[First of all, it is 'concrete' and needs to be 'visualized'... If not, it will not be possible to 'get on the right track'...]
[And Star fluid... Even if the language is 'CUTT' - but it can be 'connected' together when running. For this... we need a track...]
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"The star-shaped fluid should be called the galaxy."
"I think so, and the cutting that Cutt is referring to...she may want to emphasize the role of dialogue in distinguishing individuals."
“Shouldn’t the function of dialogue be communication?”
"It's so special coming from your mouth."
"...Do you have to ridicule me like this?"
"How could it be? This is a sigh from the bottom of my heart."
Facing the slight impatience in those light purple eyes, Omer responded with slightly helpless words.
When he saw the other party turning around again, squatting down again, and picking up the cards, shoes, packaging boxes and other sundries caught in the gaps between the tables and chairs on the dumped floor, he couldn't help but remind him. road:
"I recommend not packing those things."
"?" The other party looked back and frowned dissatisfied.
That look was easy to read, and he couldn't help but feel helpless at the other party's hostility again.
"It's not that I'm troubling you, but this activity room was originally a combination of a utility room and an activity room..."
"Does anyone want this here?"
"exactly."
"...Ha," the brown-haired horse girl looked speechless. After retracting her hand that was trying to tidy up the room, she looked back at him, "Are you all used to this kind of environment?"
In fact, I'm quite used to it... Omo said in his heart.
After all, his own room was a mess.
It seemed messy, but it had a specific order. This was the reason why he prevented the other party from cleaning it up, because in this regard, the kid in the teahouse was of the same type as him.
This activity room was originally half a utility room with a teahouse. All kinds of strange objects were crowded together with abandoned tables and chairs, but she could always find what she needed.
In comparison, the laboratory that originally belonged to the tachyon half was orderly, clean and tidy in a universal sense.
It’s hard to imagine that this was something she held when she couldn’t take care of herself, but it’s not hard to understand when you think about how much she cared about the experiment itself.
As for Bourbon, who also entered the event after signing a temporary contract with Omer...
Her locker blends seamlessly into the clutter in the cafe and looks like it is part of the clutter.
But Omer thought about it and realized that these contents were probably part of personal privacy, so he shrugged in a brief silence:
"I think this is probably not the focus right now, don't you think? Miss Vega."
It is now the fourth day after the start of school, and the new universe, which is still floating in cyberspace, has also received the reply message sent by Ormer three days ago.
It was as 'on time' as a certain super agent said, which made the devil wonder what kind of algorithm the 'three-day' prediction was achieved through.
But let's not mention the algorithm. Although the response from the new universe is short, it is taken very seriously by the three goddess AIs, and even specially assigned a certain 'assistrator'.
Admire Orihime/Admire Vega
During the break between classes in the morning, she visited earlier than three of Homais' men.
It also shows the suddenness of his visit.
Omo was in a bad mood about this.
It's not that he has any objections to this assistant, but he didn't receive any information about such an important matter in advance.
AI shouldn't make such mistakes unless they do it deliberately or under their instructions.
how to say?
It would not be difficult for him to understand if the goddess was offended by the original bet, or dissatisfied with his expression.
After all, the three goddesses are no better than the lower gods who need faith to save them. They have been on a high level for so long, and suddenly a devil-human hybrid appears and wants to bet with them, and he is not humble at all - who are you sending?
The only reason she is willing to accept it is because the bet itself is to optimize the racing career of the horse racing girl, or because she has expectations for the devil-human hybrid?
Omer was not sure what the goddess thought of him. He only felt that if the goddess really favored him, it would probably be based on the kind words of someone nearby.
People like Chairman Akikawa Yayo and others like the real uncrowned king of the Central Government.
Think about the lifespan of the goddesses, how many amazing people have existed in their long lives?
That's probably countless.
Even the golden era that was started by Representative Qianming and ended with a big shock is just one of the countless ups and downs in the history of horse racing so far.
In that vast ocean-like history, there are countless outstanding horse girls and outstanding trainers, and there are many pioneers from generation to era. And Omer Linton's current achievements...
So insignificant that there is nothing to mention.
But Akikawa Yayoi is different.
She shoulders amazing rights and is closer to the location of the three goddesses than anyone else.
But she is not a submissive spokesperson before the gods.
Her style is clear and bright, and she naturally paints a vibrant and beautiful style in the gray ink of power.
Such people are rare no matter how you look at them.
Like a ray of rising sun, higher than the top of the mountain, covering the stars and moon, yet warm and natural.
