Editing review, starting from Natsuki Subaru shocking the world

"He..is asking us for help..."

Looking at the young man in the video, he took out his mobile phone, covered with bruises but still focused on the boy in front of him.

Misaka Mikoto's expression flashed with surprise.

Next comes complexity.

In the end, it turned into a trace of helplessness.

Immediately, she put her hands on her hips, and understood herself very well as she also looked relieved and happy in the video.

"I have been waiting for a long, long time... I have been waiting for this idiot to say something like this since a long time ago."

From the very beginning, the Misaka Sisters Plan seemed like a farce.

Then came the moment when the Daihasei festival was saved.

Or the many things in daily life that are either annoying or funny.

Look back carefully and savor these past events over and over again.

The brown-haired beauty showed a happy expression for the first time. The brilliance in her eyes could not be concealed, which made Shokuhou Misaki next to her feel lonely and sad even if she kept smiling.

Yeah...what a thing to brag about.

Being able to make a request from this once dependent boy.

To be remembered as a partner forever.

To be able to not be forgotten from beginning to end, standing beside him like a pendant.

For a beautiful girl who is as sweet as honey and like a queen, this is exactly what she has always dreamed of.

But, unfortunately——

All of this would never happen again if the system did not mention its past, the past that had to be turned over.

presumably--

The girl named Shokuhou Misaki.

Even in the future.

The boy named Kamijou Touma would also treat it as something he had never heard of, and it would gradually fade away with the memory of a fish, and he would never be able to recall it again.

Of course.

This loneliness and sadness.

It is quite consistent with Zhou Shuren’s famous quote in his novel criticizing the world: “I don’t feel happy, I just feel they are very noisy.”

Here is Shokuhou Misaki, who is surrounded by fans, looking lonely and depressed but without showing any expression revealing it.

At the table in front of the video editing, Misaka Mikoto was still smiling happily, counting on her fingers with full enthusiasm, with a great passion in her heart that she couldn't hide.

Finally, the girl Misaka clenched her fists tightly, and stared at the scenes on the screen with her eyes without wavering or dodging, with a smile on her lips: "But even if it starts now, it's not too late! No matter what, this is the first time this guy has asked me for help, so I in the video... will just sit there and do whatever you think you can do for him instead of the viewer in front of the video."

Same, same moment.

At Kamijou's house.

Index clenched her fists as well.

This girl, who always appears to be a cute foodie, may have had the opportunity for the first time to do something for the boy who has always been tolerant and helpful to her.

"You must do your best, Index! No matter what, you must help Touma solve this problem!"

"You should also try your best, Sphinx! This is my first battle!"

"Meow~~"

A pet and a cat, both responded in sync with each other.

It is the purest and most sincere emotion, a treasure that arises spontaneously without any impurities.

"Index..."

Looking at the silly silver-haired nun tiptoeing in front of the screen with a serious attitude, the hedgehog-headed Mr. Touma was stunned for a moment, and then there was only a touch of warmth in his heart that could not be erased.

That's right.

Although I don’t know anyone in this city, since I lost my memory, I don’t even recognize anything about my past.

However, ever since the emergence of editing, his memories of the past have slowly been filled in, and he also knows what will happen in the future through these editing scenes.

Seeing Index cheering with all her might, and looking at the video, the two companions immediately responded to the request.

The unprecedented sense of being recognized and the sense of belonging that came from knowing for the first time that the people around him could also be relied upon made the boy feel many emotions he had never experienced before.

There is gratitude, happiness, and a kind of bitterness that cannot be expressed by outsiders.

"However, how will the battle between these two sides end? The scene is very tense." Looking at the scenes in the video, Romani Akiman murmured. As the leader of Chaldea in the Type-Moon plane, he was also sweating for the scenes in the video.

"By the way, if I use the Devil Breaking Hand to touch the belly of this pregnant woman, wouldn't everything be over quickly?... Well, if that's the case, it would be completely contrary to the meaning of the word 'save' that this boy wants to do."

What will be the answer to this battle?

No one knows, or rather...everyone knows.

When Index, who is best at dealing with magic, appears on the field... everything is no longer suspenseful.

The editing continues to move forward...

It doesn't matter how many enemies increase.

Freya, the goddess of fertility, holds the key to determining the outcome of the war.

She ignored the shorter tunnel ceiling and glared at the enemy in front of her and shouted:

"Cost 1·White·Calling//Sidisweeney."

The woman threw the gem, and a large amount of wet red lines combined into a wild boar.

That'll be fine.

Sidiswini was originally the mount of Freya, the goddess of Norse mythology. Now it was allowed to play the role of the past. If she jumped off a high-speed train, even Freya would die on the spot, but it would be a different story if there was something to take her back. Freya wanted this wild boar to take her back.

Then, all they had to do was let the "Underground Dragon" Vol. 02, which was chasing them from behind, charge at full speed, using an attack that could destroy the entire tunnel and tear the train apart.

This way all the enemies will be destroyed.

All friendly and enemy personnel will be sent flying, but only Freya will be able to survive safely by relying on the support of others.

