"Do you want to stand so high and watch?"
“When you stand higher than others, you can see further than others, and when you see further, you can notice more than just one scenery...”
"Okay! You always have a reason..."
Impatiently interrupting the trainer's words, Admiration Orihime showed a 'liveliness' that Naritaji rarely experienced.
It’s better to say it’s the first time we’ve met.
This was the first time I saw Orihime-san, who was always silent and cold as if forced by someone, to express her disgust for something so directly.
Sure enough, the initial guess was correct.
Orihime-san is in a strange situation today, but this may also be her once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Although it is unclear what kind of feud she has with Trainer Linton, Orihime-san in this state...
She lowered her head and looked at her feet, which were standing on tiptoe and tapping the grass.
That was the foot that once won the Far East Derby.
It is clear that there was a transcendence, which proves that there was a moment of parallelism.
But the two hearts are always parallel.
There is no connection point at all, and there is no way to convey my own words.
Of course I wouldn't think so...
Narita Road has its own persistence, insisting on hoping that its friends and opponents will have a good future.
Even if she is in a competition, it is always difficult to have both, and she wants to give her best.
Especially for Orihime-san who looked worrying, standing there as if she was about to disappear with the wind and die.
Admittedly, admiring Orihime is neither thin nor short, let alone weak.
On the contrary, that petite body hides dazzling explosive power, and its running posture can always steal Naritaji's attention when the trainer replays the game records.
Compared to the 'convening of a combat meeting', the ultimate running always attracts the attention of every racing girl, making them ask themselves whether they can achieve the same running.
There is only the end in sight, and there is no other scenery, just like what the former silent Suzuka-senpai mentioned in his graduation speech.
However, despite having competed with him many times, even though the person involved still feels embarrassed, Narita Road has been called a strong rival or even an old enemy by countless media and the public.
But they have more unfounded worries than them.
She always felt that Miss Orihime might disappear during such a run. This certainly did not mean that extreme competitive sports would bring hidden injuries and hidden dangers to the body, but would be an even more unacceptable kind of destruction.
So she always wanted to persuade him and would frequently appear next to him and in his field of vision.
Of course she knew that she would always be seen as a hindrance, and even more so that such efforts might be fruitless.
But she couldn't think of any other plan.
Even if there was no way to find Orihime's roommate, she could only repeat this futile effort.
But if it were today, now...
The purple-gold eyes looked toward the outside of the track, sizing up the dark star who was doing warm-up exercises.
That was the name she heard in the conversation between the other party and Trainer Linton. When she first heard it, she thought it was perfect. Orihime-san was indeed like a star that shrouded darkness and released darkness. It was fascinating and exciting. concern.
If she wanted to, she should find a ray of light in it no matter what.
If not, you should bring it yourself.
It will definitely be conveyed!
She stood on the runway again, radiating her brilliance like a blazing sun, which would attract the unhappy eyes of Orihime, who admired her.
The scorching sun has always blocked the starlight more completely than the moon.
When this fell into the eyes of the trainer from above, he nodded with even more satisfaction.
So far, he's happy with the steps he's taken so far.
Although some time was wasted in the opening, the scene was just as he expected.
The so-called parallel running is just a common form of training.
Running training with more than two people is like a simulated race, and when there are only two people in the training itself, it can be said to be the ultimate confrontation.
At this point, the concept of training will be overshadowed by the horse girls' desire to win, and it will become a simulated competition.
Just like the past few confrontations, this time, there are no longer those horse girls who will become distractions to the observation.
At this time, Miss Vega, who always cannot see the stars clearly because she is close to the sun, can she still maintain the same attitude as before?
"It's time to begin," he said on stage.
There is no need for two horse girls to try their best to take advantage of the horse's ears.
The training ground system activated by the trainer's authority is simultaneously informing the 'players' on the field through the sound transmission modules constructed of tiny devices distributed around the field.
