Wow, a lot of great comments from people who liked my story and people who didn't.

I saw a ton of great ideas and there is one I definitely plan to use later. It actually helped with an issue of trying to connect some events together. Naturally, I won't say which idea it was now because it could lead to spoilers but I will be sure to give credit to them at the bottom of the chapter I use it in. I am a firm believer in giving credit where credit is due.

I feel like some people have missed something important in earlier chapters. That might have been my fault in the clues I gave. I figure it will get cleared up in later chapters. Once again, I can't give out to much information without leading to spoilers.

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Touma watched Motoharu for some clues, but besides his tone of seriousness, he looked like he always did, calm and cocky and a little like a delinquent. Motoharu was actually a magician who infiltrated Academy City disguised as a student. Overtime, Motoharu had gone through enough ability development curriculums that he could no longer use magic without severe repercussions to him. Death was a very real possibility if Motoharu tried to use too much magic. Touma always wondered why he stayed as a student but over time came to accept this. When Motoharu wasn't actively working for the magic side, he was a good friend to Touma and Pierce, even if he was a little annoying and perverted. He also has shown he cares deeply for his adopted sister.

"So what's the deal with the magicians?" Touma asked. "Were they caught or identified?"

"Nope," Motoharu said shaking his head. "They definitely wanted to remain hidden. The area they broke in had an electrical issue and the guards were found sleeping. Anti-Skill determined there must have been a malfunction and some gas was released causing everyone to pass out. There was some damage to a gas pipeline so the story works. We only know magicians ACTUALLY infiltrated the city by the mana left behind at the scene. Naturally, Academy City's forces were not designed to detect that."

"Do you have any idea what they want?" Touma questioned fearing the answer. He had a good idea of what they were after but he wanted confirmation.

"Well," Motoharu said smiling. "After verifying with Stiyl and Kanzaki, there are two possibilities."

"Are they here too?" Touma interrupted.

"Nah, they are currently overseas. They won't be back for at least two weeks. So it's up to us to take care of any problems till they get here."

"Are they after Index?" Touma asked worried.

"No, not this time," Motoharu replied shaking his head. "We believe they are after….you."

"Me?" Touma gasped in shock. "Why?"

"Who knows?" Motoharu shrugs, "Maybe your hand. It can't be your looks."

"Arg," Touma grumbled remembering the museum incident and how he was almost captured. "Very funny, more misfortune, wait. You said there were two possibilities. What's the second?"

"The other possibility, though smaller, is they are after Kagere."

"Is it because he can use both magic and an ability?"

"Most likely," Motoharu says and frowns slightly. "Stiyl told me about him. He actually can use both without hurting himself. The knowledge on how he does that could be devastating in the wrong hands. I tried watching him at school but he doesn't seem to do anything unusual at all except he's a lot smarter than he appears."

"Yea he is," Touma admitted remembering the conversation about Jason working for research and development division. "But I think your first guess is probably right. The masked magicians at the museum said they wanted me."

"Well that confirms our suspicion," Motoharu said smiling and smacking Touma on the back. "I wish I knew about that earlier. Try not to die or get captured."

"By your tone," Touma said irritated. "I almost think my misfortune is funny to you."

"Of course it is," Motoharu said laughing then turned serious. "I got something else to ask you."

"What?"

"How many of those girls you hang out with have you done so far?"

Touma punched him in the face.

Touma had planned to once again beat up Jason for the stunt he pulled with Kuroko but things never go as planned for him. Touma entered the apartment and found only Index there, and she immediately jumped on Touma to feed her. Touma didn't see Jason that night or even in the morning, so he planned going to find Jason at school. When he first entered the classroom everyone who arrived already started barraging him with questions about how he had got someone from the prestigious Tokiwadai school to come all the way here to confess to him. He tried to ignore them and pushed everyone away who tried to block his way to his desk but was eventually stopped by Pierce and Motoharu.

"Ahhhhh," Pierce yelled pointing to Touma horror struck. "You couldn't have Accelerator's loli so you want and got another one. Touma, how dare you, give one of your lolis to me." He tackled Touma and brought him to the ground. Touma kneed him in the stomach but Pierce was either so full of adrenaline or rage the blow didn't do any noticeable damage.

"Get off me you lunatic!" Touma yelled. "Nothing happened."

"I doubt that Kami-yan,' Motoharu said grinning broadly. "The way she grappled you was anything but ordinary. In fact, the direction you two ran off is known to have several hotels. I bet something hot and steamy happened, didn't it?"