No matter how dirty the means are, we must protect this mother body.

I won't let them touch my mother anymore.

"『Underground Dragon』 Vol. 02, destroy everything!"

The final order was sent.

The giant body suddenly accelerated as if it had crossed the last line.

The cost of that thing is already as high as seventy. Even if it collides head-on with a maglev train with more than ten carriages, I think it will be able to smash the train to pieces without any damage.

however.

Just before the dragon charged.

"It's so noisy————!"

Mikoto jumped back as if she was going to do a backflip.

On the way, she took the initiative to jump from the rear end of the car with the help of a powerful magnetic force. A kick like a cannonball. This seemingly fragile little girl, a human who would instantly turn into a piece of meat if she hit any part of the semicircular tunnel, left the safe area without hesitation and faced "Underground Dragon" Vol. 02 directly.

The most exaggerated loud explosion so far.

And more than one sound.

Mikoto leaped straight towards the dragon and seemed to take out several amusement park tokens from her skirt.

Zero-range continuous shooting.

She fired at it with all her might, which is how the nickname "A Certain Scientific Railgun" came about.

The entire tunnel shook strangely, and a lot of dust fell from the ceiling.

"It's a lie..."

The dragon's advance was instantly blocked.

The thing that had become a wreckage disappeared from the sight of everyone on the high-speed moving train - Freya could only barely understand this with her stunned mind.

Furthermore, since they cannot rely on the "Underground Dragon" Vol. 02's assault to destroy the train, they have to replan the entire operation.

this time.

Kamijou Touma and Index didn't give it to her.

The two took advantage of the tunnel ceiling becoming higher and took a big step forward.

Upright.

Frontal approach.

"Tsk!"

Blah blah blah!

Freya, the goddess of abundance, threw a handful of gems forward. Brisingaman. This thing is particularly famous and popular in Norse mythology, in other words, it is a research subject for many people - despite this, it is still a black box with no idea what effect or symbolism it has. Freya threw out the core with this name, and constructed a unique spell through the mother and the womb.

Who gives birth to what, and what eats what? She expands the range of choices as much as possible. Whether it is winning by quantity or crushing with her huge body, Freya expands the outline like a spider web so that she can respond in various ways according to the situation.

however--

"A song dedicated to SFOC, where ICRYS fills in the gaps!"

As the white-robed nun chanted, Freya's whole body became stiff.

Compulsory chanting.

This technique uses Kabbalah spelling to interfere with the enemy magician's chanting and thus seize control. This move was created to allow Index, who is unable to refine her own magic power, to bring the supernatural power of "magic" to the battlefield, and can be said to be a culmination of technology.

It can mobilize the knowledge of 103,000 magic books in the girl's brain, instantly analyze the opponent's attack methods, and search for the most effective way to interfere and attack the enemy.

Simultaneously.

Kamijou Touma said this to Index who was facing the enemy magician.

——Analysis of the magic of "giving birth".

"It's really strange when you think about it."

Kamijou exhaled slowly, then spoke:

"You said that you worked hard all the way to protect your mother. But, specifically, where did you read what data to learn magic? Was your mother originally a magician? Although it is possible, from the fact that you have specialized magic for childbirth, it can be inferred that there is an important basis. Do you know what it is?"

"..."

"Magic for safely giving birth to your own child."

Kamijou pointed it out directly.

"The original version was prepared to give birth to you smoothly! Although I don't know whether it was a spell with specific steps or just a simple little spell, it couldn't hurt people! You turned it into an offensive spell in order to meet up with the "troublemaker". If this is the truth...!"

"So what?"

Freya said in a cursed low voice:

"No matter what it was originally, in the end it was still neither successful nor completed! Once I leave the mother's body, she will die without support and will not even be able to breathe. But if I continue to stay like this, my mother's self will gradually become thinner. No matter what I do, no matter how! Ordinary methods can't protect my mother! If it weren't for the power of the devil who can make the impossible possible, there would be no way to escape this dead end everywhere!"

"So, Index will complete the Mountain of Wisdom that can reach the realm of the 'Demon God' if it is fully exerted!"

Kamijou Touma answered immediately.

Not a second of hesitation.

"With 103,000 magic books, you can solve it without relying on the power of the 'Demon God'! Speaking of which, the relationship between you and your mother is like the mother and fetus reversed. Although the fetus needs the mother to provide blood, nutrition, and oxygen for a period of time, it is completely independent after birth and takes in those things by its own strength. The two things are the same. Just figure out the spell of childbirth and cast it on the mother who depends on you for survival! This should make your mother's heart beat again by her own strength, just like the child left the mother!"

This moment.

The magician named Freya, the little life that communicated with the world through her mother's five senses but was actually still curled up in her belly, had no idea what had befallen her.

The whole world was dark, and there was an overwhelming amount of malice in all directions. She had been hated by many people before she was born, but even so, the mother still tried desperately to protect her child...

Would my birth bring such a great loss?

The mother who tried her best to stay alive with her frail body was eventually attacked by someone else.