NO.106: WILL COME BACK TO WORK
"Is it okay? Omer Trainer. β
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Shortly after 'sending away' the gloomy symbol of Sirius, Omer, who was discussing divinity with a short, shoulder-length woman with cherry blossom hair, greeted Rudolph's sudden approach.
"Ah, that's all right, Miss Rudolph." As if Rudolph was a canine-eared woman who was upset about the topic itself, she hurriedly explained it to Ormer.
"The divinity in Your Excellency Linton is very stable and profound, far gentler than the patron saint in me!"
Her name is Shadow Hum, and she was originally a human girl in the ancient Far East of the Otherworld, but after the guardian god in front of the waterfall in the village merged with her because of her wish and dedication, there was an extra pair of dog ears on the top of her head.
So she exudes a permanent wisp of divinity in Omer's eyes, and in her eyes......
Ormer is like a living god.
And it's the level of a great god.
makes her, who already has a samurai tone, even more respectful in the face of big shots.
This undoubtedly made Omer feel very awkward, especially ......
ββ¦β¦ Do you feel familiar, Omer Trainer. There was a subtlety on the president's face.
So the rookie trainer's eyes also shook up and down the ground: "It's not difficult to disagree." β
Tamamo cross, at the same time as a symbol of Rudolf with Omer. Linton's familiar horse racing lady has a very recognizable voice.
The tone of voice is just as obvious whether it is raised or lowered, and this Miss Shadow Hummore has an almost unanimous voice.
At this moment, he was looking at the two people who seemed to have suddenly reached some kind of agreement.
"It's nothing," Ormer said quietly, "except that Miss Humour's voice is very similar to someone we know. β
It wasn't the first time he'd seen something like this.
Diagonally across the door from the office, there is occasionally a red-haired girl with a voice that closely resembles that of Bourbon.
As a horse girl, she has a highly consistent voice with the dark giant on the screen.
He also has a little trick up his sleeve for this kind of bizarre phenomenon that 'may be able to challenge voiceprint recognition'.
- That is, one of them must be a traverser.
There may be three people in the world who look exactly like you - there is no real basis for this statement, but if you put the concept of another world into it......
There are countless cardinal templates, so it's not surprising that not only do they look exactly the same, but they also sound exactly the same.
The term otherworldly isotopes is more common than the 'locationalism' that has been heard more recently, though it is usually in the mouths of literary writers and soothsayers.
But that's just the sound of sound, and the human ear is not as detailed as the telegraph after allβalthough Akane does compare it to Carmilla and Carmilla.
What is the result...... For the sake of face, it's better not to mention it.
"Voice... Speaking of the voice call that His Excellency Linton received just now, I also think that the voice seems to have been heard somewhere! Hu Mo, who didn't seem to care much about the similar voice, brought up the voice message that Omer had casually posted in front of the terminal before.
It was a voice from Suko, and the content was that Daichaya and Bourbon asked if they would come to dinner.
In Omer's view, this is not called asking for dinner, but is an implicit expression of the sender's 'come and make dinner'.
But the rationality of the discourse itself cannot be ignored.
Of course, the problem at hand is clearly not here.
"Maybe it's the screen." He replied to Hummore's words.
After all, this is the Jiemen area, and there are a lot of public screen projections in the foreign land, and there are also several building screens on the surface that will broadcast the races of the horse race - if there is no event, it will be replayed, and the one where the speeder, the cafΓ©, and the bourbon each run has also occupied a loop for several days.
Even newcomers often establish an impression of certain horse girls because of this.
"No, it feels like a ...... from my hometown," Hu Mo was still pondering.
"For some recognizable voices, you don't have to think about it if you can't remember it," Omer, who almost deliberately overshadowed the topic, didn't really want to hear that Suko was still similar to someone else in the other world, but he turned his head and his vision swept towards the president's leather shoes, "But the president, is there anything that needs to be dealt with urgently?" β
"Ah, no." Rudolph shook his head, and glanced sideways at Sirius in the distance, the only subtle thing was that she was staring at herself.
"It's just Sirius......" she said before she stopped.
