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The cause of this change was a single explosive thrown in from outside the camera frame.
Part 18[edit]
(November 10 – Critical Error)
An unknown cause is placing a heavy burden on the FCE.
Self-diagnosing…output of report complete.
The FCE is beginning its reboot sequence.
Part 19[edit]
(November 10 – Oahu – Coral Street Shopping Mall – In front of a coin locker – From security camera footage)
Kamijou Touma and Accelerator had jumped into the same area next to the smoking area. Together, they had pushed the hostage children into that area.
“What happened to Hamazura!?” asked Kamijou.
“He jumped out the other exit. He’s with the parents. More importantly, what the hell was that? What idiot intervened!?”
The sound of scraping metal could be heard beyond the black smoke.
Kamijou tried to peer out through the smoke, but Accelerator grabbed him by the nape of the neck.
Immediately afterwards, gunfire rang out.
It was not the sound of a handgun being fired. The explosive noise was deeper and continuous. It was most likely from an assault rifle or something like that.
Which meant…
“This isn’t the occult…” Accelerator muttered. “Then this is a job for me. You take those kids and get out of here.”
“I have no intention of getting into a firefight with those kids still here. And your power can release them, right?”
It was true that one of the children Kamijou had pushed to safety was acting differently from before. She was staring in confusion as if she could not understand what was going on. That was most likely due to Kamijou’s right hand having touched her.
Accelerator spoke without turning around.
“I’m best suited for this kind of battlefield, so you hurry up and get out of here.”
“…I’ll repay you for this later. Don’t let yourself get taken out easily.”
Having said that, Kamijou lightly tapped the heads of each of the hostages who were still trying to attack according to the magician’s orders. That was all it took to bring the children back to their senses. Taking them with him, Kamijou started leaving the coin locker and the attackers from the other side of the smoke...
However, Accelerator stepped into their path as if challenging them.
“It may be a little unfair, but we want to make sure we use the right person for the right job.”
Part 20[edit]
(November 10 – Oahu – Coral Street Shopping Mall – Eastern Side of the First Floor – From the camera in a tourist’s smartphone)
The explosions and gunfire caused a great panic within the shopping mall. No one was stupid enough to try to catch a glimpse of what was going on. The people sensed a crisis and all tried to get out of the exits at the same time. However, there were simply too many people, so the flow of people got caught near the exit...
Mark, one of the men in black suits, asked Birdway a question.
“Do you think it is going well?”
“As the gunfire is not ending, the battle must be continuing. Well, that magician has been getting other people involved while taking it easy on her end of things. It really made me want to take the fight to her. Not getting direct progress reports from the people there is a pain, though. I didn’t realize how thankful ...
“But even if you have people posted at all the nearby exits, there is still a chance that she can slip by in the confusion.”
“I can just follow the flow of magic power. That way, she can’t mix in with the normal people.”
“And if she does not refine any magic power?”
“Unthinkable. This is not a safe zone for her. When a surprise attack could come at any time, she will put up her defenses so she can deal with one. Even if she knows purifying magic power is dangerous, she will be even more afraid of not having any.”
Assuming the current magician specialized in controlling people, Birdway reasoned that she would unhesitatingly flee when attacked head on.
As such, Birdway was waiting at one of the exits for someone who might be the magician to show up.
Birdway frowned upon catching a glimpse of a figure within the crowd.
“What is someone as famous as that doing here?”
Part 21[edit]
An armed group of five stepped out of the black smoke and in front of Accelerator.
They were covered in special all-silver military uniforms from the top of their heads to bottom of their feet. The surface of the uniforms glittered like a CD. Their faces could not be seen, but Accelerator could just barely tell from their body shapes that three were men and two were women. They were all armed with sp...
“(…Tch. Are they from Gremlin? Those uniforms look more like electronic camouflage for fooling sensors than something to be used against people.)”
They did not utter a single word.
One of the men held up his rifle and unhesitatingly fired.
However, Accelerator had his reflection.
The man was struck by the bullet he himself had fired and was knocked to the ground, but the other four showed no sign of worry or confusion.
They all took separate actions.
“(…Was he testing to see if I could do it?)”
He had ignored the damage he would take on a personal level and made a calculated sacrifice to control the damage to the group as a whole.
It pissed the #1 off, but it did not change what he had to do.
He manipulated the vectors of the force of his legs to explosively charge forward. The hunt had begun. No matter what the enemy thought or how they moved, Accelerator’s reflection was overwhelmingly effective when it came to bullets and explosives. The attackers could do nothing to oppose the #1 as he wiped them out.
