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Yes, it is Etzali (I haven't read the light novels, but have read a general synopsis). Is this same scene in the Manga as well?
It came up with things like how to control a black cat with silver vine powder and voodoo witch doctors used fugu poison to create zombies that had a state of apparent death. She didn t even understand why something as insignificant as this had caused her so much damage, so she of course couldn t think of a way to deal with it.
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A Certain Magical Index Volume 1
had a right hand called Imagine Breaker. It would negate all magic whether it was for
good or evil.
In other words, even if she tried to heal the boy, that recovery magic would be negated.
It all came to the boy’s mind and heart being dead rather than his body.
“Umm?”
The boy’s voice sounded unsure…no, worried.
For some reason, Index could not allow that transparent boy to speak like that.
The boy had been hurt for her sake. It was not fair for him to then be worried about her.
Index forced down whatever it was that was gathering in her heart and then took a deep
breath.
She tried to smile and thought she might have managed.
The boy was transparent through and through, so it was clear he did not remember
Index at all.
“Um, are you okay? You look really sad.”
That transparent boy smashed her perfect smile to pieces all at once. Index recalled that
the boy had always seemed able to see the true emotions hidden behind her smiles.
“I’m perfectly okay.” Index worked to keep her breathing steady. “Of course I’m okay.”
The transparent boy studied Index’s face for a bit.
“…Um. Did we know each other by any chance?”
That question was the hardest one for Index to bear.
It proved that the transparent boy knew nothing about her.
Nothing. Truly nothing.
“Yes…” replied Index as she stood in the middle of the hospital room. Her body language
was similar to an elementary school student in a manga who had been sent to stand out
in the hall for forgetting her homework.
“Touma, you don’t remember? We met on your dorm balcony.”
“…I live in a dorm?”
“…Touma, you don’t remember? You destroyed my Walking Church with your right
hand.”
“What’s a Walking Church? …Is it some kind of new jogging religion?”
“……Touma, you don’t remember? You fought magicians for me.”
“Is Touma someone’s name?”
Index felt like she could not go on speaking for much longer.
“Touma, you don’t remember?”
Even so, she had to ask one last thing.
“How much Index…loved you.”
“I’m sorry,” said the transparent boy. “And what is Index? It doesn’t sound like a
person’s name. Do I have a cat or a dog?”
“Weh…”
Index felt the urge to cry rise up as high as her chest.
But she crushed that urge and forced it down.
She forced it down and smiled. It was hardly a perfect smile, but she did at least manage
a crumbling smile.
“Just kidding! You totally fell for it! Ah ha ha ha!!”
“Hweh…?”
Index froze in place.
The unsure expression left the transparent boy’s face. It was completely swapped out for
a fierce and incredibly evil smile with bared canines.
“Why are you getting so emotional over being called a dog or cat, you masochist? What,
are you into things like collars or something? C’mon, I have no intention of having this
end with me revealing a secret interest in kidnapping and confining little girls.”
At some point, color had filled the transparent boy.
Index did not understand why. She thought she was imagining things, so she rubbed her
eyes. She thought she was hearing things, so she cleared out her ears. It felt like her
perfectly sized habit had somehow become too big so one shoulder was about to slip off.
“Huh? Eh? Touma? Huh? I was told your brain cells had been destroyed so you forgot
everything…”
“…C’mon now. Don’t make it sound like it would’ve been better if I had.” Kamijou sighed.
“You really are slow. It’s true I chose to take those feathers of light at the very, very end.
I’m no magician, so I have no idea what effects they had, but according to the doctor, my
brain cells were damaged. As such, I was supposed to have amnesia, right?”
“You were supposed to?”
“Yup. After all, that damage was done by magic, right?”
“Ah,” said Index as she realized something.
“That’s right, that’s it, and you’ve got it. Is three times enough? That made things simple.
I just touched my own head with my right hand and used Imagine Breaker on myself.”
“Ahh…” Index weakly sat down on the floor.
“Basically, I just had to negate the magical damage before it could reach my brain and
do permanent damage there. If it was more like a physical phenomenon like Stiyl’s
flames, that would never have worked, but those feathers of light were nothing more
than a strange supernatural power, so there was no problem.”
It was the same as how a bomb would not explode even if its fuse was lit so long as the
fuse was cut before it reached the bomb.
Before the damage running through Kamijou’s body could reach his brain, he had
negated that damage itself.
It sounded ridiculous.
It sounded absolutely ridiculous, but that boy’s Imagine Breaker could negate even the
rules created by God.
As Index sat on the floor in a daze with her legs bent backwards to either side, she
looked up at Kamijou’s face. Now she was sure, the shoulder of her absolute nun’s habit
had indeed slipped down. Her expression was just as stupid looking.
“Ha ha ha. Man, you should’ve seen your face. With how you always have everyone
volunteer for your sake, I hope this incident has taught you something.”
“…”
Index was unable to respond.
“…Huh? …Um.”
Kamijou grew a bit unsure of himself and the tone of his voice dropped.
Index slowly lowered her head and her long silver bangs covered her expression.
As she sat on the floor, her shoulders trembled slightly. It seemed she was gritting her
teeth.
With an unpleasant tone in his voice, Kamijou went back to probing for information.
“Um, there is one thing I would like to ask. May I ask it, princess?”
“What?” replied Index.
