Volume 6, The Night After the Festival
With that, it seemed the incident was over.
But the initial question had still not been answered.
“Touma! Who exactly is that girl clinging to your back!?”
It was November. The silver-haired, green-eyed white nun named Index struck a daunting pose in a plaza as a spiky-haired boy sat seiza-style in front of her. If one thought about it rationally, this behavior was going too far since Kamijou was the owner of the dorm room and Index was only a freeloader. But oddly enough, if the circumstances were carefully taken into account, this almost seemed like it was not enough.
And Kamijou Touma responded.
“W-well, her name is Fräulein Kreutune.”
“Why is she clinging to your back?”
“It seems she shrank and became younger due to the effects of eating a replica made by Cendrillon! Some kind of change came over her body structure when she lost her function!”
“Why is she clinging to your back?”
“Possibly because her friends embraced her to prove she had lost the function to eat brains, she gained this strange idea!! Basically, she has a stereotypical habit of embracing people, so it isn’t exclusive to Kamijou-san or anything! She was embracing Misaka before, so this isn’t anything I need to feel guilty about at all!!”
Kamijou frantically pleaded his case because he had a feeling he was going to have his own head bitten into due to a reason having nothing to do with functions. Index growled like a wild dog for a bit, but she finally sighed as if she had given up on something.
“Well, at least I know you haven’t changed, Touma. ...And I suppose there is something I should say.”
“What’s that?”
“Welcome home.”
“I’m back, baby.”
Kamijou tried to hide his embarrassment with a joke, and he received a serious bite immediately afterwards.