There was one left.
Just as he stretched his fingers out before her, bright red blood suddenly burst from Accelerator’s right arm.
A bullet had not made it past his wall of reflection.
Accelerator could not be harmed even by invisible threats such as gas or a biological weapon.
This had been caused by a non-external threat.
That is, his body was being destroyed from the inside.
The last remaining attacker jumped to the side and Accelerator was unable to correct his motion. He slammed into the wall. Blood was splattered on the wall and it did not quite seem real to him that it was his own.
Still leaning against the wall, Accelerator said, “It…can’t be…”
“One fact remains the same for every esper,” said the woman as she held up her bullpup-style rifle. “When a scientifically-created esper uses a magical spell, they are assaulted by a certain side effect.”
“…You’re…a magician…!?”
He tried to shout out but instead coughed up a clump of blood from deep in his throat.
The attackers’ movements. The way they had fled. The timing with which they had been taken out.
It had all been calculated out to make Accelerator take certain actions—to make him pull the trigger known as magic.
The specifics of the magic he was made to use did not matter.
It could be something relatively useless like sending a pale light from his fingertips or even something so trivial it could not be seen. What mattered was that they were making an esper use magic.
Accelerator managed to figure that much out, but he could also tell his consciousness was growing muddy.
He had used something like magic in the past, but making careful adjustments while checking on one’s limits was very different from charging in unaware.
And a scientific esper’s powers were created purely from the brain.
The muddying of his consciousness lowered his calculation ability which in turn had an effect on his control on the macro physical world he could see.
Simply put…he lost his reflection ability.
The woman whose face he could not see held her finger to her rifle’s trigger.
“The name Gremlin refers to an occult fairy that causes malfunctions in scientific machines. Had you not given any thought to what that meant?”
Immediately afterwards, a gunshot rang out.
Blood flew through the air. The dull sound of a human body falling to the ground was heard. Dark red blood leaked from the body as it lay on the ground.
However, it was not Accelerator’s body.
It was the woman’s body after she had been suddenly shot from the side.
Even as she lay on the ground, she held the bullpup-style assault rifle in one hand. She blindly fired in the direction she had been shot from.
“That just isn’t gonna cut it, lady. You aren’t going to hit anything firing wildly like that. Stability is more important than distance. No matter how good a gun you have, you can still miss at ten meters with terrible form like that,” said a deep male voice.
Two light gunshots rang out and two dark-red holes opened in the woman’s right shoulder. The rifle finally fell from her grasp and her resistance was replaced by groans.
“Don’t even hold a gun if you can’t hit. Are you trying to get yourself killed!? This is the world’s largest gun country!!”
“Who…are you…?” Accelerator asked the boasting man.
“That’s what I’d like to ask you, Japanese boy. I came all the way here to save the children, but you stole my thunder.”
“…Again: who the hell are you?”
“I really wish people would start watching the morning news,” sighed the middle-aged man holding a handgun. “I’m the goddamn president.”
Part 22[edit]
(November 10 – Oahu – White Beach Golf Club – From a tourist’s video camera)
The tourists poured out of the shopping mall and fled to the beach and other nearby areas. Unlike with a simple accident or disaster, the people were trying to escape a shooter, so they were mostly heading for other buildings to hide in.
Normally, only members could enter the White Beach Golf Club, but the guards’ shouts did nothing to stop the surging waves of people. They hesitated to draw their guns as a threat as it was an emergency and people’s lives were at stake.
Mixed in with the crowd, the Gremlin magician operated her cell phone.
Birdway and the others had been monitoring all of the exits, but they had not thought of the possibility of her destroying a wall and leaving through that. In a firefight like that, an extra explosion or two did not seem suspicious.
After ringing a few times, the call finally connected.
Without waiting for the other person to speak, the magician shouted into the phone.
“Why did you send them!? They were meant for a later stage!!”
“Either way, the plan would have been brought to a standstill if you had been captured back there,” said the young woman’s voice coming from the phone. “And I have things I must do while the enemy is focused on you.”
“They already know what you look like. If it is only a matter of time before the pursuers reach you, we must proceed even faster than planned. From here on out, this is a blitzkrieg. We must shake free of them faster than they can respond.”
Part 23[edit]
(November 10 – Oahu – From the in-vehicle camera of an electric cart)
Because he had no idea when the enemy’s comrades would return and injure Accelerator further, President Roberto Katze could not leave Accelerator where he was. Instead, he dragged him into the passenger seat of the kind of electric cart used in golf courses. He wanted to watch the reunion of the hostages and manipulate...