“Um…Are you angry by any chance?”
♦
The nurse call rang.
The scream of a boy who had been bitten on the top of the head rang throughout the
hospital.
♦
Looking a perfect fit for some angry sound effects, Index left the hospital room.
“Oh?” said a voice near the entrance. The frog-faced doctor entered just as Index was
exiting and he had almost bumped into her. “I came because the nurse call went off,
but…Oh, now this is bad.”
The boy’s upper body had slipped from the bed and he cried while holding the top of his
head with both hands.
“I’m gonna die. I’m really gonna die,” he muttered to himself with such realism that it
was frightening.
The doctor glanced back towards the open door to the hallway before turning back to
Kamijou.
“Should you really have done that?”
“Done what?” replied the boy.
“You don’t remember anything, do you?”
The transparent boy fell silent.
The reality that God had created was not as kind and warm as what he had told that girl.
As a result of the magic that had afflicted them, the boy and girl had collapsed in the
apartment and the two naming themselves magicians had brought them to the hospital.
Those supposed magicians had told the doctors what had transpired and the doctors
had of course not believed them. The doctors had only told the boy all of that because
they felt he had the right to know.
To him, it had been like reading someone else’s diary.
It did not matter to him what someone else’s diary said about a girl he could not picture
in his head or recognize if he saw her.
What he had told her had been nothing more than something he had made up based on
what someone else’s diary had said.
Even if it said that right hand that was wrapped in bandages held a power that could
destroy even the rules created by God…
He did not really believe it.
“But should I really have done that?” said the transparent boy.
Even though it had been someone else’s diary, it had been so enjoyable…and so
heartbreaking.
His missing memories would never come back, but he had somehow managed to think
of that as a very sad thing.
“For some reason, I did not want to make that girl cry. That was how I felt. I don’t know
what kind of feeling it was and I’ll probably never remember, but that was how I felt all
the same.” The transparent boy gave a truly colorless smile. “Doctor, why did you
believe that story? I mean, being a doctor is about as far as you can get from things like
magicians and magic.”
“Not necessarily.” A proud look appeared on the doctor’s frog-like face. “Hospitals and
the occult have a surprisingly close relationship. …And I’m not talking about ghosts
haunting hospitals. Depending on their religion, some people refuse to take blood
transfusions, refuse surgery, and will sue you even though you saved their life. For a
doctor, it is best to just do what the patient says when it comes to the occult.”
The doctor smiled.
He did not know why he was smiling. When he saw the boy smile, he instinctually
smiled back like he was a mirror image of the boy.
Or perhaps it was the boy that was a mirror of the doctor.
That was just how hollow the boy’s smile was. It was like he could not even feel sorrow.
The boy was really, truly transparent.
“I may still remember more than you think.”
The frog-faced doctor looked at the transparent boy in slight surprise.
“Your memories were ‘killed’, brain cells and all.”
(What a ridiculous thing for me to say,) thought the doctor.
But he continued.
“To liken the human body to a computer, your hard disk was utterly fried. If there is no
data left in your brain, just where are these memories supposed to be?”
Somehow, the doctor felt the boy’s response would blow that ridiculous logic away.
“Isn’t that obvious?” replied the transparent boy. “In my heart.”
Nice to meet you. This is Kamachi Kazuma.
Right about now, I’m starting to feel incredibly embarrassed about referring to myself
with a penname. To people who have done things online: it’s a bit like revealing your
handle to the world for the first time.
Come to think of it, this book got its start online.
The magicians in RPGs and such that can create balls of fire or revive the dead at the
cost of some MP are quite convenient, because the term “magic” lets them do whatever
they want. But (for the sake of argument) let’s assume magic actually existed. What
kinds of people used magic throughout history? What kinds of rules exist behind the
term "magic"? This all started when I typed “magician” and “actually exist” into a search
engine in an attempt to answer those questions.
It came up with things like “how to control a black cat with silver vine powder” and
“voodoo witch doctors used fugu poison to create zombies that had a state of apparent
death”. I got interested when I realized that the workings of the occult seemed an awful
lot like science.
Dengeki Bunko’s light novels treat magic like it's normal, so I thought that a novel that
went deeper into the idea of magic might be a new idea.
…Really, this is a work that was more about my personal interest rather than an idea
marketed to a certain type of reader (that is, I didn’t try to come up with some catchy
topic). My bowed head will never be raised when in front of my editor Miki-san and my
illustrator Haimura Kiyotaka-san who both stuck with me on this. I am truly thankful.
And to you readers who picked this book up, I am very grateful that you stuck with my
long, drawn-out writing style for this long.
I hope that Kamijou Touma and Index will live just a little longer in your hearts.
And I pray that I will get to make a second volume.
For today, I lay down my pen.
…It’s actually still December 26, 2003.
-Kamachi Kazuma
A steel girder had fallen into the ground right between his legs as he sat on his butt. That wasn’t all. All around him, more of them were sticking out of the ground, covering them up, like a badly made hut with tons of holes in the roof. There was a precarious balance here that seemed so weak a breeze would cause the whole thing to come crashing down, but for now, at least, Kamijou hadn’t been buried alive. (That was lucky…wait, that’s impossible. I’m unlucky, after all. Which means…oh, I see. That Level 5 can use the power of electricity to manipulate magnetism, too, can’t she?)
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