"How many times do I have to tell you guys nothing happened?!" Touma yelled angrily. He was too focused on beating Pierce to notice someone else had entered the room and was watching their exchange with an amused grin.

"Well he didn't get back till pretty late so I wonder,' Jason said thoughtfully while the class gasped.

"You…" Touma started to say angrily but was winded by a punch from Pierce. Before he could get his revenge on both Jason and Pierce, Komoe entered the classroom and called for quiet.

"Good morning class," she says sweetly. "Please pass your homework up to the front."

Damn it, Touma thought grimacing. He finally remembered what he was supposed to do last night.

"Next week, as you all know, we will be starting the two on two tournament. Kamijou-chan and Accelerator-chan, we need you both to decide on your team name, and also any specific titles you want to be called should you two be the school's champion for the main tournament." She held up a piece of paper.

"I don't care about a team name," Accelerator said yawning. "I'm the strongest and this tournament will just prove it to everyone."

"I don't know," Touma said and sighed. "You could just call me unlucky, such misfortune." Several girls in the class giggled.

"Well, fill this form out by the end of the day if you have any preference," Komoe said. "I also recommend you take time this weekend to practice or discuss tactics. The first round starts Monday afternoon."

"That's it!" said Seiri standing up suddenly and slamming her hand on her desk. "We should take the opportunity this weekend to train. Kamijou, you definitely need it. Kamijou," she points directly to him, "You need to meet here tomorrow for special training. I'll come up with a schedule tonight"

"Umm," Touma said hesitantly. He knew how well Seiri took to people rejecting her ideas and demands. "I can't." He took a quick look around the room and saw most people were in shock that he actually denied the class's Iron Wall Girl. He also noticed, with a quick glance, Accelerator looked at him seriously.

"Why not?" she asked coldly and Touma's blood froze when he looked her in the eye. He could tell she was not happy.

"I…ummm….' Touma stuttered. He wasn't exactly sure how he should word this. Saying he was going to a birthday may not be good enough for her. "I promised a friend," Accelerator raised an eyebrow at this, "that I would help him with something important tomorrow."

"What's so important about it that you can't prepare for such an important tournament on Monday?"

"I can't really talk about it, but I promised," Touma said meekly. Seiri came over and looked at him directly in the eyes.

"Hmm," she said. "You seem to be telling the truth. I guess there is no helping it, we always have Sunday to get you in shape."

"I actually can't do that either," Touma says meekly realizing he probably just dug his own grave. The class froze in shock. He resisted Dictator Seiri, not just once, but twice. Several of them looked at each other in wonder. How could he tell her no? Does he want to die?

Seiri's expression quickly turned into a glare. "And what are you doing Sunday?"

"I…" Touma said but he knew saying it was a date would cause more problems than it solves. He looked at the ground. "I can't say."

Seiri slammed her fist on his table and Touma nearly fell backwards off his chair in surprise. "You can't say?" she hisses. "You are representing our class in an important tournament that will be broadcast through the city and it will reflect on us and our teacher. You want to skip special training to not embarrass us and you won't even tell us why it's important?"

"Umm," Touma said staring at his desk, but he really didn't have a good answer.

"He probably has a date," Motoharu says grinning. "That's why he won't talk." The class stared at Touma and he felt his face turn slightly red and he deliberately avoided their stares. Everyone gasped in shock and awe. Touma had denied Seiri's training, just so he could go on a date….with a girl.

"He didn't deny it," Pierce said wide eyed. "He actually stood against the Iron Wall Girl just to go on a date. Damn you Kamijou, when did you get to such a high level."

Seiri turned red, not with embarrassment but with anger, and looked like she was going to yell at Touma, and probably mortally wound him with her superhuman strength, when two unexpected people came to his aid.

"It's not like he needs it," Accelerator said nonchalantly. "His stamina's fine and he's use to taking a beating like a champ. I plan to release all my pent up stress and if I fight two people it might make the challenge more fun."

"Besides," Jason said adding to the conversation. "If he is going on a date, would it be fair to the girl, who actually managed to break through his denseness, to get that far and suddenly get denied?"

"Hey," Touma said irritated at their insults. "I'm not dense and don't get beat up all the time." Most of the class rolled their eyes in response to his statement. They all knew the truth.

