Akane wasn't exaggerating.
When Omo sent Shinjou Akane, who was not satisfied with sitting at the end, to the gate of the campus, he had to admit this fact.
There were at least twenty-three scorching gazes, not including the indirect gaze through the cold camera. When he stopped the motorcycle at the school gate, he felt as if he had stumbled into an ambush and was struck by nearly a hundred red-hot preview lines. The feeling of confinement in the body.
No less than the siege of reporters that the three people at the Bourbon Tachyon Tea House had resisted, he did not even exchange greetings with Akane who had just gotten out of the car, but he had already taken one hand out of the handlebar and put it on her backhand. On the shoulders of the new universe.
The entire vehicle and people were quickly broken down into countless regular color blocks and disappeared into the air.
While the countless rushing students were thrown into the air, some people shouted that the way of disappearance was definitely Omo, and then immediately surrounded Shinjo Akane, who was still suppressing a smile.
Look, if I hide, she will be the unlucky one——
Although this is a natural situation, Omer always feels that it should not be the case.
"Observer? (Observer)"
"Wait for me to send a message."
The pony girl, who was blond but had inner highlights on her hair and ears, looked particularly eye-catching. Together with the even more eye-catching ferocious motorcycle, she suddenly appeared in front of the street a few hundred meters away from the university. It attracted the attention of many nearby pedestrians and store employees.
But they will soon return to calm. Just as this area is marked with 'space jump permission', the boundary gate area has designated tens of thousands of such small areas, specifically for certain space ability users to display.
Although there are still common accidents caused by secretly teleporting to other public areas, people near such divided areas are obviously used to seeing things suddenly popping up in mid-air or close to the ground.
Although I couldn't hide when I was shocked, at least I accepted it very quickly.
Although the car and the girl were worth a few glances, the rider would soon drive away.
Naturally, the little girl will also be carried.
[Crooked Snake: Sorry, are you okay? Your classmates aren't pestering you too much, are they? 】
[Monsters are necessary: No, they are more interested in you. In comparison, I am just an ordinary female high school student]
[Moon krait: That's good, I'll pick you up later. Let's change the place to connect then]
[Monsters are Necessary: Connector...it feels like a secret operation! 】
[Crooked Snake: It is indeed a secret operation. Anyway, I am going to send the child to school. Let’s talk later]
Sure enough, something was wrong... No matter how you put it, it was impossible to 'let go' Akane in the kind of battle just now, and if you were interested in monsters, you would have come into contact with the Gulit series IP.
Not to mention, Akane's appearance is not the black-haired girl from the end of TV, but the eye-catching look she had throughout the show on Azalea Station.
Although contemporary young people have various hair dyes, contact lenses, and even eye modifications, hair quality optimization, and body adjustments, the threshold for high-resolution Cosplay is quite low.
But after a person is famous enough, even when he sends an adoptive father, it will be published and everyone will know it.
This is not to mention the employee names clearly registered in the office information.
The cohabitation status itself is also a target pursued by the media. Looking at how rumors he and Chelenina were spread by the gossip news in the first place, it is not difficult to imagine how the rumors will be further spread against Akane Shinjo.
In addition to adding new work to the public relations handlers signed by Omer, this will also leave an impression on the group that already pays attention to him.
No matter what happens to Akane, there will be no result of 'nothing'.
Is this also the 'secret' part mentioned at the dinner table before?
He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, feeling that although there was no problem with the previous logic, it also led to another result.
That result corresponded to the original intention of his proposal to Justis last night.
"Observer?"
The young passenger hugged the rider tightly with a sense of safety, puzzled by his delay before the engine started.
"It's okay, hold on tight, there isn't much time left, we need to speed up."
"Neo Universe, "Received". "
——
Although he could reach it instantly by teleportation, Ormer still did not take such a shortcut with the new universe.
It’s not a good idea to show your child shortcuts, even if she’s been through the long and hard way in the data universe.
It does not mean that you will not fall into misunderstandings if you have experience. Many people in the world do not conform to the saying "people will not step into the same river twice." It is their normal state to repeat the mistakes of the past one after another.
Only a sufficiently brutal and cruel failure will truly awaken them. In addition, there is another option that is already dark and unavailable for them - to receive education related to this aspect from an early age.
It is difficult for people to rejuvenate in a true sense. Even if the body can be young, it cannot let go of the traces that have long been burned into the soul.
There are many bad habits among them, which can only be corrected by starting over.
New Universe is not that kind of person yet. Her future is still changing. What kind of person she will eventually become depends not only on her, but also on the people she meets.
'I, the New Universe, propose a friendly "contact" plan to you.
In other words - "Please give me more advice"'
——Just like how she greeted her 'seniors' in school yesterday.
Just as she emphasized 'encounter...' to Omer on the way back yesterday.
'The encounter... is the breaking of barriers and the beginning. "Sphilar" has always been there to support me. '
To be honest, there are many proper nouns commonly used in chatting in the new universe, but there are only a few that Omer is not sure about, including this 'Sphilar'.
