Authors Note: So this was mainly made to address an irritating discrepancy between the Index of the first arc and the more childish annoying Index of the rest of the series. Its probably not true but eh I like it. Any reviews are greatly appreciated.

You really think I'm that stupid don't you? After all that's all you've ever thought of me isn't it? A stupid naive little girl, a freeloader, an annoying nuisance, an endless drain on your resources. I may be all those things but I am not stupid.

Don't you remember? I have perfect memory, I can recall everything my eyes have ever seen in their exact detail, every leaf on a tree, every freckle on a young girl's face and of course every word of every grimoire. So what exactly made you think your pathetic facade would ever work? The truth is I've known from the very start, the second you began speaking in that hospital bed I knew he was gone forever. I almost wanted to forego the thou shalt not kill rule and bite you hard in the neck until I felt something warm and red spraying. I settled for something more familiar.

I only went along with it because I desperately wanted to believe otherwise, to delude myself into thinking Touma didn't die that night. But as days became weeks and months I realized that was the sad truth and this so called happy ending quickly became my own personal hell.

Everything you did was wrong, the mannerisms were wrong the speech was wrong, everything was just wrong. Of course I was the only one who noticed, your stupid so called friend's and that damn short hair never did. It really just rubbed it in how little everyone really cared about him, but I did with all my heart.

I really really did love him in the end you know, I didn't realize it at the time when Komoe asked me, I just didn't have the words to describe how I felt when I was around him. I wish if nothing else I could turn back the clock and tell him before he died. I never even got to say goodbye.

And I want to believe that he did as well, otherwise why go to all the trouble just for me. But you obviously couldn't care less, gallivanting around with short hair and plenty of other girls not even giving me the benefit of knowing where you are. Looking at me like I'm such a terrible burden you have to deal with, another source of misfortune. My heart broke a little more every-time you looked at me like that with his eyes.

Hah! You go on and on about misfortune but you don't really know real misfortune. Try having the one person you love most in the world look at you everyday like your some kind of stranger. And not even having anyone else to go to. He was all I ever had or at least all I can remember and you stole him from me. I could go with Stiyl and Kanzaki I suppose but they knew the previous me as well, I won't force them to bear the same awful cross I have to.

Do you know why impostor I act like such a brat even though we're the same age? Why I devour all the food leaving barely any for you? Why I bite you with the slightest provocation for the slightest misdemeanor's? Well isn't it obvious? Its the only way I can lash out, the only way I can get back at you for taking him away from me. I know how petty that sounds but what else can I do?

I'm not some stupid little kid. I could get a job, I could ask Kanzaki or someone else for aid, I could even use some basic magic spells to heal you or feed you. But really why should I do any of this for you impostor? You didn't save me, you didn't love me, Kamijou Touma did. Your not Touma and you never will be.

I would have done all those things for him you know without hesitation. I would have died for him, I would have killed for him. I would even have left the church just to be with him forever. He deserved that much.

I suppose its good we sleep in opposite sides of the dorm, because sometimes I can't do anything else than cry myself to sleep thinking of him.

Maybe all this is karmic retribution, after all as much as I blame you, I was responsible for his death, you could say that was the church's fault for installing such a evil program into me but really it my voice giving the command, my mana fueling the attack. When I think about that the only thing stopping me from throwing myself over our dorm railing is my teachings. Suicide is a sin after all.

Though honestly sometimes I have to wonder could divine punishment really be worse than this?