Seiri smacks her hand on her forehead. "You both make some sense but…" She turned back to Touma and smashed his deck again in anger. "I will let you skip this training, but if you embarrass us by not giving it your all and at least showing you care about this tournament. The punishment will be dire. Do you understand?" Touma nods quickly. "Good." She goes and sits down and lets Komoe take over.

Komoe nods happily, glad the issue was resolved without violence. "It's good to know all of you care deeply for each other," she says smiling. "If you do your best, I am sure you will do well in the tournament." She turned to Touma. "Oh yes," she clapped her hands together. "Touma, your dorm is fixed and you can move back in this weekend."

"Finally good news," Touma replied.

"Awww," Jason sighs. "There goes my house sitter." Touma turned to him in surprised at his choice of words and he saw Jason wink at him.

Jason needs to choose his words better.

Unknown to all except Pierce, Motoharu had silently moved around the class during this heated discussion and wrote something down on the piece of paper on Komoe-sensei's desk. Everyone else was too busy watching the shenanigans that took place.

"Shirai-san," Kazari said into her phone. "How far are you from the target?"

"I'm still a couple minutes out," Kuroko replies on her phone. "What's the status?"

"Konori-senpai just reported in," Kazari said. "It looks like the situation was taken care of but she still needs help doing the final clean up."

"What?" Kuroko asked shocked. "Who took care of the robbery?"

"Well, judging by the reports, it looks like it was Kagere-san."

"Him again," Kuroko snarled. She was still upset about how he, somehow, was able to do whatever he wanted to without repercussions. A recent report was sent out to Judgment offices that the vigilante, code named Nightmare, was actually a higher up in Anti-Skill and was allowed by Academy City law to investigate crimes and take action if needed. "How bad was it?"

"Well, there were only two robbers, but they used explosives and took out a good chunk of the bank wall. A few civilians were hit by the debris, no serious injuries, but lots of debris still remains in the street. Though, I wish you would get along better with him."

"I think I see the target," Kuroko says quickly interrupting Kazari as she sees an area with a lot of activity. "I will call you back if needed." She teleported down to the streets and looked around for her senpai.

"Konori-senpai," Kuroko called out locating her and teleporting right beside her. "What's the status?"

Mii Konori turned to look at Kuroko. She was taller with short black hair and glasses. "Shirai-san," she said in acknowledgement. "Looks like the robber's were captured and Anti-Skill has started to redirect traffic until the roads are clean of the remaining debris."

"Where are the culprits now?" Kuroko asked.

Konori sighed. "It seems Nightmare went a little overboard in the way he caught them."

'What do you mean?" Kuroko asked suspiciously.

"Follow me," Mii said and they walked to the side of the building and looked at the ally between the bank and the shop next door. A really weird sight met Kuroko's eyes. Two people were wrapped up like cocoons with threads of pure darkness. Kuroko now knew these threads were part of Jason's shadow due to his ability. They were suspended in midair by more threads that branched out in all directions connecting the cocoons to the walls of the building. It almost looked like a giant spider web made of shadow was set up in this ally and the robbers were caught like flies. The web was so well designed Kuroko wouldn't have been surprised if a giant spider started crawling down the web. The thought sent a shiver down her spine. As she gazed up she saw a dark figure sitting on top the wall with several threads connecting him to the web. She had a good guess who was up there.

"I'll be right back," Kuroko says to Mii and teleports to the top of the building. "So," she says to Jason. "You decided to do something dramatic now that you are authorized too?"

"Eh," Jason says absentmindedly. "I wanted to try something but it didn't work the way I thought it would. Besides, what's with your attitude? I prevented anyone from getting seriously hurt."

"I still don't like you," Kuroko says angrily.

"Yea," Jason admitted. "I figured that out funnily enough and I probably deserved it. I am sorry for what happened before though. I said it as more of a joke and didn't think you would actually go through with it." Before Kuroko could respond, Jason's phone rang. He picked it up, "Hello."

"Don't just ignore me," Kuroko fumed.

"Sorry," Jason said to Kuroko. "Important business so I can't talk." He turns his attention to the phone, "Of course Touma, the offer still stands."

"Trying to get rid of me just to talk to that ape," Kuroko raged.

"Shush you."

Touma had gone back to the apartment after school and informed Index that their dorm was repaired and they were going to move back tonight. Index did not take the news well. She loved the fact the refrigerator in the apartment was always full of food so she never starved when Touma was gone. Eventually they reached a compromise. Touma allowed Index to pack a couple bags of food to take back with them. Touma did not have a lot of stuff to take with him so he was able to carry most of the bags. Jason won't mind if we take some food. He owes me anyways. After he dropped Index off at his dorm, which looked brand new, he left to go to the bank. He needed to withdraw some extra cash for the weekend, until he discovered he only had 500 yen left in his account.