As his words fell, the gates of its own virtual architecture were built in modules in all directions.
The gate is even more considerate than some racecourses, with a screen marking the countdown from 10S on the inside.
Then the moment the "1" fell, the powerful feet that cut through the wind and trampled the earth suddenly stepped out.
"You are a little impatient, Miss Naritaji..."
Omo made sure to turn off the notification function. He sighed just now and looked at the data marked on the public notice board at the training ground.
Position (sequence), name, starting order (distance order), initial speed...
Of course, there will also be the most important thing at the beginning of the game - the delay time.
Narita Road's obvious 0.85 is completely behind the 0.12 of Admiration Orihime.
He did not doubt the opponent's desire to win, but the disadvantages brought to the start by this almost one second of hesitation would be visible to the naked eye.
In the 'Ten Golden Steps' that are often emphasized in that arena, Orihime Aimee has already missed Narita Road by a horse's length.
This is not in line with the scene between the two running methods of "chasing" and "leading". It can only be said that this start is unusual.
Admire Orihime, who seemed to have lost all her strength and showed her weakness, instead acted like she 'wanted to win' more than usual, when she should have been eager to try.
Naritaji, who took advantage of the opportunity given by trainer Linton, ended up losing the start as usual and had to take some time to adjust during the run.
But it's hard for her to have that opportunity.
Because the substantive darkness had already begun to seep from the footsteps of those who admired Orihime, and together with the countless trampled grass residues, they left heavy traces in the air.
It flashes by, just like the brilliance that often occurs when the skills of the three goddesses are activated. It is really easy for people to misjudge.
But there are no outsiders here.
There are no more than ten other players crowded on the track, forming the 'cover' that would have greatly hindered and interfered with the field of vision in the previous game.
So it was so obvious at this moment, so obvious that even Narita Road subconsciously deflected his steps.
She didn't realize that the bad situation she was in at the beginning of the last G2 game was due to him. She just thought it was the first time she saw it, and even if it was the first time she saw it, she wouldn't think it was a good thing.
"Just like what the cafe said, it's very similar..."
From the high platform of the auditorium, a voice suddenly came out and sighed.
"There is still a big difference. After all, her 'shadow' comes more from herself." Omo, who seemed not surprised, said calmly.
"From this perspective, she is closer to the 'Miss Shocker'."
"Then you won't let the waiter call her?" The other party turned around and looked at her, holding a branch in her mouth so as not to hinder her speech. Her pale golden eyes were even more pointed with a hint of feigned dissatisfaction.
Apparently she is Narita Shiruhito, now half a mentor of Tea House, and also a senior who deals with negative energy.
At this moment, she was staring at Omer, but Omer seemed unaware, his eyes always on the playing field: "It's just a small matter, there is no need to bring up some disappointing topics when everyone is immersed in the excitement."
"Then what do I mean?"
"You'll hang out with those people too?"
"No, that's too noisy."
"So isn't it nice here?" Omo raised his hand and motioned to the two people running in the field.
"It's quiet, the field of vision is wide, and there's a special game that allows you to witness the boiling of your soul and the cry of your heart."
"But the version I heard was a frog boiled in warm water." Looking at the speeding blue figure in the scene, Narita Shirito narrowed his eyes slightly, "Is this what you did now?"
The starlight produced by burning will be dazzling even to monsters who are not afraid of shadows.
However, the demon caught her sight, firmly fixating on the galloping comet and the equally blazing sun behind her, and whispered:
"She has no shortage of saviors, but those saviors are too gentle, or timid, and do not have the courage to make a desperate move."
"Is there Narita Road?" Bai Ren asked, looking at the golden figure.
In response, Omer just shook his head.
"No, she is too normal. She is too normal to be able to use twisted weapons to fight against the twisters."
"But the good thing is..."
When he mentioned this, he changed his tone again and his tone was calm and indifferent.
"She can be my weapon."
