"Trainer Linton."
"I see."
"Aren't you considering adding more staff? Miss Junchuan, such a large center needs a lot of trainers."
"Actually, there are. I am only responsible for the trainers on a special list."
"Oh? I just hope the list isn't labeled 'Problem Trainer'."
"You are joking again, Trainer Linton, but have you finished your work on the other side?"
"It's over, or should I say...it has come to an end temporarily, like this stage."
"Is it a long-term job? Like looking for classmates in the new universe?"
"There are some differences, but the result is always the same. If Miss Junchuan is interested in the whole story, you can discuss it in detail later."
"Ah, okay, it's time for me to go find Trainer Nishizaki and the others."
“It’s an honor to be ranked with them.”
"...? Ah, you mean the list?"
"Go and do your work, Miss Junchuan. I hope you can rest soon."
"Okay, you can also take this opportunity to have a good rest and watch those girls running, Mr. Linton."
"certainly."
Omo nodded and watched the lively and spirited green woman in secretary uniform go away.
Her energy matched the ever-changing enthusiasm of the stadium, and her figure was blurred among the large seats and stands filled with spectators, blending into the undissipated heat of late August.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the clouds did not turn overcast. Instead, the sun broke through the clouds, and the heat continued silently.
But that sunlight was also diluted by man-made technology, and that heat wave was replaced by the warmth of countless people.
This is a melting pot of people.
Countless girls are just starting out and embarking on the playing field with longing for their dreams.
Countless audiences come here, looking forward to opening the prologue of a new era and witnessing the beginning of the legend.
There is light in everyone's eyes. Compared to last week's frenzy, today's place is more filled with curiosity and expectation.
The radiance is as gentle as the rising sun, all gathered on the iron gate below.
Even the hair of those racing girls standing under the transparent gates sparkled in the sun.
If I could see these children running, even the haze of work could be swept away... Omo thought, but still turned around and looked at the group of outsiders approaching.
There were familiar faces among them that I had recognized not long ago, but even though they were familiar faces, it was basically one-sided familiarity.
Just because there was a public commendation, just because it was highlighted in employee promotions, and just because most of the 'comrades' information was shared during the cooperation in the electronic world——
——So Omer remembered the police officers from the various police stations in the Jiemen District.
They were all dressed in casual clothes, and they probably just came to see Ma Niang.
But when they gathered together and put on a businesslike and indifferent expression, it was enough to melt the warmth of the morning sun.
Having said that... there are still three guys whose expression management is not professional enough.
Looking at Omo's attire that was incompatible with the style of Jockey Girl Academy, his brows or corners of his mouth twitched.
It broke the cold impression of the group nature and brought the atmosphere back to the human world.
The leader among them was a certain tiger-eared woman.
She had some problems managing her expressions, so she hesitated for a while before she asked:
"...Excuse me, is this Mr. Homare Linton?"
"It's me." Omo's response was much calmer than her tone, which may have shown the difference in thickness of his face, or the difference in cognition.
——Anyway, Omer felt that he had to wear this armor out of necessity, which was excusable and not something worth being ashamed of.
As for what kind of psychological activities Beatrix was going on in his mind after he knew that the armor he mentioned before was him... he wisely did not speculate.
After hesitating for a moment, he directly took out the iconic trainer badge from the briefcase with the hand of a mage and showed it: "You can also call me Trainer Linton. After all, I have to keep records for the three horse ladies. , or should you say four?”
This was the only thing he was slightly unsure about.
Should translators who have only visited once be included in the records?
"The four are Airi Soko, Miura Bourbon, Manchester Tea House, and Kobayashi Hiki." The other party's words that gradually entered the state gave a practical response, "Although they are only assisting in the experiment, the above also requires detailed records. .”
"Including myself, that's five people. Without further ado, can we record it here? I will also sign in as a trainer for the competition later, which is related to my future trainer rating. .”
"..." Beatrix hesitated, and finally answered in a cold tone, "Okay."
"Then I can't thank you enough."
——
Before returning to Teresin, Homais chatted with Dr. Rorschach for a short time.
The doctor who provided assistance during the first negative energy monitoring was absent the second time due to company affairs, but the discovery still forced him to appear on the screen, complaining that he had not been there for the first time. This kind of thing happens all the time. Is it my problem or everyone else’s problem?
No one will think that they have a problem, so the problem still falls on the unknown gang.
But neither Rhode Island, who once lived like a warlord or mercenary organization, nor Omo, who is a current mercenary, are eager to take over everything.
Handing it over to the police is the only decision that should be made, especially since the scale of this incident is not small. Before the details are clear... neither a company nor an independent individual is suitable to act rashly.
Miss Adele's volcanic geological survey project was temporarily suspended.
Next, whether it will be handed over to the federally assigned research team to take full responsibility, or whether it will be opened in the name of assisting in the investigation - both of which need to wait.
Omer is not lacking in patience. Rather, waiting has always been his specialty. However, Dr. Rorschach made a decision on behalf of the Rhode Island Company that "the entire alarm process, including the transcripts, will be handed over to them." After his promise, this matter should have nothing to do with him.
It should have nothing to do with the girls he brought to understand monsters and assist in negative energy research.
But judging from the results, the company's promises really don't work very well.
Or it worked, but only a little.
He was allowed to describe the situation on behalf of the four underage girls, instead of having to have all five of them present... Considering the possible scale of this matter, this level of accommodation was incredible.
This kind of bad incident that covers half of the earth's plate should be handled and investigated with the attitude of 'dig deep and dig out all the information that can be collected'. Therefore, it is extremely difficult to be humane and accommodating.
Omo, who thought he knew the way of dealing with this sole government better than the other party, could be said to have only been polite to the doctor from the beginning, and did not really expect Rhode Island to make such a big effort.
But the current result surprised him in a way that he had never shown before.
Is it because the superiors didn't pay much attention to it unexpectedly, or is Dr. Rorschach's promise far more weighty than expected...
He buried this doubt in his heart for the time being. After recording the confession and bidding farewell to Beatrix and his entourage, who still had a "businesslike" attitude and were becoming more and more stable, he took out the small picture with his broad fingers. of cards.
There is a vivid figure swaying in the card of the Nine-Headed Dragon, and the faint roar of the dragon tells the dissatisfaction of being forced to stay in his hometown.
But unfortunately, the false priests who were given some of His divine status were very lacking in empathy.
"Isn't it just home quarantine? Why are you so angry? Can you transform into another person? Do you want me to bring you a game console?"
So the dragon's roar turned into a dragon's roar, but the iron face showed no fluctuation.
"Forget it if you don't like it. How about the deep immersion device? You don't need to transform to use it."
In the silence that followed, the special effects on the card disappeared.
Only a little black jiojio poked it, and then sighed:
"Is this how you get along with God?"
"It really is."
(End of chapter)
