Chapter 867: Kamijou Touma, It's Time to Work!
Forty minutes later, Stiyl re-entered Academy City and went directly to Kamijou Touma's apartment.
He hesitated at the door for a moment, but ultimately Stiyl decided to try his best not to disturb Index and quietly entered…
Melting the door lock with fire and carefully controlling it to avoid a fire—Stiyl was already proficient in this operation.
Then he silently walked into the room.
“What poor vigilance,” Stiyl muttered to himself while looking around, “Where was that guy?”
Kamijou Touma lived in a single apartment, and due to the limited space, it was difficult to fit a second bed.
Stiyl was relieved to see that Index was occupying the only bed by herself.
Immediately, Stiyl noticed that the bathroom door was tightly closed, and there was a living presence behind it.
“Found him.” Stiyl walked over, used the same trick again, and opened the bathroom door.
Kamijou Touma was sleeping soundly in the bathtub, which had been drained.
“Truly no vigilance at all,” Stiyl commented again.
As soon as he finished speaking, Kamijou Touma in the bathtub seemed to sense something and slowly woke up.
“!” Waking from his sleep, he suddenly saw a dark figure standing beside him.
Kamijou Touma was so startled he almost jumped up, but because he was in the bathtub and couldn't exert force quickly, he failed to get up. Instead, his head hit the side of the bathtub with a dull thud.
Amidst his cry of pain, Kamijou Touma finally saw the true identity of the dark figure beside him.
“Stiyl? Why are you here?”
Then, looking up, he saw a hole burned in the door lock, and Kamijou Touma immediately became anxious.
“My door!”
But before he could shout, Stiyl stopped him: “Shh, do you want to wake Index?”
“You know it will wake her! Why did you break in!” Kamijou Touma complained in a low voice.
Ever since he realized it was Stiyl, Kamijou Touma's tense nerves from a moment ago completely relaxed.
—This Stiyl (Flame Magician) was not an enemy; of course, he was definitely not a “friend” either.
Therefore, Kamijou Touma wasn't worried about his and Index's safety. He was only concerned about the money to fix the door tomorrow.
—It was reasonable to assume that Stiyl had used the same method when entering the outer main door, so two doors needed to be fixed!
This was adding insult to injury for the Kamijou family, whose financial situation was already tight.
“Hmph, I wish you’d have some ambition.” Stiyl sneered disdainfully when he learned what he was worried about. “Don’t worry, I’ll pay for replacing the door and lock.”
“Huh? You’re that kind?” Kamijou Touma calmed down slightly, then looked at him suspiciously.
“Of course, even for Index, I’ll replace your door with the strongest one!”
Although he could feel the Stiyl (Flame Magician)'s undisguised malice, since he was willing to pay for the damage, that was enough.
Kamijou Touma no longer bothered, finally stood up from the bathtub, and then peeked towards the door.
“Don’t worry,” Stiyl said, “I was very careful when I came in and didn’t disturb Index; and then…”
He stared at Kamijou Touma's right hand: “From now on, control your right hand, don’t move it around!”
“You used magic in my room?” Kamijou Touma immediately reacted.
“Just a little trick to block sound,” Stiyl said, “to facilitate Our upcoming conversation.”
Kamijou Touma's face immediately fell: “I knew it… Tell me, what trouble have you brought again? By the way, why do you magicians always like to run to Our Academy City!”
“Precisely because this is not the domain of magic, it has more significance under specific circumstances,” Stiyl said. “And why do you think we agreed to let Index stay here?”
With that, Stiyl pulled an envelope from his pocket: “Here is the information for this operation. Read it quickly, and let’s move as fast as possible.”
“So…” Kamijou Touma listlessly took the data, then casually turned on the light, “Which magician broke in this time?”
Stiyl quickly grabbed a towel and plugged the hole in the door, preventing light from leaking into the outer room.
“No one broke in… Well, actually, it sort of counts,” Stiyl explained. “As you can see in the data, the target of this operation is Sister Orsola Aquinas. She was kidnapped by a local cult called Amakusa-style Cross Rosicrucian. What we need to do is simple: find her, rescue her, and return her to the Roman Orthodox Church.”
“A rescue operation?” Kamijou Touma finally perked up. “A nun…”
As he spoke, Kamijou Touma couldn't help but look towards the door—a nun was sleeping soundly in the room outside.
“For various reasons, Orsola took the opportunity to escape Amakusa-style's captivity and fled into Academy City,” Stiyl said. “But the problem is, Amakusa-style Cross Rosicrucian also pursued her, while the Roman Orthodox Church's action unit was unable to enter and was forced to wait outside.”
After the explanation, Kamijou Touma finally understood the situation of the incident. He also learned about the relationship between Amakusa-style Cross Rosicrucian and Kanzaki Kaori.
“So,” Kamijou Touma said with an expression of disbelief, “in the worst-case scenario, this time we might even have to fight Shinkanzaki?”
Recalling the “Angel Fall” incident not long ago, he had personally witnessed the terrifying strength of a Saint. The only person Kamijou Touma could think of who could contend with such a monster was Lin Wuming.
“Who knows?” Stiyl shrugged. “Anyway, finding Sister Orsola is the most important thing right now.”
“Then,” Kamijou Touma asked, “do you have any clues? I don’t mind helping, but just the two of us trying to find someone in the entire Academy City—that difficulty is a bit too high.”
“I do have a few methods, but I really don’t want to use them unless absolutely necessary.” Stiyl shook his head; ultimately, he was just here to help and didn’t need to pay too high a price for the Roman Orthodox Church’s affairs.
“You are a resident of Academy City, so I need to ask you—do you have any good methods?” Stiyl asked.
“Hey, I’m just an ordinary high school student, aren’t your expectations of me a bit too high?” Kamijou Touma retorted. “I’m not as resourceful as Lin Wuming… Oh, right, Lin Wuming!”
Kamijou Touma slapped his palm with his fist: “Lin Wuming will definitely have a way!”
In Kamijou Touma's opinion, he and Lin Wuming had a considerable friendship, so asking him for help should not be a problem.
After all, it was for saving someone, so Kamijou Touma didn't have too much psychological burden and wouldn't hesitate to ask for help.
