was facing.

They looked past other people on the path, over some bushes, over all the skyscrapers of the city. The space elevator was gone, having been dismantled over the last few days due to its structural insecurity after the opening ceremony. The CEO of the company in charge of it was missing and the Board of Directors of Academy City called for it to be taken down. The two staring out where Endymion used to stand held their breaths as they heard a voice, one that none of the other people walking around them seemed to hear.

"MMmm, ahhAH-mm, Hmmmm…" It was a tune they each recognized very well. The song their friend had not finished writing the words to when they first met, who wrote them at Touma's house with Index, who promised the girl that they would sing it together as a duet. Touma's eyes widened and his face gained a look of surprise, while Index's mouth rose into a huge open smile and she gasped in amazement.

The voice stopped singing and Index spun to her side, "Touma, did you hear that?"

He nodded back with just as big a smile now, "Yeah." The two of them headed back towards the dorm they lived in together, thinking on the past week with smiles on their faces. Touma sighed while putting his hands in his pockets. I might have people coming after me now, after my friends too, but I also stopped the northern hemisphere from getting blown up, so I think the week's been good overall. He chuckled under his breath then glanced to his side to see Index skipping happily with him. She doesn't seem to get what went on the other night either. It's not like I like lying to her, but what's the point in telling her there are people after her, again? It's not like they've ever stopped. People are always coming after Index for the grimoires she has memorized… though, now they're coming after her because of me.

His smile started to fade but he shook his head to get those negative thoughts out of his head. Since when did I become important to people like them? More important than Index even, he grumbled under his breath, "Such misfortune." Index looked at him and asked if he said something, and he shook his head and replied, "It's nothing. Hey, you want to go get some food?" Index's eyes lit up and started sparkling and he added, "I'll get you whatever you want."

Most people would say 'my treat,' but since Touma paid for all of her meals anyway, there was no point in mentioning that part. Telling her he would get her whatever she wanted was dangerous though and he knew it, but he figured his wallet could take it today. The two of them headed towards their favorite restaurant, and the sky was starting to get darker as night fell over Academy City. Touma tried to focus only on the meal ahead and stop worrying so much about the future, and listening to Index list every food she planned on eating was helping him with that.

Right as they reached the restaurant, they heard a voice call to them from closeby and turned to look past the building they had walked to. Down the sidewalk a little, a man was walking their way who Touma tilted his head to the side trying to pinpoint where he had seen him before. He glanced down at Index but the nun shrugged as she did not know who he was either, and they both turned back to the figure wearing a black uniform with gray padding on his shoulders, chest, knees, and elbows. The man may have been armed, but he had a friendly expression on his face and as he reached the two younger people, he bowed his head to Touma and made the boy even more confused.

"Umm, who are you?" Touma questioned.

"My codename is Crow 7," the man with slicked-back dirty blond hair began. "Second-in-command of the Black Crows," he explained which made Touma open his eyes wide in understanding. The man smiled that the boy realized who he was, and then he continued, "I need to thank you, as from what I have heard you were responsible for saving Captain Sequenzia on the night of the Endymion incident." He bowed his head again and Touma waved him off nervously as some people were looking over at them wondering what was going on.

The boy scratched the back of his head and began, "It really wasn't anything. Thanks though," he said, and then motioned at the building behind him so Index would go inside.

The girl smiled at the soldier in front of her and she gave him a little wave before spinning and continuing her excited talk about food on her way inside. Crow 7 watched the two enter the building and Touma gave the guy a small half-smile himself one more time before turning and walking in after Index. The man turned away once they were inside and he continued towards his home after a long day on the job. He sighed in exhaustion but smiled softly thinking about Shutaura and how hard she had them working these past few days. The Board of Directors has been on our case since the incident, questioning each of us to make sure we did not know anything about Ladylee's plans. At least now we've finally gotten back to work.