"Shit," he cried falling down on his hands and knees. "I won't get paid till next week. How can I live on just 500 yen for a week?" Academy city was a giant experiment environment with their main focus on researching abilities. Each student was paid a stipend every two weeks for participating. However, since higher levels were more involved in experiments, they were paid significantly more. So level 0s like Touma did not make very much and because he had to replace several of his belongings this week, his money was spent well before the two week period. What am I going to do? The food we took will only last a day or two.

He ran through every choice he had available to him but nothing seemed doable in this situation. He even thought briefly of asking Mikoto for money, as a level 5 she was quite wealthy, but immediately disregarded that thought. She had helped him plenty of times in the past and he wasn't going to beg her for money. He still had some pride. Then he thought of an offer he received a couple days ago and he sighed. Well, if he was serious this might work. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed.

"Hello," the male voice on the other end said

"Jason," Touma asked and he thought he heard a female voice in the background. "Were you serious about paying for the chance to research my Imagine Breaker?"

"Sorry, important business so I can't talk," Jason's voice came but softer. It sounded like he was talking to someone on his end. "Of course Touma, the offer still stands."

Touma thought he heard someone say ape but it was probably his imagination. "Turns out I really need some money. These won't be painful experiments will they?"

"Nah," Jason said dismissively. "First couple ones you won't even notice. But if you want something painful, I could try to accommodate you. I'll text you the address. Can you meet me there in about 30 minutes, have to finish up some…..uh…..work? Yea, work."

Touma didn't believe for a minute Jason was doing any type of work besides making trouble for someone. "I would prefer the non painful ones and I can meet you there."

"Just go to the front desk, give your name. They will direct you." Jason hangs up.

Touma sighs. Well, least I will have some money this weekend to take Ruiko out. Jason's a little unusual but he's not a bad guy. I'll probably be ok." His phone beeped and he saw Jason had already sent the address. He searched for the location on his phone and stared at the directions. It was in the main research division in district 1. He ran for the nearest bus stop, he might be able to make it if the buses were on time and if nothing unfortunate happens.

Somehow, he made it to the destination only 5 minutes late. He gazed upwards at the skyscraper. Do I have the right location? Does Jason really work here?" He hesitantly walked in through the front doors to the well maintained lobby. There was even a large decorated marble water fountain. He walked up to the front desk where a young woman, probably in her late 20s, was looking at him like she knew he was lost.

"Can I help you?"

"I hope I am at the right place, Touma Kamijou, here to see Jason Kagere."

Her eyes widened in recognition. "Ah yes, Kamijou-san. Take those elevators to the 16th floor and make an immediate right to the end of the hall. Kagere-san will meet you there."

Touma nods in thanks and rides the elevator to the 16th floor. As he gets off he notices the walls are grey and several cameras lined the ceiling. He turned right and walked down the short empty hallway and opened the only door on the right side. He walks into a large room with only one other door. Several complex and expensive looking machines lined the rest of the wall. In the middle of the room was Jason, sitting in one of two chairs, the only things in the center of the room. He looked up when Touma walked in.

"Touma," Jason said cheerfully. 'So glad you came. Sorry to hear about the money issues. You got that big date coming up right?"

"Kind of," Touma said a little embarrassed. "Though, I just would like to survive the week without starving. Can you explain what kind of experiment with the Imagine Breaker you want to do first before I agree to anything?"

"Of course," Jason said, his tone instantly changing from his normal happy go lucky school tone to a more serious business like tone. "I know you hand can negate abilities and even magic, but for some reason, after looking through Academy City's archives, your ability was never detected. I hypothesized your ability would only reveal an AIM field when it is actively negating something. But in order to save time, we also are going to be measuring several other variables while you are here. The main goal is to find out if your Imagine Breaker generates any sort of AIM field, if not, what sort of field it generates."

"Ok," Touma said nodding. So far everything Jason said made sense. "So you mean…."

"Yep," Jason said smiling and Touma saw his shadow rush out from behind him and circle the two of them. "We are going to measure every possibility while you negate my shadow ability. I suggest you take your hand and move it away from your body to avoid any accidents." He pulls out a small radio, "Is everything ready?"

