2013-02-28, 15:27
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#8232
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Banned
Join Date: Jan 2009
Age: 34
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Originally Posted by kaizerknight01
If only Index character development was explored further ..... ( well if you thinking about both Index and mikoto both are Tsun ... one bites Touma skull and the other will electrocute him )
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Since the anime ommited good part of the goodby chat between Index and Touma, this fanart is quoting the novels:
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“Touma! Have the magicians come back!? Touma, you need to get out of here!!”
Index looked at Kamijou with an expression of disbelief. She knew just how dangerous magicians were and was wholeheartedly worried for Kamijou.
“…It’s okay, Index.”
“Touma!”
“It’s over. …It’s already over.”
“Touma,” said Index quietly and then, all strength left her body.
Kamijou had no idea what kind of expression was on his face.
“…I’m sorry,” said Kamijou. “I will get stronger. I will never lose again. I will get strong enough to kick the asses of every last person who would treat you like this…”
Even crying would have been cowardly. Inviting her sympathy was unthinkable.
“…Just wait. Next time, I will make sure to truly save you.”
How did he appear in Index’s eyes?
How did he sound in Index’s ears?”
“I understand. I’ll wait.”
Because she knew not the situation, to Index, it had to seem like Kamijou had lost to the enemy and sold Index out for his own safety.
Yet, she smiled.
Her smile was battered. Her smile was perfect. Her smile looked like it would crumble at any moment. Even so, she smiled.
Kamijou could not understand. He could no longer understand how she could be that trusting of people. That was when he made up his mind.
“Once your headaches get better, let’s take out these magicians and win your freedom,” he said. “I’d like to go to the beach after that, but we’ll have to wait until my supplementary lessons are over,”
“Would you like to transfer to my school once summer break is over?” he asked.
“I’d like to make all sorts of memories,” Index said.
“You will,” promised Kamijou.
He continued forward with the lie.
It mattered not what was true or false. He no longer needed that kind of cold, cruel, and proper justice that could not comfort even a single girl.
The boy by the name of Kamijou Touma needed neither justice nor evil.
False words were more than enough for him, which why Kamijou Touma shed not a single tear.
Not even one.
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