This term does not sound like an astronomical term, but instead reminds him of the Kabbalah theory in Jewish mysticism, the ten essences (Sephira)/(Sefirah) of the Tree of Kabbalah. Considering that she will inevitably come into contact with all kinds of knowledge while drifting in the data universe, Odd Mo Mo was somewhat doubtful about it, and even expanded the search scope to find that in a niche fictional language called Tayu, Sephira has the meaning of "spirit" and "heart".
Such ambiguity doesn't matter, since his views are indeed consistent with those of the other party.
Meet again, meet again.
The ultimate romance in the world is also the beginning of all miracles. He always hopes that his children will make more friends, and it is precisely because all the stories he sees start from this point.
On top of this, the new universe faces a far more severe situation than Akane Shinjou.
The reason why Akane Shinjo is mentioned here is because Orme believes that although she has not gone to school yet, the situation in the new universe is no different from that of a transfer student.
Moreover, the appearance of the horse lady in the center is of the highest quality, and she is at a level where she can be a model on magazine covers without undergoing medical beauty optimization.
Although New Universe is not considered a mass among them, it cannot be said to stand out from the crowd.
But her way of speaking is deadly, with a bourbon pro beauty (x).
It is conceivable that even the situation is that of a Bourbon pro. After all, the Tea House, Bourbon, Aiori, Hero and Shining she met yesterday are all 'senpai' in the high school department.
Before the seniors try to quench their thirst with distant water, New Universe cannot escape the subtlety of early reviews.
So he tricked someone last night.
Use bigger specialties that are more approachable to cover up small specialties that only increase barriers.
cost?
There is no price!
A certain super agent is about to be surrounded by little girls. Is there any price to pay? A certain super agent may be stopped by a randomly refreshed reporter to pay the price! !
At worst, Omo could treat him to a meal. The quality of Treson's canteen is still very high, and the racehorse girls and trainers are free (cross out).
So it should be about the same, right?
Omer glanced at the light screen that was dimmed due to the standby interface.
Now that he could see the huge shoe-shaped logo at the school gate and the school sign in front of it, he began to gradually slow down.
Not only because the destination is getting closer, but also because the road conditions are becoming 'crowded'.
——Many horse racing girls who got up early but chose to go for a walk in the commercial street outside the school, as well as a small number of driving colleagues who, like Omo, did not live in the trainers' dormitory, began to appear more densely in front.
They laughed and greeted each other, and even the trainers rolled down their car windows and waved to the familiar Ma Niang students.
The vitality of the morning fell evenly on these people, and everyone seemed to be welcoming the morning glow, and Omer seemed unwilling to destroy this unity, and had already stopped by the road before arriving.
He raised his hand to poke at the bright screen, looked at the time in the lower right corner, and then took the confused child out of the car.
He immediately noticed her somewhat messy school uniform and raised his hand to straighten it up for her.
The girl tilted her head, not only did she not resist, but she actively raised her hands to facilitate his arrangement.
"Observer, are you going to investigate?" She seemed to have guessed something.
"Well, the next step is to conduct an inspection. You have to walk on your own from school to class, but someone will pick you up along the way."
"Is it the navigator?" Facing the brown eyes, there was a hint of expectation in the dark blue eyes.
"Yes, although he may ask you to call him uncle, he is indeed the navigator."
At the end of the tidying up, she retied her somewhat deformed chest tie. After confirming that the left and right sides were consistent and the error was no more than two centimeters, Omo moved his hands away with satisfaction and turned to hold the opponent's shoulders.
"Only in the morning of Terra Chronometry, you will get familiar with this star field together, and the stars will also be familiar with you. It will be very lively, so be prepared."
"explore?"
"Yes, explore."
Nodding, Omo let go of his hand, stood up, and glanced at the more and more gazes that were gathering. His sharp dark red eyes naturally made those gazes recede.
It also reminded those young eyes of the early rumors about that young man.
And when the eyes looked at the girl again, the dark red was still there, but the eyes were obviously much gentler:
"Take a deep breath and then take a step."
——
[Justis: Here I come! Have you and the child come over? 】
[Moon krait: At the door, just greet her directly and she will come to you]
[Justis: Okay! 】
The moment the character fell, a huge magic circle unfolded from the sky not far from the campus with a crisp sound, and then there was a roar that broke the sound barrier and swept from top to bottom.
The visit message that was quickly sent to the underground computer room of Central Treson came at the same time as the loudspeaker greeting that could be heard around the campus:
"I am Hyper Agent! JUSTICE! Neo Universe! Where are you!!"
——
"Good morning, Miss Junchuan."
In front of the campus gate, the secretary in green, who always stood at the door and greeted the trainers and horse girls as much as possible, was greeted by a young man pushing a motorcycle on the roadside with a stunned look that had not been seen in decades.
"Good morning, Trainer Linton... No! Trainer Linton, is that the super agent you are working with?"
The secretary in green remembers it clearly because she is already in charge of many matters, big and small.
But the young man kept his smile unchanged and replied politely and with a sense of distance:
"No, I don't think I know him."