"All systems operational," a female voice said from the radio. "We have locked onto your AIM field and will remove its signature from the scan. We are ready to detect any abnormalities from the target."

Touma moves his right hand off his chair and held it away from his body. The shadow started circling them and splitting into thin strips and soon uncased them in a semi-transparent dome of fast moving threads of darkness. Suddenly a tendril flew at his right hand and the sound of breaking glass was heard and the tendril disappeared. A second tendril flew at his hand from another direction to have the same thing happen. This happened three more times before Jason turned on the radio again.

"Anything?"

"Nothing," a male's voice said. "Kiyama-san is currently checking all frequencies. It appears that your AIM field just disappears when it comes in contact with the Imagine Breaker. I have never seen anything like this. Your field is completely covering both of you but there is a void directly around his hand."

"Hmm, I am going to try a continuous negation next. Examine anything that differs, no matter how slight." Touma was quiet, he could tell Jason was being serious in the experiment and didn't want to interrupt him.

"Ahh," Touma let out a small yell. A large tendril, about half a foot wide, came out of nowhere and collided into his hand. Unlike the other ones, this one did not disappear. This one kept hitting his hand even though he heard the sound of it being negated. He realized Jason was constantly throwing more of the shadow at it as fast as it was being negated. This continued for a couple minutes and Touma was no longer getting surprised as the shadow tendrils constantly attacking him. Finally, it stopped and Touma watched as the dome covering them slowly disappear back to Jason.

"Was that it?" Touma asked. It seemed way to short.

"Depends what we find," Jason replied turning to the door behind him as it opened and a women stepped through. She was wearing a long white laboratory and has long wavy brown hair. Touma also noticed she seemed to have bags under her eyes like she hasn't gotten a good night sleep in days. It must be tough being a scientist. She walks over and hands Jason a tablet and he quickly goes through the information on it and his eyes narrowed the more he read.

"Is this accurate?" he asked after a couple minutes.

She nods, "This isn't my primary area of expertise but that is the only conclusion we have right now. He's still checking every other possibility but that's the only conclusion that is consistent with the data."

"It actually destroys AIM fields with an opposite frequency. But how does it conform itself to match the exact frequency. No two fields are exactly the same." Jason mutters to himself while staring at the screen.

"It's so hot in here," the women complained pulling at her collar.

"If you start stripping again, I'm locking you in the closet," Jason commented absentmindedly still staring at the screen. Touma just stared at them discussing something like that as if it happens all the time. "Well, it's a start. You think the Imagine Breaker's adaptability corresponds with the interface of the AIM field…

Touma started losing track of what was being said, the conversation was becoming more and more advance and started going way above his head. Jason and the women scientist were continuing to debate and point at the information on the tablet. Eventually Touma had to ask, "So what did you discover?" They both turned to him in surprise, almost like they forgot he was there.

"Well," Jason said. "At the risk of simplifying this, I'll try to explain the basics. We started off using my AIM field wavelength around the room. You are aware of An Involuntary Movement, the invisible energy ability users create that also defines our realities. Your Imagine Breaker was causing a small void in the field and that is what we focused on. We originally thought your hand was producing a different wavelength that was extremely versatile. The wavelength it produced would match a needed frequency to cancel out the frequency on the AIM field you were negating, virtually jamming it and preventing abilities by affecting an individual's personal reality. Well, it looks like that is not what happened. You know how matter and anti-matter work, right? They destroy each other in equal amount and release radiation energy. Your hand, as crazy as it may seem, may produce an anti-AIM field with virtually anti-matter AIM field. We don't have the technology to measure it here at this time to be a hundred percent sure but I believe the noise you hear is the energy being released when the anti-AIM field meets the active AIM field."

"Huh," Touma said. "My hand interferes with actual realities and not just the abilities produced by the realities?

Jason sighed as Touma didn't understand his simplified explanation. "Sort of, it's a lot more complicated than that but that's a really simplified version of it, as expected of your Touma. You hand is destroying AIM fields and that directly affects an individual's reality and therefore their ability."

"Well," Touma said, he had a suspicion that he was being insulted, "Could my hand permanently destroy an AIM field and prevent someone from being able to use their ability ever again or prevent someone else from gaining one?"

"Worried about having a girlfriend?" Jason asked smirking.

"No of course not," Touma denied shaking his head knowing he wasn't believable. "I just didn't want to accidently destroy someone's ability they may have worked hard to obtain. It has been on my mind for awhile but no one ever had an explanation on my hand so I couldn't really ask about it."