"That's all right," said Omer, glancing at Miss Humo's 'fun' geta, and then at the rain that was still pouring outside the window, "the stars will not be dusted, and the shadow of the moon will not change, and in my humble opinion, this is an excellent result." β
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"Hey, Xiaomei."
"What's wrong? Hoomo. β
Leaving Omer's side, Hu Mo, who suddenly straightened up, greeted Onino Xiaomei, who was communicating with Uru and insect women not far away.
"What's the situation with these people?" She raised her head and gestured to Omer in the distance. Linton and Rudolph symbols, and Sirius symbols on the other side of the phone to play.
"I always feel weird."
"Can't you see?" Uru, who was floating on the side, stared at her, accustomed to pretending to be a doll's eyes, and even now that he no longer pretends to be dead, he is still a little sluggish like a foreign body, "Also, you didn't have such a strong sense of distance back then. β
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"Think of you and Ryujin Asahi."
"Huh?!" The dog girl's eyes suddenly became incredulous, and at the same time, they also glowed red.
"That's... Isn't that Xiaomei, Keiko, and Erlang ......"
"It's not to that extent, if I want to see it, it's still just a flame," also looked at the smile of the two horse racing girls and the rookie trainer, and smiled helplessly, "But if you go around like this, ......"
"It's true, in terms of the picture alone, it's really a familiar and unpleasant scene."
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"The stars won't be dusty, and the moon shadow won't change... Is it? Muttering what Omer had just said, Rudolph looked at the majestic and cold iron face again, and couldn't help but wonder, "That's a good thing, but I can't tell the difference for a while. β
"Can't tell what?"
Aumer looked back from the window, rarely lifting.
Looking at this huge and somewhat old building in the details, I heard the other party ask:
"Who is the Moon Shadow by Trainer Ormer?"
"I didn't think the emperor would have this kind of trouble." Omer was somewhat surprised at the moment.
The emperor is supposed to be compared to the sun, even above the sun and the moon, isn't he? And now...... It seems that before she can find another opportunity, she has already said such a 'humble' question.
At this moment, he said: "There will still be, and the Omer trainer can't help but think of me too perfectly." β
"The emperor is just a title after all, like Chiaki and Maruzen, they don't call me that when they get along with me."
No matter how strong the sun is, it will retain that light in front of close friends, so the symbol of Rudolph in these people's mouths has the same nickname.
A nickname that doesn't matter when it started, can't be accepted by herself, and doesn't know when.
Luna.
Chiaki once mentioned this nickname in his online communication with Omer, and the symbol of speed was even mentioned to Omer himself.
luna was originally the moon in the ancient language of the Ilo district, and when L is capitalized, it refers to the moon god in Ilo mythology, which is now widely used as a personal name and a nickname for Rudolph's symbol, inherited from his mother.
Earlier, there were distortions that could be traced back to the family itself.
'Symbolizing that the environment of home cannot produce the sun'.
But that's not to say that the moon is going to be any worse.
So Omer just nodded: "In that case, it's really hard to tell, but in fact, you don't have to tell the difference." β
Rudolph pursed his lips and smiled: "These words remind me of the simulated imaging of Qixi Festival, the world with two moons. β
"That's true." The Iron Face of the Demon God looked back at the ceiling.
Sturdy building materials will never be stared at by the burning gaze, but the tiny cobwebs in them will dissolve, revealing the mottled marks underneath.
"Don't you think that celestial bodies that reflect the glow of the stars and appear in different postures in the human eye because of the reflection of the starlight do not matter how they are perceived, they just need to remain the same? Miss Rudolph. β
"Even if things are not people?" Rudolph raised his hand slightly, his fingers brushing over the scratches on the walls with scattered rust and more dust.
Just like the body of a long-retired horse racing girl, in fact, there will be some dark injuries of a wear and tear nature, even if they are made up for by superb medical technology, they will still feel extremely uncomfortable when running.
It's like a rusty body, and more often there is the phantom pain of injury looming.
"As a spirit, as an image, it will last for a long time, just like the protagonist of a certain story in Miss Onino's hometown."
"That's true."
She smiled and withdrew her hand.
"Then let it work again, Mr. Omer."
"Where the duty lies."
(End of chapter)