Just like a new day will always come, it is taken for granted.
The most important thing in the world has never been the dazzling, popular celebrities and idols, but the supporters you have taken for granted.
The former always changes one after another with the tide of the times, while the latter is creating the times itself.
The same goes for the era of horse racing.
There is always a group of people who are at the forefront, bringing dazzling brilliance to the era itself.
Some of them bear the glory of three crowns, some of them wear uncrowned laurels, and some of them are strivers who shoulder the dreams of an era. Even if they end sadly, their splendor will not be diminished.
[Shunkawa Reins: I just heard from the AI Godolphin Arab-sama that Miss Orihime has been assigned to assist you, so be sure to get along well with her] 4 minutes ago.
The proud man who once burned out on the field can probably understand Comet's true meaning better than others.
But now Junchuan Reins is just a secretary to the chairman. He can only pay attention to the students' conditions as much as possible while being busy with the endless affairs.
Most students don't know the secretary's past, and even many trainers can't break through the blockade of information. They will call out his subtle name of "Green Devil" when drunk. They feel that the secretary is too often. Too serious.
But Omer could not be like them.
Looking at her emergency contact, even if Omo was unhappy with the goddess's "suddenness", he would not immediately go to the goddess to line up or attack from the side.
The information analysis of the new universe was indeed a top priority. Although he still did not need an assistant, he gave up the straight shot after some consideration.
Although Admiration Orihime has indeed become much more cheerful in the past few days, and there have been a few real smiles that are not suppressed, but that was also the case when she was getting along with the real Ji Ling and Narita Road.
Facts have proved that the so-called 'letting go' has an identification authority.
For those people who are strangers or even have little contact with each other, the attitude of admiring Orihime has not changed much, but occasionally she can say: The function of dialogue is communication - it is normal for others to say this, but it is surprising for her to say it. if.
Don't even expect her attitude towards Omer to change 180°.
Considering her long-standing resentment towards Umastar, a 60° change in attitude was beyond Omer's expectation.
70°, no more.
If it had been any longer, he would have suspected that 'Sister-san' had taken away the body of Orihime that he admired.
Making up for one's faults is a common word used in many situations, but it is not suitable for interpersonal communication, because the human heart is never a mold as free as clay.
Any harm will leave traces, and taking care of it will feel like a lump in your throat, unless your heart is as clear as the sun.
This exception was made because Omo knew girls like Otaku Sunshen, Naritaji, and Teji Zhou.
But obviously, admiring Orihime is not among them.
Although Omo didn't think he had hurt the other party in any way.
At most, it was the call to the police that left the other party with a long-lasting dark history - I had apologized for this at the beginning, and bringing it up now will only make the other party's eyes sharper.
But seeing Orihime looking around the activity room cautiously, as if she would be trapped by a sudden trap if she took just one step, Omo could only admit helplessly:
Although she knew what was going on, she did seem to be wary of herself.
He even has obvious misunderstandings about himself:
"Do you really like this chaotic environment?" She frowned, still holding on to the previous topic, "How often do you clean the activity room?"
"Once a day? No, it depends on the specific situation. Sometimes the tachyon experiment gets out of control and has to be cleaned up several times a day... What are you remembering?"
He couldn't help but feel confused as he watched the other person take out a small sticky note and a portable pen from his skirt pocket.
"Guarantee once a day, occasionally record multiple times..." The girl just wrote to herself, then raised her head and looked around, "Kazata-san and the others are working very hard."
"I think there is some misunderstanding." Omer only felt that he was working very hard. He was obviously responsible for the several clean-ups.
"No, I'll bring the cleaner next time anyway."
"ah?"
"As a facilitator, I will come here often until I find the horse racing girl named New Universe."
"If I want to, the communication will be..."
"I don't want to add your communication... just contact... it's enough to have an actor."
"It's understandable, so how about we return to the analysis of the answer to the new universe? Later there will be training with Tea House and Miss Rongjin Shining."
"...Rong Jin Shining?" Unexpectedly hearing this name, Admiring Orihime was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly.
"Don't she have a trainer?"
"That's true, but I didn't say that I was responsible for her training. In fact, it was just that the teahouse wanted her to teach him how to make pastries, and Bourbon was also interested in it, so I contacted the trainer lady."
"……pastry."
"Is Miss Vega also interested?"
"Don't call me that casually."
"Ah, yes, since we are on campus, then...is Orihime-san also interested?"
"No."
"I guess so."
"But the time scheduled today is very free...can I go and have a look?"
"? There is nothing wrong with it."
(End of chapter)