The soldier whose private security organization was one of the most secretive in Academy City, and thus could not give his name out while in uniform, started whistling to himself as he headed home. The night sky was clear tonight as he reached his neighborhood and he watched the stars as they came out one by one. He thought back a few nights to when he released Shutaura from the cell Ladylee put her in, and how his Captain took a rocket up into space to take care of the CEO herself. The Black Crows' loyalty came into question, and not only him but all of their team chose to stand behind Captain Sequenzia, which was a main reason the Board of Directors decided to keep their organization alive.

It's been quite an exciting week, the man thought as he swiped his key card at his front door. He entered the small building in one of the outer districts of Academy City, outside of the main sections full of large skyscrapers, in one of the few areas that had actual housing. Eighty percent of the population of the city were students, and most of those who were not stayed in apartments in the major districts, but an apartment was nowhere to raise a family. He stepped inside his house and instantly got a whiff of something amazing coming from his kitchen. "Mmm," he hummed loudly, hoping the woman in the kitchen would hear the excited tone in his hum. "That smells delicious Karen. What are we having-" he stopped at the edge of the door into his dining room/kitchen area, because he noticed the lights in his living room were off, and the blinds were closed, something unusual as they were always open when he returned home.

He heard no response from the kitchen and his right hand darted to his side, grabbing his pistol and pulling it out in under a second. He ran to the wall next to the opening into his living room and put his back against it, became completely quiet, and then growled after hearing the scared breathing in the next room, "It's going to be okay. You're both going to be fine."

"I should have expected as much," a very deep voice began in his living room. "Come in here, Crow 7," the man continued, and the lights in his living room turned on. Crow 7's gears were spinning fast, because the voice he heard tell him to come inside sounded like it came from his couch on the other side of the room as the light switch just past the entrance of the room on its left. Right behind me, he realized, as the switch was on the other side of the wall he was leaning against. He moved off the wall fast, and then an open hand came crashing through that wall and clenched into a fist, only to grasp at nothing.

Crow 7 rose his gun and sprinted through the entrance of his living room while one of the assailant's hands was still through his wall. He knew there were at least two in there, and was hoping it was just the two of them which he was correct in thinking. While one of them had a hand stuck through the wall, he pointed his gun at the other's head, but froze and his gun started shaking in his hands. The man sitting on his couch sat next to a woman in a dirty apron, her mouth gagged with a white cloth, her red hair a mess as she sat there with eyes as wide as saucers, shaking her head at her husband for him not to move. The figure on the couch had on a dark blue cloak, with the hood down, revealing the thick black cross tattoo on his scalp.

"Shh, shh," the man hushed in a deep voice to the six year old boy sitting afraid in his lap. Assassino had his right hand around the back of the boy's neck in what could be seen to some as a caring hold, resting down around the blond boy's head and brushing his cheek. The kid did not look to really understand what was going on, but the terrified look on his father's face as he held a shaking gun in his direction made the kid start whimpering in fear, saying his father's name in muffled cries. The man whose hand tightened on the boy's head to keep him from moving away began quietly, "Lower your weapon, you do not wish for this to get, messy." The hand on the boy's cheek lowered down so it was closer to his neck, and the woman on his side let out a muffled yell at her husband to lower his gun.

Crow 7's eyes were bugging out, and they darted to his side at the man closer to him who ripped his hand out of the wall. The man was over eight feet tall, had a bald head and cross tattoo like the man on the couch, but despite his massive figure, the soldier could tell the one on the couch was a hundred times more dangerous. That did not mean he could ignore this other man though, and he spun his gun to point it at him and yelled, "Stop moving!" as the man took a step towards him.

"I will not repeat myself again, Lieutenant," Assassino said. He stood up and gripped the boy on his lap with one hand around the throat. Crow 7's face took on an expression of total horror and he spun his gun around, only for the man in a blue cloak to lift his boy's head so it was right in between the barrel of the gun and Assassino's own head. The soldier's wife was sobbing and she tried moving off the couch, only for Assassino's other hand to swing around and hit her in the side of the face, knocking her unconscious with a single blow.