Jason smiled. "Always worried about others, but I guess that makes you, you. As it is now, no, your ability only would interfere with the active AIM field. All they have to do is activate their ability again. Now, if you held on to someone, they shouldn't be able to activate their ability because you would create a direct connection with your hand to their AIM field. But as soon as you let go, they could use their ability."

"What do you mean as of now?" Touma asked.

"Because," Jason said shrugging. "We don't have enough information to tell you how powerful your ability could be. Can the range be extended? Can you cover your body with its anti-AIM field? Once we have more information, I will let you know. I don't believe in keeping secrets from people who are willingly helping research." He turns to the women, "Keep examining this and start sending the requests for the equipment needed. You know how slow those dang bureaucrats are." The women nods and takes the tablet and leaves. Jason turns back to Touma. "Think that's all we can do today. I finally got to examine your Imagine Breaker. It is quite fascinating. What's scary is it is still just passive. It has so much power and you can't even control it."

"I never really considered how it worked anymore," Touma admitted staring at his hand. "Since no one else could explain it I just stopped questioning it."

"That's the great thing about science," Jason said happily. "If you don't know why something works you find out why."

"Well," Touma said sheepishly. "I'm not great in science. My money situation was becoming desperate, I don't get a lot."

"Yea," Jason said his face darkening slightly. "They don't treat lower levels that well here." He reached into his pocket and pulled out an envelope. "Here is your reimbursement for the experiment. If you are willing to do more, just let me know."

Touma takes it and he cries cartoon style tears. "Now I won't starve and I can treat Ruik….." He quickly shut his mouth as he watch Jason's face burst into a huge grin.

"I was right. You do have a big date coming up."

"Me and my big mouth," Touma muttered.

Touma manage to catch the last bus leaving district 1 to take him back to his dorm in district 7. On the ride back he just stared out the window and thought about what he learned. He found himself often glancing at his hand. He always knew it was unique, but he never thought of himself as special. To him, it was always a part of himself, just like his heart. This was the first time he started to learn about how it actually worked. Touma actually found himself thinking he WANTED to learn more about his right hand. Index told him a long time ago when they first met it was destroying his luck and that is why misfortunate things always happened to him. Now, he felt something swell up inside of him. If he knew more about it, maybe he could control it, not just to save himself form misfortune, but to protect the people close to him, Index, Ruiko, Mikoto….. Her smiling face appeared in his mind bright and clear. He shook his head to try to get her image out of his mind to stop the weird feeling in his stomach. To distract himself he opened the envelope to see how much he was paid and his mouth dropped.

"What the…." He got roughly a month of his current stipend from the city in one shot. I got paid this much for an experiment that lasted less than an hour? Was it really that special? He got off at his stop still in a daze and walked to his dorm. A couple lights were on but most people seemed to have retired for the night already. He went up to his dorm and quietly unlocked the door. He walked in and as he closed the door he felt a chill down his spine. He turned around and saw a very angry nun revealing her unusually sharp teeth at him.

"Touma," she said angrily. "You said you would just be gone for a minute."

Touma realized his mistake. He had told Index he was just going to run out to the bank before it closed. Because he had decided to join in Jason's experiments, he was over two hours later then he planned to be. "Index," he said shakily backing away from her. "It took longer than I thought it would but I do have the money I went for."

She glared at him, but she hadn't pounced on him yet which is a good sign. "You were late because you ran into trouble didn't you?"

Touma shook his head, "Of course not, look I'm fine and no injuries what so ever." He didn't tell her he was late because of trouble with his bank balance but it was so minor he didn't want to worry her. She also wasn't the biggest fan of science and saying someone was examining his hand would probably cause her to panic.

Index leaned forward and looked him in the eye. "You are not lying to me are you?"

"Nope, not lying to you at all," Touma said quickly but he couldn't look her in the eye.

"Touma…." Her teeth flashed and she bit him on the head.

"SUCH MISFORTUNE!"

This chapter didn't have as much humor as the last one but it has the most magical of all things…..Plot. I started down the road of my explanation of how the Imagine Breaker works.

Definitely want to add a few new characters in the next couple chapters but I'm not through all the light novels yet. Just hope I can write to keep them in character. Some guys are really hard to keep in character and have them actually do something important.

Hope everyone enjoyed the chapter. I know several people have high hopes for this story and I would hate to disappoint. Except for you, you know who you are. I am going to disappoint you specifically in every chapter. That will teach you what you did to me.