"Hello? Feed? ”

[The user you dialed has been turned off, whether to enable the message function]

"Enabled."

[Record after counting down to three, three, two, one]

"Just sure, call me if you need help, I've arrived at Tsuburaya No. 7. Don't talk about hindering the journey, let me know that you got injured because of your good face and hero, and you can only order takeout and eat instant noodles in the second half of the year. ”

[Recording completed]

"......" knocked down the closing box of the terminal, and Omer, who turned around from the corner, looked at the exhibition hall in front of him, which had many tourists, and his face was still a little solemn when he was talking.

His often sharp perception didn't work, and a sense of foreboding didn't arise.

But he did gain some disobedience from the minutiae when he overlooked the city from a floating taxi.

It's like seeing the Bourbon be advertised to continue to focus on the middle distance with the runaway, so as to accumulate the popularity of the next stage.

Although many people take it for granted, and Guy is what everyone thinks of as her strength, Omer can see early on from the way she strides and the posture of her arms in an interview with the Bourbon a few days earlier that she has developed obvious short-distance results, and her other opponent in the middle distance is already threatening her crown with the final burst of poetry, and it is difficult to continue the middle distance to increase her popularity.

Of course, at that time, Omer himself was not very confident in this guess conclusion, because the conditions to support it from 'speculation' to 'fact' were not yet complete, and he lacked more information, and after that, the results of the short-distance cup were able to convince him, so he had the statement in the college entrance examination interview.

Omer has always been cautious about his speculations and is not in a hurry to dismiss them as 'facts'.

Because of this, although he was a little concerned about the disobedience he had summarized, he did not feel that he should immediately take it as a fact and start investigating.

Because he's neither a detective nor a sheriff, he's just a traveler.

Rather than the possible puzzles and unknowns of the city, it is naturally more important to have fun with the original purpose.

In this situation, the only thing he can't worry about is Morrison.

This is not the first time Morrison has been on a secrecy mission.

But the adoptive fathers who completed the commission in the past were all in the Jiemen District.

For that city, for that city, Omer has enough trust.

He had lived there for more than a decade, and Morrison had lived there for decades, and both had a detailed knowledge of the city, and although this perception varies from perspective to perspective, it is also a source of security.

But for the city of Heaven's Gate, an unknown city that is too large and vast... He clearly harbored a certain fear of the unknown.

This fear does not turn into fear, even if it is only unfounded at the moment.

If that's the case, it's time to make a choice.

It's not a good idea to be apprehensive and enjoy your trip at the same time.

Either let go of the idea of traveling, or enjoy the trip wholeheartedly, you have to make a choice.

Today is still the first day of the journey, and there is still time after that, so it doesn't matter if you want to see something that might be ruined, as long as you can accept the fact that this is off to a bad start... To be honest, I can't accept it.

So he didn't shout to the driver halfway to turn his head, and at this moment, he arrived at this destination venue with a huge flow of passengers.

Walking into this venue and looking at the ticket gate, Omo thought about it, or decided to contact once, and if there is development, look for a turnaround and make a decision... But the result is exactly the same as it was at the beginning.

.

Now that they're all turned off, let's activate Plan B on your choice.

Thinking so, he reached into his satchel and pulled out the commemorative coin issued by the Jockey Club in the center of the gate from a small plaid bag inside.

This kind of commemorative coin that is produced by each race has considerable collectible value because of its age and elements such as 'first victory', 'epic', 'record-breaking', and 'retirement race'.

For Omer, the value of commemorative coins is indeed commemoration.

It was the first time he had ever attended the event in person, and the first commemorative coin he received would be inscribed with the time, the winner, and then the most popular and memorable player besides the winner.

On the front, naturally the winner, the first, that is the emperor, Rudolph's head symbolized in the gallop, highlighted by the precise yang carving technique.

The upper part is marked with the kanji for the Emperor's Reward (春) and the small number 608.

And on the back, the most popular and memorable is the protagonist of the retirement game:

Mr.C.B

Drawing the same galloping head posture in the technique of Yin carving, unlike the calm and confident on the front, she walks forward as if she is wounded, her eyes half-squinted by the strong wind and exhaustion, and her hair is messy, but her eyes reflect the light from the end.

It is also taken from the freeze-frame image of the arena and recreated, as if recording the essence of that event.