"Mom," the kid cried out.

"You bastard," Crow 7 snarled with bloodthirsty hate in his voice.

"You have three seconds, or they die," Assassino said calmly. Before the man whose house was infiltrated could shout something at him, the Italian assassin continued, "One." Crow 7 closed his mouth, thought hard, got ready to beg and bargain, only to stop as he heard, "Two." Clank. Assassino lowered the boy in front of him and stared over at the gun on the floor at the Black Crow's feet. "See, that wasn't so hard." He dropped the boy in his hands, while the big man next to Crow 7 grabbed him around the back and put him in a full nelson so he could not resist anymore. "Now," Assassino began and he walked past the child crying on the floor next to his mom's unconscious body, and stepped straight up to Crow 7 so the two could speak face to face from only a foot away. "I have an offer for you, one you absolutely cannot refuse."

A/N Uh-oh. Assassino returns, but why did he go after Crow 7? What are his plans? Hope you enjoyed the chapter, and thanks for reading! Next time there's more MikotoxTouma stuff, so don't worry if you didn't see much of it this chapter. 'Till next time guys!

Cyber dragonarmy chapter 2 . Jun 3

Thanks for the review!

MrQuestionMark chapter 2 . Jun 3

Really enjoying this so far!

It's been a while since someone has properly looked at and developed the term 'Kamijou Faction' and it's nice to see someone that has really only seen the anime doing so in this form. While I'm not so sure if I can expect to see characters that are strictly in the novel appearing, I do like how you've set things here up Endymion and with the being practically after it and the events that are going to happen too.

Really good job with this so far, especially the use of the magic. It can be pretty hard but I'm enjoying the use of it so far as well as the progression of the story. Look forward to more!

Thanks! Glad you like it! I heard the term Kamijou Faction used once, and I was like 'who would be a part of that?' and since during the Invasion of Academy City arc Mikoto got involved with Touma, she's gotta be on everyone's radar now. (Not that if they've been watching Touma they wouldn't already know they were friends :P ). Some novel-only characters may appear as I am slowly starting to read those, but anyway, thanks for the review!

Resha Tsubaki chapter 2 . Jun 3

From the look of it, this story will be epic. You are doing an excellent job so far and the characters are IC. Can't wait for the next chapter! :)

Awesome! Glad you like it! Thanks for the review!

UCCMaster chapter 1 . 10h ago

Is it just me or is one of those assassins' power to pull off Pokémon moves via TM names? Protect and Erupt?

Haha didn't even know Erupt was a TM! Il Capo had some incredible spells, we'll see what else he knows soon (maybe Thunder, or Solar Beam, or Overheat? XD). Thanks for the review!

Railgun12 chapter 2 . 10h ago

I am unreasonably happy to think about Mikoto making Touma a meal (yay Ruiko!) and them eating it together. And then of course it all goes to pot.
The bad-guys team running into Accelerator and getting utterly curbstomped is awesome beyond words.

Glad you liked the home-cooking and epic Accelerator scene! Thanks!

Guest chapter 2 . Jun 3

"Guess you'll have to pay off Tsuchimikado some other way then," that's not even funny Stiyl, and two questions to ask:
1. Should Touma get (extremely) angry at Accelerator for his killing?
2. "Touma's heart was speeding up and his entire body covered in sweat." you're not making Touma feeling scared at someone's empty threats, are you? That just sounds kinda dumb if you ask me.

I don't know about Touma being more mad at Accelerator for killing, since he already knows Accelerator has killed 10,000+ people. And for the second one, he had just been shot by the guy, and missiles were currently flying over his head, and he heard that they went after Index and Last Order, so when the guy makes a threat after that I don't think he'd consider those threats as empty. Anyway, thanks for the review.

Guest chapter 2 . Jun 4

This is getting good. There are not enough mikoma pairings out there and even fewer that are good like this one.

Thanks!