Holding this commemorative coin, Omer's eyes only lingered on the coin pattern for a moment, and then he finalized his previous plan.

Coin heads and tails, focus on a leisurely trip, or step into the quagmire of possibility, investigating to get a complete view of the city.

Yes, urban gestures.

It is not convenient for Omo to directly investigate the task taken by his adoptive father, after all, it is said that it is a confidential mission, and rash investigation is easy to be branded as a criminal and criminal.

You have to figure it out slowly, for example, if the investigation of the city problem is involved in the incident - this can't be helped!

But it's up to you to make a decision... Omer stared at the commemorative coin against his thumb.

A simple thumb toss backhand covers, and when you remove it, you can see the emblematic head of Rudolph engraved on the coin.

“……”

Looking at the entrance of the arena with some confusion, Omer put away the coin, turned his back again, and patted his face with both hands.

Smile and relax.

Don't think about those things for the time being, check the shooting memory of the terminal, take more photos, and show them to Keliff, Bizzer, and David when you go back.

Just as he thought so, his gaze swept over the crowd of people walking in front of him, and then landed on the nearest silhouette.

That's a very striking figure.

Not only because of the tall figure of the woman and the richness of her curves, but also because the outfit of an ancient court lady and the tourists around her are completely different from each other.

Everyone is dressed quite normally, even if there will be a wave of tokusatsu people wearing leather cases to do a wave of holy land tours, which is in line with the theme of the exhibition, but what is the situation of the court dress that looks like Victorian culture thousands of years ago?

There is no need for any outstanding vision at all, there are already many people looking at the lady, and even the children passing by will pull and pull the elders on the side to 'judge' the woman, and then be disciplined by the elders not to talk nonsense.

"Maybe it's some weirdo in cos," and "There are special human bodies in the setting", and visitors who know a little about the tokusatsu series but don't know much about it will have similar speculations.

Omer is also a member of this group, and he can't afford to be a tokusatsu veteran, can't recognize all the characters, and can't tell any interviews, cantasets, or even pages of a certain magazine, so he has similar thoughts.

This thought only exists at the first second of glimpse of the other person.

The second he paid more attention to the other person's gaze.

Just when the other party turned around at random, as if he was a social bull, he gained an angle from which he could gaze at the other person's complete gaze.

It was an impatient gaze, a gaze waiting for something, a gaze of disdain for everything around her, a gaze that responded to everyone who noticed her.

What pride? She made no secret of her pride, but what was she proud of?

From the face, from the body?

Mankind has entered the era of the universe, and the new Terra calendar has been renovated for as many as 600 pages, and the appearance and body shape are things that can be changed the day after tomorrow, and the cost is not too high, and you can even choose to use medicine, source energy or direct surgery.

The statement that the streets are full of handsome men and beautiful women is not a lie, and if you have any imagery, you can even add some organs and physical decorations that you would not have.

Beast ears, sharp horns, long tail –

- This kind can be virtual, with almost physical holographic projections to deceive the eyes and senses of others;

- But it can also be real, there are many orders every year for bionic ears and tails that are directly connected to the nerves, which can be used both for entertainment and medicine.

So what can she be proud of?

She even looked at the recent display case behind the ticket gate with a bit of contempt, which Ultraman Tyro holster and Gamera model were very happy about.

Naturally, there is also a recognizable detail that the fingers of her hands wrapped around her chest are tapping on her arms quite frequently.

Don't look at the big challenge there, Omer is the obvious winner, paying more attention to the white fingers of the other party who seem to be doing nothing than a touch of snow.

She was dismissive of the exhibition, with a strong pride and self-confidence for some unknown reason, but she made an appointment with someone, and the other party set a location here.

“……”

It is worthy of the city of heaven's gate, and the traverser culture has not yet been seen, but I first saw a strange person with the possibility of traverser identity.

But now that she's decided to enjoy the trip, leave it alone, even if she's really weird.

Just two seconds of staring, but a moment of thought, enough time for Omer to pretend to be polite, and put away the commemorative coin.

Calm blends into the flow of people towards the ticket gates.

It's 10.20 a.m. in the City of Heaven, and you can still find food from other cultures nearby after walking here.

If you can't find it, you can retreat, and the alien culture will do too.

Omer doesn't let himself run out of options.